That at least had stopped the currently naga devil from slipping away and possibly leaving him to stew over his idiocy. His thumb brushes against Lucifer's chin when his hand is brought up, being gentle in his affections. He takes his time but he coaxes him in closer once more before pressing his forehead to his.

"I know. No such assumption crossed my mind and I trust you," he affirms. "You didn't know about the venom. It's ok."

He wraps his free arm around his shoulders. "My snakely gentleman."