[It's nice, being pressed right close against Sänger this way, just absorbing all the heat of him, the softness of body to body. Angeal does a silent purr again, the rumble in his chest right there against Sänger's, and his arm slides around his waist.]

Well, the present is underneath all the wrapping paper, isn't it..? But don't worry, I like to reuse things. I won't tear through so carelessly.

[He slips one finger past delicate lace, follows the curve of Sänger's ass.]

So, for what you wanted to do... I just have to keep doing things as I would normally, right? [Like prep for any other bit of sex with his dick, just - further.]