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Date: 2019-09-28 11:12 pm (UTC)(He's wrong, but he assumes.)
"I can't imagine they're worried about little old me just now, anyway," he soothes. "And that one spot is the only one that aches any longer. If you want to look at it, I'll let you, but later."
Definitely later. There are some weird secrets to be uncovered there, if only either of them knew.
But, oh, he can feel the brightness, the emotion and tenderness as he's pulled closer. Is...is he changing him? Bringing out the angelic nature? Even temporarily? That thought is breathtaking, and more than a bit scary. Still, Balthazar's nature is inherently loving, sensual, and his loyalty is firmer than steel; he meant what he just said, even if there is some rational part of him shaking its head and wondering what the fuck.
The couch is a bit small for two, and Balthazar makes an anxious noise, afraid he'll squish some wounded part of Lucifer as he's tugged closer. After a moment of careful squirming and rearrangment, though, he makes sure he's beneath and beside him, and that seems to satisfy his concerns. He puts an arm carefully around his waist, below the wounded wings, and settles. A vague gesture with his free hand causes a television mounted on the wall to click on, though the volume stays low. "Relax, love. I've got you. We'll take things easy for as long as you like."