Alastor leaned forward, as if he'd almost anticipated the tie being pulled like a leash... and like he'd have given in completely.

"Don't you worry your feathery little head," Alastor replied softly, belying the subtle lethality in his tone. Lightly, he touched on that soft curve on Lucifer, gently so as not to disturb it being hidden, "I'm bound to you, and you to me... I'll bite just as hard towards any reaching hands. Bound by magic and blood for good, sha."