As unlikely as it seemed, the feeling of Raphael's bite on his shoulder, then the dull angel nails on his back only excited Mictain further. With much less hesitance he added another finger, moving them around, stretching the healer's entrance -- oh, but it was so small and tight -- placing licks and kisses and tiny bites all over Raphael's shoulders and chest. This was exactly what he had been dreaming of for so very long.

At last he decided it was enough. Withdrawing his fingers, he lifted Raphael's knees a bit to move his legs aside, positioning himself between the delicious thighs. Figuring that asking for permission would only annoy Raphael further, he then closed his lips over those of the angel in a heated kiss, at the same time starting to work his way aside. It took all his self-control not to bury his claws in the angel's soft flesh.