"Hell can't have instability. You think you can trust these mor--" The crop came dangerous close to his dick and he yelped as he tried to back up. Fucking hell, once Lucifer had access to the weapon chest, things were going to get back. He closed his eyes and inhaled sharply through his nose. He was furious, beyond angry and stupidly scared. He couldn't do anything. And that was why he trembled - not with fear, with fury.

"I will not heel." Not as long as he had some ability to resist, some slim hope, then he had to stick his ground and stay strong. Otherwise these demons would never respect him again.