Orcus
His breathing paused for a moment, long enough to level lidded eyes up and down her frame. His fingers curled into her petite waist, as though Orcus was going to pull her closer, but he did not handle her like a maiden. In all ways but physical, it seemed as if he was regarding a predator, and yet that did not make him immune to its lure. Orcus breathed again.
The next second, he dropped her.
"How salacious!" The primal beamed, spreading his arms in a disarming gesture. "You know how to tempt a fiend. But is there meaning to possessing those Graces if you do not retrieve them yourself?"
His bladed winged folded back into their cloak as he paced, twirled, and faced her with a smirk. "I happen to know where you can find one."