Stirring through his mind, Faelan could feel the effects the potion was still having on him. Everything seemed muddled, and the bond didn't do anything to help either, through the kiss he could feel how she was feeling, the warm fuzziness running through the both of them. The fuzzy muddled thoughts in his mind turned sour when he realized he'd just kissed a demon, and even though he still wanted to push himself back into the warmth of his lips, he chided himself on being an idiot. To be quite frank, it wasn't unlike when he'd gotten into the harder drugs. It was something he knew he shouldn't have been doing. But deep inside of himself, he craved more and more.<br/><br/>"Obviously I've kissed someone before Shula," he scolded, a little absurdity at the thought ringing in his tone, "Just not by a fucking demon." He realized it was useless as the bonded had seemingly flattened. She passed out before she'd even been able to realize what she was doing.<i>Great. </i>A cascade of mixed emotions ran through his mind as she laid there on his chest, and his heart thumped hard enough to feel. Despite him feeling revolted with himself for just letting himself kiss a demon, he couldn't bring himself to move in case it woke her up.<i>The fucks wrong with you, </i>he asked himself, sighing deeply as he looked at the tussle of hair laying on his chest, one of her horns pressing firmly against his skin.