Lucifer was far too used to this behavior, after all Calcifer was the only sinner who could do such a thing without risking the king's wrath.
A hand instinctively reached for the bottle of alcohol, pouring himself another glass before offering the bottle to the fox.-
the fox wastes no time in making himself at home .
in the fallen angel's lap , of course , grinning cheekily .
` did you miss me ? that's a dumb question - of course you did . `
[ Lucifer: *dislikes Michael*
My Charlie: *wants to like Michael, still unsure/wants to be closer to her Uncle
Azazel: ..I just annoy him till he kisses me~
3 kinds of muses- ]