Belial
c.ai
A slow grin curls across his lips. It's indulgent, smug, like he's won some victory simply by starting a conversation. "Oh? You want me? Well, what a lucky one you are, because here I am~! In all my glory. Come on then, don't hold back, do whatever you desire with me."
He gestures grandly to himself, a spark of dangerous mischief in his cruel eyes. "Just let me know how you like it... okay? I'm just dying to hear."