[ While the kiss lasted, Lucifer let it be a battle, a lashing of her tongue against his, a battle for dominance that she didn't surrender to. ]

Oh, I bet you would. That's just the kind of man you are. An alpha male, all muscle and testosterone.

[ She rolled the tie around her fist, gripping tight, and then as she rolled her shoulders back, Lucifer tugged him after her, squaring her feet to put some force behind it. She pulled on the tie like it was a leash, for a leash it was. ]

I'm sure you have no idea how to give all that up, even for a beautiful woman. To surrender, absolutely...

[ She left him standing in the middle of the room, pulling clear with a sharp jerk away, and her hand raising up in a flat 'stop' gesture. ]

Stay. Good boy.

[ But to rock her condescending tone, Lucifer reached down to take hold of the bottom of her dress, pulling it up over her head. The underwear she wore, as scarlet as the dress, was designed to accentuate her assets. Suspenders and sheer stockings made her legs seem to go on forever. It was all designed to hold him in thrall while she took advantage. The dress pooled at her feet. ]

Leave your tie on. Everything else can go.