As Mike stumbled and tried to get to his feet, Sasha watched him with the same keen level of interest a lion might afford a struggling impala. He unfurled the blankets wrapped around him and followed the other boy to a standing position, his rich brown eyes becoming their natural deep, dark red. The controller seemingly flicked itself into Sasha's hand from mid-air, and he slipped it into his back pocket for safe keeping.
"That's too bad," he said in a disappointed tone. "I like being friends with you, but there's so many things I could show you! So many ways I could touch you..."
Sasha moved a little closer. "What if I just sucked your dick? You don't have to be attracted to me for that, right?" He tilted his head to the side again, his eyes betraying the deep hunger the half-demon could feel gnawing at him inside. "All you have to do is close your eyes, lie back and I'll do all the work. Pretend I'm a really wet fleshlight if you have to. What do you think?"