1/...something.
[It takes a second for his lust-fogged mind to register what she said, and when he does he's left staring, mute and disbelieving.]
You -- you want me to... [he swallows, both because he probably actually will hurt her and then she'll freak and oh gods this can only end in terrible]
[But also... the buried Mazoku side of him stirs at the request, and he finds it something less than disgusting. Those feelings rise up occasionally and scare the hell out of him, but this time it's different, more intimate, more dangerous.]