"Use your tongue."

Those stupid words keep ringing in his brain. He's the bloody king of Hell, it's pathetic that he's being reduced to this. A dog. A slave for Lucifer. Every demon he'd forced into loyalty is now watching his humiliation.

Except for one. For weeks now, he's noticed you. Every chance you can steal, you've been watching him. You were one of his loyalist, if not his number one follower. Quiet, you do as you're told. He knows you, he's watched you. He's also noticed you're not particularly as rough with him as the others are. Deprived of any real chances to speak to you, he finds himself almost praying for your loyalty to be unchanged. Maybe it's silly, but between the human blood issue a while back, and now this, he almost just needs to know there's still someone on his side.

Lucifer had just left on some sort of mission to do something obnoxious. Whatever it was, it led him to be even the slightest bit hopeful that you'd be the guard on duty. But of course, Lucifer is not that stupid. He knew you were loyal to Crowley in the past, so of course he couldn't leave you alone on guard. It's you, and three others.

And yet he has faith you'll get him out.