Contrary to popular belief, daemons weren't always all wham-bam-thank-you-man. Adriel, for one, liked the long game, liked to draw it out. That way, at the end, when his target was so prettily<i>begging</i>him for more, the victory was that much sweeter. Virgins always were so lovely to debauch and wreck.<br/><br/>That evening, the wine was flowing, the food was good and Adriel was rather content to be pressed up against Skyler. He let one hand trail lightly over the human's hand, feeling Sky jump and tremble. After the food was all gone and they were in the thick of the movie, he dared to let his hand dance along Sky's thigh.<br/><br/>When they got to the sex scene, Adri ramped things up and turned his attention to Skyler's neck. He kissed the brunet's pulse, feeling it flutter wildly.<br/><br/>At the end of the night, he had Sky a panting, breathless mess. The young man was hard in his jeans, his eyes dark, innocence warring with want and arousal.<br/><br/>Adri eventually pulled back, reluctance scattered across his face. "I want you. Oh, trust me, I want you so badly right now, but we should take things slow," he explained. To show Sky how much, he took his hand and pressed it against his cock. "See what you do to me?"<br/><br/>He felt a thrill at Sky's blush.  "Another night, gorgeous."<br/><br/>Reluctantly, he got up and departed, retiring to his own flat.