"All thanks to many, many years of diligent practice," Frederick smiled in amusement, leaning closer as Lucifer's claws ran over him. His skin didn't goosebump, didn't prickle - hair was just a part of his glamour, his skin was otherwise perfectly smooth - but it did tingle with pleasant sensation of touch, merciful touch.

"And you have always impressed," Frederick added in a soft tone, bringing their faces together to seek out a kiss, touching lips as if it were a question despite having all of the confidence in his demeanor. It was important to be polite, after all.