'Sir' was good- expected, of course, but it still pleased him to hear. While it was still far too early to tell what sort of person this Cas would be once they got started, he was perfectly obedient thus far. Unbelievably, there were plenty of people who would approach him and then act like they were entitled to some sort of special treatment.

Loki personalized his evening as time passed. Planning too far ahead was pointless.

He did know where they were going firstly, however. The VIP room was the furthest room down the hallway as they reached the top of the stairs, a little golden plaque on the door indicating as much. He led them to another room a few doors down on the right, one he rented out whenever he was inclined to visit.

"I will prepare you for the evening in here. I hope you aren't terribly attached to any of those clothes."

He turned briefly toward Cas with a shark-line grin, then pulled a key out of one pocket to unlock and open the door. Stepping inside, he then gestured for the other man to enter as well. The room was dimly lit, not terribly extravagant, but possessed what one might expect in a hotel room. There was a bed in the center, a couch to one side and a desk to the other. The most striking difference was the array of sexual devices and toys spread out out over a table near the wardrobe.

This place was always well-equipped.

"Strip."