The teeth on his neck and the growl was enough to make Angel heady with desire. When her legs wrapped around him, he shifts his hands to help support her weight. Angel turns them and walks them across the room to the table in the middle of the room. It was vacant of any decorations, thankfully, and Angel sets her down so his hands are free. He pauses, leaning back enough to look her in the eye.

"Tell me to stop." A free out. He won't continue unless he knows that it's ok.