"Well, well. I would never be so gauche as to steal your wheel of brie from you. But with an invite to come over for lunch... that's quite a different story," Alastor hummed in amusement.

The King really did yearn for touch, it seemed. He wanted to be desired, didn't he... he didn't understand the feeling, nor was he certain he could meet a carnal desire, but for the first time in his centuries of existence he was interested in giving it a try.

"If the door is open, why, I'll be tempted to gobble up the whole thing at once."