She was tight, and hot. She felt divine. But her gasp and unshed tears ripped at Pestilence. He stilled his movements, giving her body time to adjust. After a moment, he felt her back relax and he began to move within her. He kissed her, then; running his hands over her perfect body. Closing his eyes he could almost imagine that this was what Uriel would feel like, but he opened them again. It wasn't fair to Angela to have him thinking of another. Reaching his hand between them, he rubbed her again, hoping that it would taker her mind off any pain and hopefully help her enjoy it.