Despite Ursalo's threats he was careful with his claws as he helped Jera undress, not wanting to tear through the material or accidentally cut through skin. As fun as it might be to see Jera walk around naked, it was a private fantasy meant only for himself, and it seemed the elf agreed with that sentiment.<br/><br/>Jera then rolled his hips, pressing his hardness pointedly into Ursalo's stomach and the demon laughed again.<br/><br/>In the next moment he had Jera on the ground, the positions changed so quickly that the stars above whirled in Jera's vision. The demon settled himself against the open cradle of Jera's legs, the smoothness of his lower stomach pressing against the elf's erection. Ursalo had not yet slipped himself from his protective slit but the opening grew wider with every passing moment.<br/><br/>"A<i>reward</i>," Ursalo said, elongating the word teasingly. Looming above Jera like this, the demon's face was cast in shadow, only his glowing eyes and grinning teeth visible. And they looked hungry, "what sort of reward do you desire?"