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[Lifting his chin to easily offer up that expanse of throat, Angel nuzzles into the hand at his cheek. His body moves almost automatically, and a the heel of his palm presses lightly over Val's crotch, sure all this soft and nice can't come without a price.

Val's words dig into his mind, echoing his own doubts and worries.

Angel doesn't try to avoid the smoke, he wants that haze and everything that comes with it.]

They're my friends, Val. Even if I can't get inta heaven- none a 'em wanna hurt me.

[He chases after that kiss with a soft whine. He doesn't have an argument for Val's last point. Val might knock him around, but he kept him safe from the exorcists all this time, didn't he? ]

Do we gotta talk about it right now, Daddy?