Dean fell forward uncaring of the mess he landed in. He didn't mind much at the moment, his focus instead on the one beside him. He glanced over at Lucifer his eyes full of hatred and fire in spite of everything that had occurred.

"You're the one who came here, asshole. It wasn't like I was out looking for you." Maybe not directly at least. He'd been looking for a way to save Cas and stop the Darkness, but not overtly looking for the angel himself.

How dare he come here to his home, blackmail him into sex, then act as though he was the one at fault.