It's a tangle of hands, of lips and skin and knees. Human bodies can be so restrictive, so sensitive. They're something new to explore: a curiosity after millennia of intangibility.

Balthazar thinks to change vessels halfway through-see what differences it might make, but Castiel distracts him.

in other words, something really abstract and sounding like all the other angel-fic I've ever read, only with three people instead of two!

Cas getting fucked in the ass by Balthazar while Meg gives him a blowjob also works.