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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: 26 Jul 2021 20:37 (UTC)He sucked in a loud breath. "I just want to be able to return the favor."
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Date: 26 Jul 2021 22:11 (UTC)"Duke?" he asked quietly.
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Date: 26 Jul 2021 22:14 (UTC)no subject
Date: 26 Jul 2021 22:16 (UTC)He really shouldn't be asking for this.
"After, can we just go back to our boat?"
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Date: 26 Jul 2021 22:24 (UTC)“Fuck yeah. I’d really like that.”
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Date: 26 Jul 2021 22:26 (UTC)Very little made sense right now. Except for the boat.
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Date: 26 Jul 2021 22:34 (UTC)“Just let us know when you’re ready.”
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Date: 27 Jul 2021 03:06 (UTC)He brushed a kiss against the center of Duke's chest.
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Date: 27 Jul 2021 03:22 (UTC)no subject
Date: 27 Jul 2021 03:24 (UTC)By which he meant slowly, and full of gratitude.
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Date: 27 Jul 2021 03:57 (UTC)He felt a little less broken, and he was terrified of losing that feeling if he left the bed.
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Date: 27 Jul 2021 06:44 (UTC)Like kissing, apparently.
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Date: 27 Jul 2021 15:49 (UTC)So Duke let his lips do the talking for him. And his hands. Keeping things slow and easy without relenting a bit.