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[The shaky exhale might've been from want or fear as those fingers tighten, and truthfully Angel's not sure himself, lips parting without protest. He holds Valentino's gaze, nodding softly, those eyes pleading to be allowed to put that mouth of his to good work. Let Val use him so long as he just drops the dangerous question and answers for a short while. If he's good enough maybe he'll earn a trip home without caching any hands. No bruises to explain. Or less bruises at least...]

F-for your pleasure, Daddy. Please Val- Lemme show you?