Lucifer's Mansion, Wednesday Night

[my_own_advocate]

They were back, and it was Duke and Lucifer's date night, and-- well. They had a pool room now. And a (second) sauna. If you think Lucifer hadn't moved some items down here just in case they got ideas in here...

"Please, make yourself comfortable," he told Duke, grinning. "I'll back with dinner in a moment."

And without waiting for a response, he swept back towards the stairs.

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[betterthanaplan]

Duke laughed softly at Lucifer’s enthusiasm. It was adorable, and Luce was going to get a kiss for it when he returned.

“Don’t mind if I do.”

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer had, perhaps, made a bit too big of a charcuterie board. Especially with the extra deviled eggs, and the fancy ocean blue mock-mojitos to frame the board.

But why not go overboard if you could? Truly? Overkill was his middle name, wasn't it? So to speak.

He swept all of it together, got a balanced tray to put the drinks in, took off his jacket and his shoes, and then swept back towards the stairs.

This was going to be a perfect date night, damn it.

[betterthanaplan]

"Lucifer Overkill Morningstar" did have a certain ring to it, didn't it?

Duke laughed again when he saw the board, and yes, he was absolutely sitting up from his sprawl across one of the loungers, anticipating being able to grab that kiss without upsetting the balance.

"You never disappoint, babe."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer leaned in gingerly to take his prize from Duke's lips, grinning. "I thought we should celebrate our first date night in swimming pool paradise."

[betterthanaplan]

"As Tavi would say, briyon." Duke tilted his head, only pulling away an inch or two from the kiss. "Or she'd ask why a pool needs celebrating. Either way."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sighed. "Yes, well, sometimes there are benefits to having you to myself," he said, "Rather than dearest Octavia offering color commentary."

[betterthanaplan]

"Good thing you can have me both ways," Duke said, teasing, leaning in to kiss Lucifer's neck next (he'd get to that charcuterie soon, he promised). "Or . . . really, just about any way you want me."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled, low in his throat. "After dinner," he murmured, "Which I'm going to wind up tipping into the pool if you're not careful..."

[betterthanaplan]

"Well, we can't have that," Duke said, pulling back to fully appreciate the charcuterie. "So. What have we got?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Mainly just the classics," Lucifer said, setting it down between them. And then putting each mocktail down with care, as well. "Mortadella, prosciutto, sopressata, chorizo on this end. Chevin, Edam, manchego, camembert, and a good aged Gouda over there. Obviously the baguette I baked here a few hours ago, with a number of spreads. I am especially fond of the aioli. There's onion marmalade for the cheese, and some pickles, and... well, the rest speaks for itself, really."

[betterthanaplan]

Duke set about stacking a bread slice high before Lucifer even finished speaking. "This looks amazing," he said. "And fresh bread!"

He was much more of a chef than a baker; it was a whole lot easier to improvise with sauces and soups when on the high seas than on something like bread.

"You're spoiling me."

He did not sound disapproving, no.

[my_own_advocate]

"What's the point of date night without a little spoiling, hm?" Lucifer asked, grinning.

(He also just felt the most comfortable doing so, but sh.)

[betterthanaplan]

"Well, thank you," Duke said, closing his eyes as he took a good whiff of the gouda. "I for one fully approve of your style."

[my_own_advocate]

"I also made us some mocktails," Lucifer added, picking up his drink. (He was undecided on whether he wanted to spike his own.) "Blue Ocean mojitos. Utilizing only the finest in non-alcoholic Blue Curaçao syrup."

[betterthanaplan]

"Of course they are," Duke said, picking up his own drink to take a sip. "You wouldn't use anything but the best non-alcoholic Blue Curaçao syrup."

[my_own_advocate]

"Nothing but the best for either of us," Lucifer chuckled, and smiled at him fondly.

"How was your day?"

[betterthanaplan]

Duke hummed happily, both in agreement to Lucifer's declaration, but also in enjoyment of the flavor of his drink.

"Good," he said, once he'd finished enjoying his sip. "I took the OceaNyx out around the island, just for the hell of it. It was cold, but gorgeous."

[my_own_advocate]

"Just for a tour?" Lucifer asked. "Or did you... linger?"

[betterthanaplan]

"I . . . took my time?" Duke said. "I feel like you're trying to make a joke about lingering that I am not quite getting."

[my_own_advocate]

"No, just trying to prompt more detailed sailing stories out of you," Lucifer admitted. "You do love it dearly."

[betterthanaplan]

"I do," Duke agreed. And as he put together another stack of food from the board, went into a description of the water and the wildlife he'd been able to spot in the preserve from the boat.

"Like I said: cold, but gorgeous."

[my_own_advocate]

"I think I'll prefer it when it's warmer," Lucifer chuckled. Creature of LA that he was. "But it certainly sounds like you enjoyed yourself."

He took a bite.

"I know you were hoping this would help."

[betterthanaplan]

"I did," Duke said. "And . . . I've been hoping everything would help. Do you mean the pool?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Taking more trips on the boat," Lucifer said lightly. "By yourself."

[betterthanaplan]

"Right, sorry." Duke shook his head with a small laugh at himself. "Yeah. It really seems like it is. I love you guys so much, but I really am used to spending way more time by myself, you know? It's nice to get out and away for a little while, here and there."