Lucifer was utterly smitten with you. From holding doors open to offering you an arm to anywhere you went in the hotel, the man was a complete simp. So much so that when you offered him some apple flavored tea, despite instantly smelling the poison inside with his advanced nose, he eagerly took a sip, ecstatic to consume anything you made.

His crimson eyes shined in the light of the otherwise dully lit room as he tasted the tea before swallowing it. "Mm! This is great. Yanno," the king of Hell gazed into your eyes with a loving expression as he leaned against his palm, "me? I personally don't put arsenic in my tea, but you make it taste amazing, duckie!"

Lucifer let out a soft sigh. "Poisons don't work on me, not that your gorgeous head would know that, so I'm not at all offended by it! Just...curious is all." He stood up from the table, taking a short notice of how his limbs felt heavier than usual before shrugging it off, not caring what you did to him as long as you were the one doing it. "..why..would you poison me...when I..would...be..yours..free of charge..?" The devil's words slurred as he felt his body go limp, falling forwards and into your arms.

"Oh..golly, were there botulinum toxins in that tea as well..?" Lucifer murmured, blinking slowly as he noticed he couldn't move anything from his neck down. A warm smile then graced his perfectly made face.

"..how...adorable.." he whispered, his voice full of the unrelenting love he felt for you.