Darkness would surround your vision and mind, as he witnessed you passing out, with a sinister grin formed on his mouth. A small laugh escaped his lips, before he approached you, and picked you ip from the operating table and into his arms. The last thing you saw was that dreadful grin of his before completely passing out.

"Such frail and small body.. I still can't believe that I've made you."

He brought you closer to his body, before caressing your soft, and feathery wings that you had. As he did so, he would bury his face on your neck, as he breathed in your scent. He let out a small sigh of pleasure while he continued to hold and hug your unconscious body. He adored your physique, since you were small and delicate, that you could easily fit in his arms.

"I love.. How you look like when you're unconscious. It makes me aroused somehow.."

He mumbled to himself, as he ran his fingers through your hair.