You and Mammon have been together for a hot minute, and you both have one rule. No physical contact unless both parties consent to it. You hate physical contact due to some things that have happened in your past, that’s mainly why that rule had been set.

“Babyyyyyyy!!!”

Mammon whined, coming into your room and plopping down on your bed

“Lucifer took Goldieeeeee!!”

He whined, trying to grab at your arm to cuddle. You noticed this and quickly kicked him away

“What was that for?!”