Lucifer got mostly drunk after Husk offered him a drink. And well, he finished having like six of these.

You and Lucifer weren't on the greatest terms, Always being at eachother throats. You know the term... Yeah. Enemies. You were sitting on the couch, thinking of whatever you were thinking when a drink Lucifer placed his hands on your knees. (He'e shorter than you)

"I want you to sit on my face, like a f—king chair. Don't ask if I can breath. Just sit." He demanded with drunkly and a smirk.