[He welcomes Urizen to explore if he likes, eyes closing as he strokes his hand. Turning it over to access soft demon paw pads to squish with his fingertips. He deserves this with a Qliphtoth root in his stomach.]

Oh don't be difficult.

[His amusement, fondness. And the possessive arrogance that has him in Urizen's lap in the first place. Protectiveness. The desire to keep Vergil's heart safe and in good shape. Love. Appreciation. Greed. Determination. Fear of being alone. Even the fact that he thinks Urizen is attractive as any other part of Vergil. It's all open for him.]