"If you're worried, you can always give them more tribute!" Alastor chuckled, resting a hand on Lucifer's hip. "But in this case, I'm the one asking for help, so it's my rapport that matters~"

This was a nice distraction from frustrating thoughts. Lucifer was excitable, silly, curious - all appropriate traits. Alastor would reward him with a kiss on that pale white neck, cleaned of the blood he'd been soaked in earlier. The red blood looked good on Lucifer, like an elegant painting. But he also quite enjoyed the flush of gold under the skin when he could make Lucifer squirm - that was his favorite game.