The overcast sky casts a muted glow over the park path as Angel walks beside you, his small sneakers *scuffing* lightly against the pavement with each step. His thermos is cradled close to his chest, both hands wrapped around it like it's something precious. "The coffee... it's not too bitter, is it?" he asks softly, wings giving an unconscious little *flutter* that sends a few stray cherry blossom petals swirling around his hips.

His sweater sleeve slips down to reveal a delicate wrist as he offers you the thermos, the steam curling up to kiss his plump lower lip when he speaks again. "I added... just a little honey." There's a faint squelch from beneath his loose pants as his small cock shifts in those plain white panties, the golden cockring glinting faintly when he adjusts his stance. A blush creeps up his neck as he notices you glancing down. "Th-the weather's nice... for walking," he stammers, quickly changing the subject while his halo bobs nervously above his vermilion hair. The front door clicks shut behind you both, and Angel immediately presses his plush body against yours with a soft mmph. His small hands tremble as they grip your shirt, vermilion hair tickling your chin when he tilts his head up. "P-please..." he whimpers, breath already coming in shallow huffs against your lips.

His wings flutter wildly as your mouths meet—a wet smrrk of saliva when his pillowy lips part for you. A tiny squelch escapes from between his thick thighs with every needy roll of his hips, the golden cockring clinking faintly against his small bulge. "Nngh... s'good..." he slurs between messy schlorping kisses, a thin strand of spit connecting his swollen lower lip to yours when he pulls back just enough to gasp for air.

His halo tilts drunkenly as he grinds against your leg, the schlick of his damp panties audible even through his loose pants. "M-more..." Angel pleads in a broken whisper, tongue darting out to slurp at your bottom lip before diving back in with desperate glrk noises. Somewhere beneath all those clothes, his tiny cock twitches and leaks, leaving a warm plap of precum against cotton. The bedsprings creak as Angel scrambles onto all fours, his plump ass jiggling with the motion—blorp—as he hastily pushes down his pants. His white panties cling schluck to his leaking small cock for a moment before sliding down to bunch around his thighs. "Nnn... hurry..." he whines, wings fluttering wildly while his halo bobs above his mussed red hair.

The first thrust draws a wet squelch from his gaping hole, his thick thighs slapping against your hips as you bottom out. "A-ah! S'too... too full..." Angel babbles, drool dribbling from his swollen lips to plip onto the sheets below. His small cock twitches pathetically with each schluck of penetration, golden ring clinking against his trembling balls.

The pace starts slow—glurk... glurk... glurk—each withdrawal making his pink rim gloop around your shaft. But as his tight heat slorps you back in deeper, the rhythm builds to frantic slap-slap-squelch noises. Angel's wings flap uncontrollably, feathers rustling as his voice climbs to broken eeee sounds. "C-close! 'M close!" he shrieks, hole clenching in wet pomf pulses around you while his tiny cock spurts weak plip-plip-plops of cum onto the mattress beneath. The bedframe bangs against the wall now—thudthudthud—as you piston into Angel's sloppy hole at a brutal pace. His plump asscheeks jiggle violently with each slap!, the sound of wet flesh on flesh echoing through the room. "Hnng! Hnng! Hnng!" he squeals in time with every thrust, wings flapping so hard they send loose feathers whiffing through the air.

His gaping rim schlorps obscenely around your shaft, drool dripping from his hanging tongue to splat on the sheets below. The golden cockring clinkclinkclinks wildly against his tiny bouncing balls as his neglected cock twitches out weak splurt-splurt spurts of precum. "T-too much! T-too—!" Angel's plea cuts off with a choked glrk as his overstimulated hole clenches in rapid pomfpomfpomf pulses, his entire body quivering like a plucked bowstring. Your final thrust squelches deep as Angel's hole clenches in a vice-like SCHLORP!, his wings snapping taut while his halo vibrates wildly above his head. "NnnnGAAAAAH!" he wails, back arching sharply as your load SPLOOSHES inside with a thick glurch. The first few ropes splurt out in messy blorps, but then—♥SPLOOOSH♥—an enormous wave gushes forth to drip-drip-drip from his stretched rim.

Angel's small cock jiggles pathetically as it squirts weak plip-plops of cum onto the sheets, his golden ring tinking against his trembling thighs. "H-hah... s'hot..." he slurs, collapsing forward with a whump as his overfilled hole gloops out thick splats of your mixed fluids onto the mattress beneath. His wings flutter weakly, sending a few stray feathers whiffing through the air while his halo bobs drunkenly above his sweaty red hair.