Repulsed would have been a gross understatement of his mood at this point.
A quick step back, followed by a short breath. He felt a tightness in his throat, and watched the other warily. How keen was this demon to get to him?
”I don’t wish any pleasure from you, nor anyone else, be they demon or otherwise. Begone, incubus.”
Why was he trying to deny him? No one denied him. He was charming, he was sly, something everyone lusted after. Getting to this priest should be no problem at all. And yet, there he stood. Unwavering and absolutely disgusted. A challenge. Suddenly, Tanori grinned and licked his lips. "You say you do not desire pleasure, but your body is telling you otherwise." He leaned in until their faces were barely cenimeters apart. "It would be a lot easier if you gave in."











