The pastor slipped his hands underneath Yamanakis shirt; tugging the fabric up enough to expose his stomach. There he left several more kisses; trailing his lips ever lower to expose his plans. Issac, even drugged, wouldn’t force the demon. He would, however, get as close as he could before stopping to tease the man and see if he had enough willpower to truly stop.<br/><br/>Issac had just unzipped the demons jeans and kissed the growing bulge before he casually slipped away and sighed. “I guess I can stop.” Issac pouted; half stumbling away and to his room. “You know where to find me if you change your mind.”