He doesn't know your name. Which is a problem on itself...having had a run in with Constantine, he knows that a Demon's name is something rather important for control, for protection, defense...

He just hadn't thought it would come with him being a target.

Undoing a cult had required some assistance when it came to be that the cultists had successfully dabbled in the occult, he had gotten some guidance from the man that smelt like alcohol, how to undo the openings, the gates for your kin to freely roam, so on...

No more messes, and especially no more sacrifices.

But even after the case was closed and he had managed to achieve rest...he felt drained. Lacking energy, maybe it was the things he's seen, maybe it was emotional.

But no. Because he awoke in the middle of the night, a heavy weight on his chest, he can't breathe, he's suffocating, and all he can see in the dark is the reflection from the moonlight off your eyes, atop him.

He's been latched on. He can't move. Talking felt forced, hard "G-get off"