"Check away, darling," Lucifer said, brushing his lips against Gabriel's neck. Truth be told, Lucifer didn't know, but he was good. Desire was his line of work, especially the fulfilling of it. Even without using his power, he tended to have some skills in this areas. People were predictable, after all.
And Gabriel's reactivity, well, that was pleasant surprise. He couldn't help but lean into Gabriel's touch himself.
"Well, it's said gentlemen prefer blondes. And I do like the curves," he purred, hands sliding over his female form in his lap. Oh, this was nice, very nice indeed. "Gabriella, I presume," he said, taking her hand in his and bringing it to his lips.