When Michael left, it was akin to a blanket being pulled off of his body. Raphael felt him leave, then felt the brush of his lips. Even if his mind was foggy,his body twitched at the loss of touch and the brief brush of Michael's lips.

He kept his eyes closed and focused on the warmth of the sheets when he spoke.

"Michael?" He whispered timidly, not looking to see if he was gone. "You could... make that lower. Just a little. To be... academic. To see."

Though it shamed him to admit it, making an effort had felt marvelous even if he wasn't particularly attracted to the humans. He had never kissed an angel like that, however.

Despite all logic, the momentary kiss made him curious.

"I did it for the humans... I could for you too. Experimentally.

If you'd like."

He murmured his offer then rubbed against the sheets, trying to recover some of the warmth that had vanished.