The demon had an expression that many people would dread to see. It was almost predatory, if it weren't worn by such a lovely face. His lips were smiling but his eyes were cold, and he eased Soren back against the couch, touching the blonde's boxers only faintly, making them simply... be gone. They would be found under Soren's bed later, if the mage decided to look.
"You want what I have to offer, but you're not sure how far you're willing to go to get it. I won't harm you unless you ask directly. I will only go as far as you're willing to push me. But beyond that, you will not think of anyone but me."
He whispered the blonde's name mentally, loudly enough for the mage to hear it.
"What do you desire?" His own pants disappeared, leaving him bare.