[ belial smiles faintly when sandalphon glares at him, his crimson eyes tired yet gleaming. by now his pupils have shrunk back to their normal size, the slits making his eyes look all the more catlike; or perhaps a serpent would be a better comparison, given his treacherous personality. ]

I never would've imagined that you'd be such a slut. You act like a prude but deep down you're almost as bad as me, heh. [ belial laughs a deceptively sift laugh, fingertips finding their way to the small of sandalphon's back, stopping there as though he's considering whether or not he can go further down without getting a punch to the jaw. ]

I'm sure you think you're satisfied with just this, but I think you'll come back for more.

[ the floodgates have been opened. the summon gave him a craving for surrendering his free will over to someone else and that sweet bliss of mindless obedience; he already came to him once to reenact a traumatic experience and belial doubts he'll want to stop there. he'll probably spend countless nights with his hand between his legs, getting himself off to the memory but simply reliving it in his head won't be close enough to the real thing. ]