"Can you not, O best beloved?" he asks, stopping his gnawing to cuddle in, eyes falling shut against Iago's hair. "Well, so that you yourself move and enfold me along with your cunning, and don't leave me parched and withered with the lacking, I will be well content. Very well," he adds, dropping a slow kiss to his neck.
Ack! Blargh. ETA: Xel says he can totally do exorcisms. It would hurt a bit, but he can do them. He can so do them. No problem. Simple as anything. Easy as pie. Easy as pie with a pre-made crust and the filling out of a can.