That was what Cole wanted, for Chris to be unable to escape from Cole in any form, whether it be physically or mentally. Moving closer, he brushed his lips against Chris's, teasing him to try to reach out and grab the affection that Cole was willing to give him. "I know you are," he said easily and it was the truth. He knew Chris was trying to give in despite his better judgement. "You're doing so good. It'll feel much better when you accept everything I give you. You know that."

Seeing Chris fight over him twisting his memories was definitely a heady feeling. He wanted more from Chris and he wanted to see him struggle more despite wanting to inevitably see him give in and become his. It was definitely exhilarating and he wanted to keep going. "It was never Bianca that you thought of so dearly. It was me, Chris. It's always been me," he said and the tone of his voice changing to something that was filled with nothing but love for the whitelighter in front of him. "I love you, Chris, and you love me. You know that I mean the world to you and that I only want to help you. You've always known, but you were afraid. You found her and used her to hide your feelings for me to the point where you thought they were real, but you know better than that now. You know this is how it's meant to be, just you and me."