"I like all kinds'a stuff, baby," Angel purrs back, relaxing in a way that has his weird long spider leggies all across Iggy's lap. "Just cause I don't wanna bust my ass doin' kinky shit don't mean I hate it. When it's good, it's real good, yaknow?"

Then he just sort of blankfaces at Iggy as he rambles -- Labyrinth is after his time, but he knows movies. "Sounds dumb as fuck. But maybe you're right. Or it's Purgatory. Is Purgatory real?"

All four of those arms are waved around as Angel laughs, leaning back on one set of elbows and crossing the other set. "Their loss. Makes gangbangs so much easier. Nobody feelin' left out with all these babies. And nah, not unless you count takin' 20 dicks in 20 minutes a power."