Being pinned and forced by the demon was nothing new, especially with his abilities. Of course it was still gross but when it came to the goal being to escape and to get what he wanted he would do it and play along, whimpering like the defiled being he played the part of. “No please no...” He begged in a wispy voice that always seemed to get demons only more determined. The goal of course was to distract the one pinning him, his eyes locked with the the sight and he couldn’t tear them away. Despite the filth and clear torment the creature before him had gone through he was still so beautiful it was impossible to look away. He was taken with the man that was his mirror reflection right away even as he realized that the other couldn’t in fact see him...<br/><br/>What an interesting turn of events and one he would have to keep in mind as his brain was trying to work out a plan on how to free the other from the bindings or at least keep this place to himself. It didn’t matter, the angel would be his and no other outcome was welcome. He tried to wiggle out of the grasp but knew it might be a losing battle, “I’m not him, I’m naughty I swear...” He said with a mock pout as he knew he needed to push to the moment the other was vaulnerable. Or well... till he did the deed and lost interest. Sometimes speeding up the process helped so he tried to slide down to his knees to encourage the demon to use his mouth and not waste his time with anything else. The more pent up and desperate he was the faster they could wrap this up.