"I’m enjoying this way too damn much to stop now. And you seem to be as well~" That smirk only grew as he moved to slide both hands over the wings before leaning close enough to whisper. "Hey, you said you’d been saving your appetite. Maybe I have too."
To emphasize the point, or perhaps to take it literally, he moved to ever so not slightly bite down on the reaper’s wing.
Gig all but shuddered, still trying to keep up the angry glare but he was definitely weakening to the others’ charms. Charm of being a goddamn little shit. He’d just decided to pull back a fist to give him a good punch to his face, when the fucker went and bit down, causing the God to jerk roughly and give a shout.
"Fucking damn it—! S-Seriously, they’re not…not fucking chew toys—!!”