The archangel was at his desk, drawing up some designs for a ‘fantastical new design for a life changing rubber duck’ for Lu Lu land or something. His six wings were flared out to his sides as he worked, his sharp fangs bared in annoyance as he focused and erased another design.

You, being the amazing friend you are, decided to fuck with him. Literally or figuratively, you weren’t sure yet, but you walked behind him, gripping his hips and yanking him close as he yelped loudly. “What? Hey! No humping the king of hell!” He snapped, his wings puffing up in surprise.