Did he crave heat? Astaroth's for sure yet he wasn't fool enough to outright admit such an obvious want. She could see for herself just how needy and wanton he was for her in his gestures and heated green gaze. The god sipped his drink and cocked his head slightly to the side.

"I enjoy chasing down my prey either in wolf form or the form I present to you now. Yet, I always relish in taking what I want once I get it."

His eyes flashed playfully, as he leaned closer so that his body was near pressed up against Astaroth's. A hand coming up to reach up and touch her soft hair only lightly.