*Sam and Lucifer cuddled on the couch watching cartoons*
"I love you, Sam" Lucifer says as he snuggles further into Sam's chest.
"I love you too, Luci" Sam says with the biggest, stupidest grin ever.
"Stop that!" Lucifer hisses.
"Stop what?" Sam responds playfully.
"Doing that thing with your face when you're happy. It's making me nauseous." Lucifer replies, trying to peel himself off of Sam but failing because Sam has him in a tight hold.
"What, this?" Sam asks with a shit-eating grin.
"STOP!" Lucifer yells, managing to catch Sam off guard and wiggle out of his arms and into the chair next to the couch.
"Ok, I'm sorry, I'll stop" Sam says as he fights to keep a straight face. This seems to satisfy Lucifer so he joins Sam on the couch once again.
"Good, I don't think that I would be able to stay mad at you for very long though. Your puppy dog eyes get me every time." Lucifer states. He then proceeds to show Sam what he can do with his mouth instead...