Angel stared down at the swirl of green magic. That sight of it gave him slight trepidation being burned in the past but deals and contracts. Not that he thought Alastor was trying to screw him over. It would be Alastor that would be getting the short end of this deal if what he said was true, no other fine print. If Alastor decided not to hold up his end of the bargain, the magic would force him. That thought sort of felt like surrendering his free will which didn't sit well with the starlet. Forcing people just wasn't his style. He wanted Alastor to be free to make his own choice. Something he wished he was given.

Angel shook his head gently batting away the glowing hand. "I don't need no stinkin' Deal. I don't want you to be bound to me by voodoo. I want you to choose to be with me. I trust you'll keep your promise. Although..." Angel's hands lowered to rest on Alastor's thighs as he leans in with a small smirk and a glitter in his eyes. "... if ya want to do something to make it official... How about a kiss to seal the deal?"