"Bind me tightly, so that you're all mine, too," Alastor grinned, eyes and even teeth aglow as his magic thrummed at the pleasant pinch of claws on him.

With a little flourish of his free hand, a little spark of green as he summoned a few items into his closed palm, Alastor's smirk broadened, the veves and stitching glowing around him.

"Do we have a Deal?"

Alastor asked, leaning even closer as he opened his palm - upon them rested a pair of black rings, each with a vivid ruby line going straight through the middle of them, shadows still dancing off of them from where Alastor had kept them tucked away in his little void.