Lucifer Morningstar (
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The Cape Rouge, Saturday Afternoon
It had been a glorious week free of drama (bar what Eric predictably brought to the table), and they were capping it off with an even more glorious weekend of nudity, scarves, a light pirate 'abduction', and, well. .
A nap here and there, at least if you were Lucifer; he hadn't exactly been keeping track of where anyone else had been while he was out. Had to keep his strength up.
Which was why he was in the kitchen late into the afternoon, still naked. "First batch of grilled cheese is almost ready!" he called, flipping one sandwich with a practiced motion. Hey, if you were impervious to boiling butter, you made the most of it, no?
[[ for those on the boat. ]]
A nap here and there, at least if you were Lucifer; he hadn't exactly been keeping track of where anyone else had been while he was out. Had to keep his strength up.
Which was why he was in the kitchen late into the afternoon, still naked. "First batch of grilled cheese is almost ready!" he called, flipping one sandwich with a practiced motion. Hey, if you were impervious to boiling butter, you made the most of it, no?
[[ for those on the boat. ]]
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Her head settled against Lucifer's shoulder, although her face was tilted up towards his. Her hand settled over the middle of his chest.
"You're important to us."
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Why was his mind wandering to a moment at the Arms Hotel years ago? Dumping a drunken Duke into bed before going home and running into an upset Octavia?
"Even though I have never been especially-- well. Easy."
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"Takes one to know -- two."
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"I can't believe you made me into a boat person," he managed, pulling Octavia further into him as he snuggled into Duke.
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"What, was it the big something else?"
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He was grinning, almost smug, except it reached all the way up to his eyes.
He was happy. For once.
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She made a muffled noise that sounded suspiciously like a snicker. "Oh, right," she said. "That."
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"The magic of boats and butts, then," he said, laughing. "Especially this particular boat. And these particular butts."
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That was pretty much the only reason Lucifer hadn't gone there. That, and wanting to stay fair to both of them at once.
He glanced halfway over his shoulder at Octavia. "He does have a nice one."
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No, she hadn't been.
Anyway, a beat, and then: "Sorry I left them wrapped."
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