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They had somehow made it to their second Valentine's day. Lucifer had briefly thought about co-opting his plans for Duke's birthday for the occasion instead, but he'd relented on a whim. Instead, he'd invited Octavia and Duke to his home.
The expansive bedroom, to be exact, which had been covered in candles, rugs, and soft surfaces in an echo of the scene Duke had made for them last year. Dinner was in the oven downstairs, wine and juices stood on the table, and the piece the resistance--
"And there's the last one!"
--Summer's plentiful jello shots. A variety of alcohol free shots - known in the vernacular as 'fancy-ass fruit jello', apparently, and for him and Duke, some of Summer's sexier creations.
And now it was almost the time Lucifer had told Octavia and Duke to come meet him. He was going to... not be as nervous as he'd been about the bloody club, thank you.
[[ for them and sp like woah ]]
The expansive bedroom, to be exact, which had been covered in candles, rugs, and soft surfaces in an echo of the scene Duke had made for them last year. Dinner was in the oven downstairs, wine and juices stood on the table, and the piece the resistance--
"And there's the last one!"
--Summer's plentiful jello shots. A variety of alcohol free shots - known in the vernacular as 'fancy-ass fruit jello', apparently, and for him and Duke, some of Summer's sexier creations.
And now it was almost the time Lucifer had told Octavia and Duke to come meet him. He was going to... not be as nervous as he'd been about the bloody club, thank you.
[[ for them and sp like woah ]]
