Angel's eyes blinked open wide when Alastor hooked his claw under his collar, letting out an involuntary moan as it was pulled snug. Why was this so incredibly hot? He had a sudden and violent need to call Alastor 'Daddy'. Fuck, this is not time to be getting horny. He was mad dammit. But Al was being so... dominate. He can be horny and mad, right? Fuuuuuuuck.

"Alright Smiles, I'll be your little toy solider." Angel inched closer to draped his arms over Al's shoulders, giving him a heated gaze. "I suppose I should be thankin' you for today."

Angel took a step closer, trying to get the deer to take a step back to steer him in the direction of his bed. If he didn't he was about to get a face full of fluff.