When she placed her head on his chest he pulled her closer to him and smiled to himself. It was strangely satisfying that he was able to lay here like this, and he almost wished this moment could last forever. Realistically it could never last forever per say; she was a human and he was a demon, she was mortal and he was immortal. Eventually she would grow old and die and he would live on in hopes of finding the next woman who made him feel like this. And he had high doubts about that considering he has lived centuries without this kind of â€˜loveâ€™ from any human or demon alike. And while he still might not know how to truly express his love he was happy that she felt comfortable around his somewhat odd behavior. If it was even odd to begin with, rather it felt odder to him than anything, he wondered if she did find him odd.<br/><br/>He was a demon so it would not surprise him. Either way, this moment was one he was enjoying. Deziel did not feel tired, but he would stay with her until she woke up, feeling her warmth against his. Demons were naturally a higher body temperature than humans so he probably felt hot to her but yet she still snuggled against him like this. It was so intriguing.<br/><br/>Humans were so strange with the things that satisfied them; some were so simple and others made him want to tear their throats out without a second thought. His patience with them has become rather limited over the years and he could not help but find it amazing that he was here with Elizabeth now. He pulled her a bit closer, fully embracing her, wondering if his warmth made her comfortable. If it did not he would certainly ease his grip and pull away a bit. He wanted to keep her satisfied â€“which reminded him that he needed to renew the binding spell that ensured she could not leave. If only he could be like his father and use his mindâ€¦ But that was a trait uncommon amongst most â€˜averageâ€™ demons anyway.<br/><br/>And speak of the devil. Suddenly he felt a terrible headache coming on that made him suddenly release her and sit up. Deziel knew immediately that his father had been watching him from the shadows and decided to give him another little â€˜warningâ€™. When he looked at his hands, he noticed he had a nosebleed and immediately went into the bathroom, being careful not to wake Elizabeth, and took care of it. His head was pounding but he did his best to ignore it. But to no avail. His father was just too strong for him, and he knew exactly whyâ€¦ what his father then said to him was not exactly a lie, just then.<br/><br/>â€œI told you to stop playing with your food,â€ the deep voice of his father filled his mind and he could feel his anger swell up again. His father fed off anger, and as much as Deziel tried to fight it off his father continued to get inside his mind. â€œI see youâ€™ve become weak, allowing yourself to love a human. So pathetic. Whatâ€™s next? Are you planning to fuck her? Go right ahead, Iâ€™ll enjoy telling the others how weak my son is while I literally tear you limb from limb.â€<br/><br/>Deziel tried to speak back, but his father didnâ€™t even give him the chance, vanishing right after he got done saying what he wanted to say. That would not be the last he would see of him and he almost feared what he would do if he got his hands on Elizabeth. In a blind rage, Deziel clenched his fist and punched the mirror above the sink as hard as he could.