Lucifer Morningstar (
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Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night
There were plans to open the club - finally - and plans to go to Austria for a few days to see an opera - exciting - and Octavia had been doing better recently, so... Lucifer was in a good mood, actually, when Sunday came around.
So yes, the candles were out again tonight. And a rather imposing spread of seafood, picked up from the mainland. With mango rice, of course.
It was Octavia. Couldn't do without the mango rice.
"How do you feel about the snapper?"
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So yes, the candles were out again tonight. And a rather imposing spread of seafood, picked up from the mainland. With mango rice, of course.
It was Octavia. Couldn't do without the mango rice.
"How do you feel about the snapper?"
[[ for her ]]
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Except she made a muted 'ugh' sort of noise, and said, "Can't breathe through my nose."
She sounded stuffy and hoarse. As could probably be expected.
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Even though that sounded like someone was going to have to move, and that... did not sound ideal.
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His arms relaxed around her.
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Her ass still protested, but she didn't pay it as much attention now.
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He grabbed a glass and ran the tap.
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Embarrassment was starting to take form, and she felt exhausted.
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Her voice still sounded like she was in desperate need of blowing her nose.
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She grabbed a few of them at once.
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Close, so their legs were touching.
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Then she cleared her throat. Sighed. "Oh, that's better."
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"Am I ever?"
There was a soft wryness in that that sounded she was at least some manner of 'all right' right now. (Or at the very least, a will to tell him she was.)
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He put the tissues down on the nightstand and reached for her hand.
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"Sorry."
She felt compelled to say that, after... everything, just now.
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Good, bad, was all relative.
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A sigh.
"I don't know."
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