It's too easy. Laughably easy. He sees her blush and can almost taste the energy she's giving off. He's toying with her, wanting to prolong this to make it last as long as possible. He wants more. He wants all of it.

Chuckling again, the laughter different than what she might have heard of him before; it sounds like Yu, but there's something off about it. Not quite right. He removes his hand from hers and places a single clawed finger on her mouth.

"Shhhhh. Don't worry. You've done an admirable job of that so far."

He wasn't even thinking like a human anymore. Purposefully pushing all of her buttons to get a reaction? Maybe. Did he desire her? Oh definitely. He'd claim her for his own, Soul and all.

He utters a few words in a language he's never heard before, but it seems to pathetically easy now. Yukiko's lips will feel even hotter as he removes it, binding her in place. Yet she's lucky...the spell should have worked her in full, but he's still young in his powers. Lowering her again, he raises his wings into the air, hiding the moon as he kneels, this time placing his lips to hers. They are far more enticing than he would have thought them. It's not a kiss from a friend, or even a lover. Somehow, there's lust behind it, a terrible dark violence that needs to be stopped, if she values her life.

It's a kiss of death.

He's already slipping right into the darkness, caught in the moment. Just a few more seconds, and her Soul will be His forever.