Quin tilted his head, allowing Charlie better access to his neck. "I'm a lust demon..." he spoke softly as his hands moved gently to the boy's hips. "Which means..." he turned them so the young fox's rump was pressed to the edge of the desk, Quin's growing erection pressing gently into the younger male's, "...everything. The smell, the taste, the touch." his lips brushed ever so slightly against Charlie's as he spoke, eyes locked with an intense hunger, "Is all because of what I am. None of it is real."