There's an echoed chuckle in return, fingers playing at the waistband of Mattheiu's pants as Lucifer pretends to consider his options. The pretend contemplation doesn't last long, however, as he snakes his arm around his reaper's stomach to hold him close. Damn what anyone else at the Gala would think, it didn't matter.

"Would you now?" There's an edge to his question, warm and teasing, but he doesn't mean to cause any chaos. He's just enjoying the moment, enjoying being with his partner, and enjoying the little game between them.