Valken rolled out his tongue to smell the air around Jameson, " Funny.. I've never taken you for the homosexual. Regardless I suppose it'll make it a little easier for me to take you sexually...so I suggest you watch your back." Valken put is tongue back in his mouth and it dawned on him that he was simply an' agitation for the sake of agitating. Generally this is the kind of behavior prepubescent Fiend boys would do, in which case the father would stomp on their shoulders until they'd behave. But because the agitation was of another species it must not be the regarded in the same way. Still, he knew what he was and there was only one way he knew how to deal with agitations.
He heard Cassandras voice behind him and his ears curled backwards at her. "I am not a man. I am a demon...or a male.. but not a man. Don't degrade me in front of the agitation, please."
Slowly Valken moved away, the cloak that he wore concealed his movements and his body. Like a servant he rested on his heels beside Cassandra and waited for any sort of movement. It may seem that Valken is playing pet towards Cassandra and he supposes that's what it would look like to outsiders. But by what he learned in his culture, females are different from males and thus should be regarded differently than other males. Frankly it's no different than the idea of chivalry except while humans have a patriarchal society, Fiends actually have more of a matriarchal culture who mostly decide all the rules. In fact, there is a dead volcano where Valken stayed to learn about his race for many years and he found that it was mostly segregated by gender. The fiend males were on the ceiling of the volcano, and the females were on the floor. The only instance where they are together is if a couple were ready to be together and they would live with the female on the floor only to sleep, eat, and raise children together. If the taken male had to do any other tasks then he would have to go on the ceiling to do it. 

But this is not the warm confines of the dead volcano.