[Cake]

He was unfamiliar with Damian's kind, relying on what his scent alone could tell him, though the glow of his skin was not missed, even from this angle. The sound of skin against skin grew more rapid as he thrust inside, giving a low growl of possessive pleasure as he claimed the body beneath him. He changed angles, thrusting as deep as he could. He leaned in past the fluttering wings, burying his teeth against the Fallen's shoulder, biting into the skin as he thrust hard and came, gushes of seed spilling into Damian's body with a savage growl, fucking him through the orgasm until he had given him everything he had to give-- at least in that moment.