He gently moves along with the demon, fingers curled over the back of his shoulders again, drinking in those words as no one else would say them. As no one ever could. He holds the demon, not in demanding grip, but beckoning. Welcoming.

"Oh..." The breathes out, eyes always closed. "I love you. I adore you." Pointed with a gentle pull against himself. "You're more than I could ever wish for."