Klaus crosses his legs in the most relaxed-looking pose possible, laying on his back, and resting his head in his palm with the most indifferent of looks on his face. His rapier still points at Richie's neck, until he withdraws it, setting it an arm's length away by his side, and now sitting naked before the dangerously horny human without a care in the world. His expression flickers to one of sympathy at Richie's words, putting on a gentler, but still decisive tone. "A shame, truly, that you hold your own life in such low regard. I've surely seemed both arrogant and ignorant in response to your struggles, and I can't say I understand, but to be so easily ready to take your own life? A tragedy, genuinely, but one that can be changed and corrected with only a bit of empathy. I don't have the right to say I know you, but I don't think any version of Richie, human realm or otherwise, would be able to live with himself for raping anything, much less a demon. I wouldn't stop you, but that's not consent. I can give you the relief of pleasure you need, but you'll gain no relief with yourself like this. I've been poor to you, but I can promise, just as I promised before, that you'll gain the self-worth that you so deserve if you put your faith for only a moment in my work. Slaves here are happy. It seems hard to believe, but demons aren't quite what you've always anticipated them to be. Regardless of everything and anything, I'm your family now, and am willing to lower myself to your needs and wants to make you love yourself like you should."
[Any kind of persuasion check I can make here or no?]
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