He stared at Uriel, his face contorted fr surprise to utmost pleasure. This was going to be... God, when was the last time he had gazed on this immortal?
Will there be a chance that he could have his way with him? The way Uriel was bonded against the wall had wakened his manhood, he could feel it pressing against his pants.
Uriel had always had this effect on him, even in the kingdom of heaven, Uriel had held his heart. He would have done anything to have him in his clutches. Under him, over him and the taste of his perfect flesh. His manhood erected into fourth gear and his pants made him uncomfortable.
He couldn't adjust himself while Moloch was standing next to him, Uriel's head was hanging and he had to keep his arms from reaching out to touch him. "How can this be?"
"What do you mean?"
Michael didn't remove his gaze from Uriel, "How did Uriel find this place?"
"I do not know, but we will find out."
