[ There's a brief second of blankness, Lucifer's expression freezing into a shocked rictus, as it registers — Alastor is squishing his cheeks. Alastor is squishing his cheeks like he's some adorable pet that's performed a neat trick, and Lucifer hasn't the faintest idea of what to do about that. The surprise vanishes in the next moment; he just lets it happen. Letting on that he's surprised, that the sudden and prolonged contact is a bit disquieting, well. That would be letting Alastor win.
Ha ha, as if!
So okay, the cheek squish is permitted. Just another normal day in Hell, the bane of his existence casually pinching his cheek. No, there's nothing to see here! ]
Hey now, let's not be hasty. [ His hand snaps out, closing around Alastor's wrist before he can move to take the soup any further away. ] Although for your info, no one did. You might have noticed that Heaven's not real big on that.
[ He put up with cheek squishing without flattening Alastor into a wall, he deserves that soup! ]
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Date: 2024-02-26 12:51 am (UTC)Ha ha, as if!
So okay, the cheek squish is permitted. Just another normal day in Hell, the bane of his existence casually pinching his cheek. No, there's nothing to see here! ]
Hey now, let's not be hasty. [ His hand snaps out, closing around Alastor's wrist before he can move to take the soup any further away. ] Although for your info, no one did. You might have noticed that Heaven's not real big on that.
[ He put up with cheek squishing without flattening Alastor into a wall, he deserves that soup! ]