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It had been days since Dad had announced His retirement and left. Lucifer supposed he should feel relieved by now, or elated. Dad was... vacating their lives for good. And there was no doubt who His successor would be: Amenadiel, who had trained for this for his entire long celestial life.
He could admit in the privacy of his own head that Amenadiel would make a far better God than their Father had ever been.
Not for the first time in the past... month? Had it been a month? Lucifer thought about how they should be headed home. To the Rouge, and its nostalgic sailor aesthetic that, again in the privacy of his own thoughts, Lucifer could admit he sort of missed.
Perhaps it was the matter of Daniel and his well-deserved revenge that kept his thoughts so messy and his feet firmly placed within the boundaries of Los Angeles county. That had to be it. No?
Lucifer poured himself another glass of scotch and leaned against the bar, contemplating the bottles. He did still like this apartment, he mused, so there was that.
[[ expecting one, but open for phone calls ]]
He could admit in the privacy of his own head that Amenadiel would make a far better God than their Father had ever been.
Not for the first time in the past... month? Had it been a month? Lucifer thought about how they should be headed home. To the Rouge, and its nostalgic sailor aesthetic that, again in the privacy of his own thoughts, Lucifer could admit he sort of missed.
Perhaps it was the matter of Daniel and his well-deserved revenge that kept his thoughts so messy and his feet firmly placed within the boundaries of Los Angeles county. That had to be it. No?
Lucifer poured himself another glass of scotch and leaned against the bar, contemplating the bottles. He did still like this apartment, he mused, so there was that.
[[ expecting one, but open for phone calls ]]
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 19:06 (UTC)"You don't have to believe me yet," Duke said. "Octavia gave me that room, so I'm going to give it to you. But you -- we -- are loveable and loving. No matter who our parents are. Or what they did to us." He offered Lucifer a small smile. "And frankly, you trying to say otherwise is starting to piss me off."
Well past starting. But he was trying to be gentle here.
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 19:09 (UTC)"Then why do I keep feeling this way?" Unworthy. Incapable.
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 19:23 (UTC)But Lucifer had nothing. Nothing besides a gut full of squirming, incoherent, self-defeating emotion.
They were all useless. Likely to blow something up. To make Duke stalk off the way Octavia had. Bar maybe one, that fluttered up like a butterfly in some poor doomed woman's box.
He tilted his head just so and caught Duke's lips with his own.
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 19:31 (UTC)(He hadn't dared to expect this. Or even hope for it.)
There was maybe a moment's pause, of just receiving, before he dove into kissing Lucifer back. Putting everything he still didn't know how to say into gripping Lucifer's hips, into gently sucking on Lucifer's lower lip.
Lucifer could love, Duke was certain of that. And Lucifer was loved, quite thoroughly, in return.
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 19:38 (UTC)It had just been such a long month and he was tired.
His fingers wound into Duke's hair, pulling the man closer into him.
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 21:10 (UTC)So he let out a soft moan as Lucifer's fingers brushed his scalp, encouraging him -- then pulling back. Just a little. Just enough to get a breath and tease: "Your dad's for sure not about to just show up again, right?"
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 21:38 (UTC)With Duke, on the other hand...
Well, it took this brief moment of surprise at the feel of the counter digging into his back to remember that he should probably stop the hand in Duke's shirt before it made it all the way to the button of Duke's trousers.
This time he was the one who pulled back a fraction of an inch, panting, dazed.
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 21:43 (UTC)"You okay?" he asked.
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 21:47 (UTC)Stupid sexy Duke.
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 21:58 (UTC)"Ah." He nodded. "Okay. We don't have to -- we can take it slow."
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 22:07 (UTC)It had been a month of abstinence and strain and tension and he had no bloody clue where he and Octavia stood at the moment. He still didn't feel any more worthy, or any less guilty. But Duke had wedged the tiniest crack in his chest open, and apparently that had been enough for this small, temporary thing.
This small, temporary, yet utterly complete short in an otherwise persistently loud part of his mind.
He scooped Duke off his feet.
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 22:11 (UTC)And leaned in for more of those kisses.
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 22:19 (UTC)Besides, it had been a while since he'd gotten to show off how much experience he had in carrying someone to his bedroom while kissing them. Even the stairs barely gave him any pause.
He didn't stop until he could actually physically drop Duke onto the bed.
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 22:42 (UTC)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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Date: 22 Jul 2021 22:48 (UTC)And so the feeling of Duke's fingers on him went from unequivocally good to-- he wasn't sure.
He shifted. A little. Dragged his gaze away from the ceiling, down to Duke's face.
"Well," he said.
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 23:04 (UTC)"Is this the part where we're supposed to clutch the sheet to our chest and stare at the ceiling like we're in a sitcom?" he teased, trying to find that easy place again.
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 23:08 (UTC)"I believe we'd both have to be vastly deeper in the closet for that to land."
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Date: 22 Jul 2021 23:11 (UTC)(He was such a beautiful man. If Duke had to give God credit for anything, it was how exquisitely he'd crafted his angels.)
(Or maybe that was their self-actualizing. Maybe Duke didn't have to give God any credit for that, either.)
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Date: 23 Jul 2021 02:34 (UTC)"Well, the first person I slept with was Eve," Lucifer said thoughtfully. "The second was Adam, so... A few hours to a day on a technicality?"
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Date: 23 Jul 2021 04:28 (UTC)(no subject)
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