She closes her eyes, whimpering with pleasure that is a pain of its own, her attention taken just with surviving this, because she has to live. He'll never stop tormenting her for the way she trapped him, getting his revenge by using her even more ruthlessly than she ever did, and without Lucifer there...

A part of her finds it funny that her savior is the being who first stole her away from then gave her over to Gabriel, a case of hysterics that could come bubbling out if something didn't stop it.