The way the other clung to him brought a smile to the archangels lips. He was human that was true but from just looking at him Lucifer knew he could have some fun. The other was mouldable, someone he could control and bring to his side with relevant ease. He knew it was wrong but that was where the fun was. The fun was in the fact the other was clinging to him, clinging to him for stability and he was going to use it.

A almost sadistic smile lifts the corners of his lips as he looks down at the other. ❝ Oh i am plenty sure. It’s so much more fun when you put your mind to it. ❞ Each word spoken with a husk showing just how much enjoyment he got from suffering. He was the devil though. It was who he was.

_{it was more than just stability. it was having someone there for him. a rarity most days and something he wanted every day. lucifer was just the way he was going to get what he wanted. right now, he had him, and that was all he wanted.} 

_{a reason to why he gave a nod. death, for what it was, was new to him. sure, he had burnt down some buildings, and more than likely killed the one’s inside, but seeing it? well, that was another story entirely. one that he was sure he would learn — at least with lucifer’s help, “It always is, isn’t it?” he was trying to remain optimistic as he kept his grip on the archangel.}