"No one's ever made ruling Hell sound as boring as you. Congrats, you annoying fuck." Lucifer rolled his eyes, then shrugged. "You can always get souls. Plenty to go around."

There were other things on his mind right now. In general. Heaven. Raphael. Revenge. Oh, so much sweet revenge. He leaned in now and licked the blood off of Aleister's cheek before pulling away, petting his head again. "I'll hurt you until I feel better, then I'll get started on business."

He let the crop come down hard on Aleister's thigh, dangerously close to his crotch. "By the way. Call me Master. Maybe Sir. Go with the flow, puppy. But heel."