With a needy whimper, Charlie pressed closer, unable to hold back from kissing Quin. He had learned from both Quin and his mother how to give and recive a proper kiss and he was a fast learner. He had heard the words lust demon, but knew nothing of them, not even if it was real or not, but it felt real despite what Quin said. The implied meaning of his desire for him being forced and fake just because of being a so called lust demon made him a little sad, though he wasn't sure if he was understanding him.<br/><br/>Charlie pulled from the kiss reluctantly . "This feels real to me." He arched his hips into Quin, then scooted up on the edge of the desk drawing Quin closer.  The pain was distant now and his tail swished across the desk. "It feels very real to me."  Snuggling him close he made a trail of nips and licks from collar bone back to his mouth. "Do I feel real to you? How do I taste?"