For a woman of Zephyra's height, she was considerably easy to hold. He expected the woman to weigh so much more than she did - but when he lifted her, it was as though he held a delicate bird in his hands....and it made her that much more attractive for him.
You see, Dagon had a bit of a thing for small women since he had become a large hulk of a man. Once upon a time he was 'normal' - and even then, he was large for his species. Built more like a half hybrid of a Golem and a Vampire - he had felt ashamed of his new body for so long that he had forgotten what it was like to even touch someone this close.
The best part was how she looked at him with delicate eyes that didn't shy away from any part of his body - but especially his scarred face which he found grotesque...and yet, she looked at him so gently and like he wasn't a monster in the first place. It refreshed the soul that had been hidden away in him for so many centuries.
