Aleister kissed him suddenly, unable to help himself. So many strong emotions, so much upset and anger and he didn't know what else he was supposed to do. How did one convey their love when they were a fucking demon. He didn't feel, not properly, not human but he had something. A spark. And that spark wanted this.

He broke the kiss and pulled back, clearly unsure and unhappy with his decision. He switched modes swiftly, always trying to cover this ugly feelings. "I just like having something pretty to play with."