The likelihood would be a sliver of the desire and teasing the succubus tried for. A promise could hang in the air of it and he would have her do tricks before he let her taste of his flame- that was unless he felt he needed an energy boost of his own, but then, there were unleashed demons he could feed the fires with should he wish it. An endless blazing flame still needed to be fed, only not in the manner of which the others lusted to be filled.
Kennet gave her no joy or amusement in even the smallest of reactions to her slow and studied pace. The black garment stayed offered for a moment before his lips offered a smirk of amusement. Waving his hand in front of the leather and net outfit, it disappeared from her hand and wrapped itself onto her body. "That is better, is it not?" Kennet turned away from her. "Now that you are clothed, you are free to wander as long as you are done with your work. Have a good night, Naamah."