Instantly Angel's hand froze as if he just touched something he shouldn't have. That noise was the last sound Angel would think for the Radio Demon to make. It sent a tingling shiver down his spine that made his whole body vibrate with desire. God, he wanted to hear it again. Wanted to see what other fun noises he could arouse from him. How could one simple sound turn him on so so badly? It was painful. He could feel his already frayed nerves beginning to shred.

With the last reminds of his willpower, Angel reluctantly removed his many hands away from Alastor, holding them up in some sort of surrender.

"You should call it a night, Smiles. You know I'm a no good lustful sinner. I don't think I can hold myself back for much longer if you keep moanin' like that."