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A greedy smile curled the corners of the demon's mouth as he continued to watch his quarry. The man really was a sight to see, sprawled out across the mattress, limbs becoming tangled among the bedsheets as he squirmed lightly in his sleep. It was quickly becoming clear to Mephisto exactly what type of dream Julian was experiencing; if the moans, light sheen of sweat covering his body, and -Mephisto noted with interest- noticeable erection were any indication.

But what was this? Along with the feeling of arousal he could sense emanating from the man he also felt a multitude of other emotions: sadness, regret, longing, envy, and jealousy. All of this pain was teeming just under the surface. "Ah, I see." Mephisto said to himself. This was what plagued the man, he had seen it flicker across his face occasionally as he watched him from afar. It appeared often when Julian was at work: the look of someone who yearned for something that was just out of reach.

Mephisto headed over to Julian's bed and knelt down next to it, he reached out and lightly, carefully touched Juilan's face with a long finger. He trailed it lower, down to the side of his neck and across his clavicle. He looked up at Julian and was slightly surprised to see that his eyes were open a little. Did his ministrations wake him? Or did he unconsciously sense the demon's presence? "Do not worry, I mean you no harm..." Mephisto said softly.