Lucifer would have laughed at that, and refused to agree, but there were lips on his and he did enjoy affectionate attention. The kiss was skilled, not sloppy, and full of promise and he made a pleased little sigh when Leonard parted from him and made to rise.

"Ah, so, you're a bit shy, mmm? I suppose that means I should leave the others down here and make this a private endeavor, yes?" If Leonard thought Lucifer was the type to just 'bend someone over a table', he might be pleasantly surprised. The Lord of Hell enjoyed teasing. And foreplay. And long drawn out sessions that left the other party unable to use their legs properly. Especially when he was in the comfort of his own home. Which, as he rose and lifted his glass to his lips to finish its contents, he would be when he brought Leonard upstairs. "Stairs to your left leads to a private elevator. After you," he said, reaching for the man's discarded coat and handing it off to Maze.