"Hah! Any fly on the wall would assume somehow that you're even less familiar with intimacies than I am. Have confidence, you know better than I do what we're doing," Alastor encouraged, tipping up Lucifer's chin with a finger.

It was a funny admission, honestly, to confess he was completely winging it right now. But things like this really weren't unlike dancing... following the rhythm and the instinct couldn't really go that wrong.