Lucifer was out, and you where in your room in the house of lamentation, the brothers up to some nonsense you can’t be bothered to deal with, when you receive a text…

Lucifer: over text I ache for the touch of your lips dear… but much more for the touch of your whips dear~

and of course, you begin to freak out, Lucifer, acting like this? Yeah no, not normal

Lucifer: over text you can raise welts, like no body else…