"I guess I could call it lucky- it's good power to draw from. But some days you get some weeeeird stuff." Let's ignore the letter asking for some of his used bath water. Let's never, ever bring it up and keep that buried.

Besides, that's an arm around the waist. He eased against him, but his hand lay against his chest very briefly before quickly shifting to the shoulder. Blink and you miss it.

The kiss was gentle and stirred the blood. Practice... ah... of course. Practice always made perfect. Lucifer lingered and brought that hand down from his ear to the back of his head. With a fond touch of deep red between his fingers, he eased into another kiss.

Such a surprise to see him initiate... who was he to refuse? He could help himself whenever he wanted...

"...Is that a request, Bambi...? Do you want offerings...?"