He forgives himself for feeling terribly smug at having left Suzaku in this state. It’s delightful to see him relieved in his undercurrent of misery, if only briefly. He lets Suzaku’s cock slide from his lips and is just leaning to kiss his hipbone when the door shoves open. A strapping incubus in a leather harness leans in to yell

“Time’s up! Go cuddle elsewhere, sinners!”

It’s enough to startle L.L into springing right off the bed and to fumble his clothes back into place.