His stomach, which had leaped in worry, plunged back down in relief. Devil though he was, to exert force in something like this would put him right on the level of the worst people down here, and that wasn't where he wanted to be, vindicating his heavenly detractors and their decisions.

So with another kiss his way, he leaned into it and let himself enjoy things again. Really, if you told him months ago he'd be suckin' face with Alastor, he'd have laughed until he hacked out a lung.

"Now, Bambi... you're sounding like you like me or somethin'. What a curious revelation to this little juice box."