"You're just behaving so very well now. . . Is that all I have to do? Grab you by the throat, and you become putty in my hands?" His grip tightened a bit more with a smirk. A quick little flick of the wrist took care of lubrication for both himself and Ty, and. . . well, he's certainly not wasting any time with being slow or gentle. He knew how Ty liked it, and he was more than happy to oblige the demon's love for roughness.