[ Alastor keeps his touch gentle even as he feels muscles quivering around his digits. Exploring and mapping out that hole that had taken his shadow so well. He was almost tempted to do the same to the hole that he'd claimed. Almost.

But of course his attention had roused Lucifer to touch his tail again. Making the appendage twitch and his ears flick atop his head. Crimson eyes narrow in warning as he finally pulls his fingers free and sits back in the tub with arms loosely wrapped around the demon's waist. ]

They are simply... there. Nothing more and nothing less. [ He replied, tone turning a bit more stern. ] Would you enjoy it if your subjects pointed out how cute you are, my dear?