"I shall consider it my duty to grant your wish with all the power of my being, little master. Now...Am I allowed to inquire as to your name? And there is also the matter of where you wish the seal of our contract to be placed upon your body..."
Dominic relaxed slightly as the demon moved away and straightened up, gazing up at him wearily when he was asked about his name. Well, if he had now already agreed to enter a contract with the slightly creepy, somewhat annoying man, then he might as well tell him his name. The former seemed to be more idiotic than the other, now when he thought about it, so the latter probably wouldn't matter. Or at least, so he hoped. He couldn't help but feel that something here was amiss, even if he couldn't put his fingers on what.
"My name's Dominic Rintarou..." he said wearily, still finding this man to be really strange. How in the world would he be able to grant him this wish? It sounded so silly, he had to keep himself from laughing cynically. Yet he couldn't help but somehow believe him either. Maybe it was something about the air of... mysticisms and power that the man emitted, or maybe it was just the fact that Dominic was at his wits end... he didn't know. He honestly didn't know what made him agree to this at all. "Just-"
"The neck or behind the ear is a common spot..."
Dominic was never able to finish whatever he had been about to say, since Belial moved closer to him again and gently brushed his hand against his cheek. The touch had been tender, barely even touching him... and yet it sent shivers down the teenage boys spine. It wasn't necessarily a bad sort of shiver- though it did freak him out slightly. W-would he please stop invading my personal space?! Damn creep! Dominic thought to himself, his yaw tightening slightly as he glared at Belial.
"Although it seems your hair lacks the length necessary to conceal it. Another area it may be easy to conceal -depending on how often you expose yourself and your manner of dress- would be perhaps near your hip bone-"
Dominic's glare became sharper and he considered pushing the man away, though at second thought he realized he probably had little chance of managing to do so. Even if the pink haired loon looked rather slender, Dominic wasn't really the strong sort of person. Honestly, he looked pretty meek. Indeed it was true that he could defend himself if he absolutely had to- at least most of the time, but he definitely wasn't good in direct combat.
"-but if you don't mind it being seen by others then something simple such as below one of your collarbones would also suffice..."
"W-would you please stop acting like some sort of perverted creep? I d-don't appreciate having my personal space invaded..." the redhead said coldly, starting to sound and look somewhat impatient, "As for the mark, does it really matter where you put it? Just put it wherever!"
(I'll start working on the rest of the replies now. ^^)