Lucifer had known that was a risk. The pain was instant, shooting through his hand with an intensity born-- well, born largely of unfamiliarity with pain.

He didn't cry out, but some of the muscles in his face contracted audibly.

(Split-second decision time. He chose not to go with his first instinct. It could be too far.)

"We'll just do this the hard way, then," he growled, pulling his hand away and manhandling her onto her front.