[ In the quiet of the bathroom that follows after the lewd and splashing, it allows Lucifer to not only gather his mind back into itself but to flatline his thoughts for a time that he rarely ever is allowed by his own mental hauntings. Eventually, Alastor might pick up the faint sound coming from the devil on his chest, a sound like a tiny purr or a hiss. A sound of contentment, combined with the very tip of his snake-like tongue protruding from between his lips.
When he knows he can't linger in the beautiful silence and heavy feeling in his limbs, he reluctantly sits up and opens his mouth. ]
...we never bring this up outside of a private room, to no one else. Agreed? [ Not angry, not defensive, just pleasantly tired and unfortunately aware of their... situation. Nor does he offer out a hand. Not a deal, but a pact of simple mutual agreement that benefits them both. ]
In which Luci does a blep.
When he knows he can't linger in the beautiful silence and heavy feeling in his limbs, he reluctantly sits up and opens his mouth. ]
...we never bring this up outside of a private room, to no one else. Agreed? [ Not angry, not defensive, just pleasantly tired and unfortunately aware of their... situation. Nor does he offer out a hand. Not a deal, but a pact of simple mutual agreement that benefits them both. ]