Duke laughed again as he bounced onto the mattress, then reached for Lucifer.
Octavia said that love was in action, not in words. And Duke would happily show Lucifer -- and let him show him -- just how much love there was in this loft, this morning.
It was a little bit quick. Maybe more than a little bit urgent. While Duke and Octavia had found the time to enjoy each other earlier in the week, he and Lucifer hadn't touched each other this way in far, far too long. Afterwards, when they were both sprawled on the mattress, Duke let himself continue to touch, drawing lazy patterns on Lucifer's arm with his finger.
(He still hadn't figured out his Lucifer tattoo, yet. He didn't have quite the same set of easy nicknames to choose from as Octavia had, after all.)
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Octavia said that love was in action, not in words. And Duke would happily show Lucifer -- and let him show him -- just how much love there was in this loft, this morning.
It was a little bit quick. Maybe more than a little bit urgent. While Duke and Octavia had found the time to enjoy each other earlier in the week, he and Lucifer hadn't touched each other this way in far, far too long. Afterwards, when they were both sprawled on the mattress, Duke let himself continue to touch, drawing lazy patterns on Lucifer's arm with his finger.
(He still hadn't figured out his Lucifer tattoo, yet. He didn't have quite the same set of easy nicknames to choose from as Octavia had, after all.)