He lets the towel go without much fuss, moaning shamelessly at the bite and the claws. "You can fucking rip me apart," he mutters, raising his hips up towards him. He's half hard already as the towel is ripped away, just from this, and he wraps his arms around the imp to kiss him deeply, using teeth against his mouth.

The tentacle entwined with his tail tightens just a little, circling back, digging inside of his clothes to try and get them off.