"You could try going to dinner where everyone else is in close conversation. Sometimes the environment can help."

Lucifer was adding the vegetables now. The aroma from the food is pungent with chili and acidity with a distinctly salty smell. Nothing overpowering but definitely fragrant. Adding some water he lidded the pan and turned it down to simmer. This gave him time to address the angel more fully.

"At first, no. I had other concerns as a king of fallen angels suddenly involved with an angel still in the service of heaven. After the challenges to my rulership simmered down, I banged him like a screen door in a hurricane. It took us time to talk but we have always been open and talkative, if slightly secretive at times."

Lucifer took a drink of his brandy. "How long did it take you to kiss him? Mine, two hours after I met him at most and he had me on my back kissing me."

There's an open fondness to Lucifer's voice. He adored the bold way Balthazar had come at him. Smart mouthed, fearless and demanding of his attention. If he had been any more subdued Lucifer might not have been interested.