come a little closer

His heart was still beating strong from his run to her, though that only sped up the rate at which the effects of the mushroom he'd accidentally ingested would hit him. As she spoke, he heard her voice echo in his ears and a light feeling take over him and draw him to her. He was loyal to his mate, even in this state of mind... though he was an ever hungry man that was certainly no stranger to such sinful behavior.

He tried to hold on to the golden heart he so desperately aimed to be able to claim he had despite his past deeds, reminding himself of his oath and his promises regardless of the way her eyes seemed to be devouring his being. The work of the mushroom made it impossible for his appreciative grin to be hidden, inky lips pulling back to display a thick row of teeth in utterly perfect formation.

Normally, he would be stern and formal- he wouldn't pay her glances any mind and he would ignore feeding into such behavior. As it was, he seemed amused by the current circumstance and caught off-guard without any real certainty on how to behave. He laughed, his athletic body seeming quite loose as it curved when he stepped back from her and almost bashfully lowered his head. His eyes found the scar on his forelimb that marked where he had taken his oath to Zuriel and he managed to regain focus. Somewhat, at least.

"Mine?" When he perked back up to his normal, prideful self he looked almost like a different person- his charming grin slowly fading through an obvious and amused smile remained.

"No, none of it is mine. I am a visitor here, as are you.. as are we all." Oh man, this was about to get deep.

"I hold this land for the demons of Ruina. I claim it for them, in honor of the Apollyon! They own this land, and through the work of my blood they will continue to do so even when I am dead." He declared, his eyes wide with fascination as he watched her aura glow from around her, light from the moon hitting reflective strands on her back in a way that his mind was distorting.

He laughed again as indistinguishable whispers ran through his ears, though only he would hear them. He stepped closer to her, his head lowering to level with her own... though that didn't seem as hard as it was with most. Damn, she really did look like she belonged here already.

"You.. wish to join Ruina? You so willingly give yourself over to demons?" A grim chuckle bubbled up his salivated throat as he looked her over.

"I never understood how they convince you guys to do it- to work for them- to follow me of all alphas." He laughed again, quietly though it was still present.

"But you DO!" His tone changed very suddenly, loud and in exclamation as his exaggerated body language only brought him closer to her- perhaps too close.

"You just come here, join up.. accept these demons as your own and fetch souls for us. I never had a choice; I was born with cursed blood, but you, you have a choice... though, I guess.. maybe I do understand. I guess, it does have its benefits. Their strength is our strength, and damn are they strong. It pays to be with ancient strength like this, so long as you keep them well-fed... otherwise, you know, the hunger drives them mad and then that drives us mad.. and then death... torment... chaos. All that, but when they are fed... we get to use the strength how we want to, so it pays off." Syllables were hissed as he slurred his speech a little, his pupils quite noticeably dilated now as he looked a little too strongly into her own eyes. For whatever reason, the urge to bite took him over and an audible snap of his jaws was given at the end of his words. He laughed at his own gesture, his weight falling on his ass clumsily and resulting in a loud thud.

When his laughter subsided it seemed he was coming to a realization that something was off, the way he was feeling was not normal. He wasn't a stranger to being unable to control himself when at the mercy of his fragile mind and the fucked up chemistry within- though these outside chemicals were giving him a totally new and unfamiliar feeling. He had no idea what was going on with him, but he was starting to look at her in suspicion. Was it her? Was she a demon causing him to behave without a mask- without a filter.. and.. why did the thought only make him laugh more? Mad laughter filled the air as he continued to look at her and he gave up all inhibitions on figuring out this little puzzle. Perhaps she was a demon, how interesting would that be? He was truly at her mercy, hardly able to keep his own self upright on this little trip his mind was going through.

”Unless, of course.. you’re already one of them. Who are you? ...what are you?” His curiosity leaked through in his words, his voice rumbling quieter than before as he awaited her answer with wide eyes and perked ears, ready to fully accept whatever this demoness so happened to declare.