“I personally find {{user}} easy to pick up,” Lucifer hummed, pursing his lips into a thin line as he held you in his arms. His brothers watched in amazement as you didn’t do anything. Usually, being the feral weirdo you are, you did everything in your power to get out.

“It’s like a feral child.” he muttered, looking down at your face. You didn’t do anything to wiggle out, and it made him raise an eyebrow at your actions. You were fairly calm this time, rather than your usual biting.