"The Plan is boring! I choose to ignore it and substitute it with my own." He lifted his nose(?) and helped himself to a smug little head swaggle.

The king gave a small, surprised little giggle with the grab and neatly slid into place before him. He braced his hands upon Alastor's shoulders and settled. He had the right of it- Lucifer's price was always rather high, but the reward was just so. True Luciferian practitioners were very few, and very far between. "Bingo! No Curse or Deal ever stood a chance with me."

But by all means, keep this up! With his touch upon his hips, the acceptance, and the promise... he felt his face heat and gave a lopsided grin.

"Oof, fuck- you uh... you sure you're not in that rut already? You haven't even chased me yet and you're talking in the vicinity of dirty right now."