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[betterthanaplan]

"Buddha says 'All good things come to those who wait.' With that in mind, leave me a message."

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[betterthanaplan]

Duke looked her over. "I was wondering where that went," he said, giving her a smile. "Ha yun, gona."

[okteiviakom]

"Stole it," Octavia said, stepping closer and reaching up for a quick kiss hello. "Sorry."

She wasn't. She'd been wearing it a lot when she was by herself.

[betterthanaplan]

“Looks better on you,” Duke said, reaching for her waist. “Keep it.”

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's hands ended up on his shoulders.

"I might still make you wear it sometimes," she said, quietly.

It was part of the appeal, shh.

[betterthanaplan]

"Oh, you're going to make me do it, are you?" Duke said with a grin. "Well. I'll look forward to that."

Assuming what he'd learned about her time in the bunker didn't make their little power play games turn suddenly spooky.

[okteiviakom]

There was a definite risk of that. But him talking about it with a grin on his face might help alleviate that some.

Octavia leaned against him a little more.

"We had something to talk about."

Well, she had. She was just changing topics gently.

[betterthanaplan]

"True," Duke said, dramatically changing his expression to something serious on a dime. "What's up?"

[okteiviakom]

"Nothing that needs that big a change," Octavia replied, reaching up to tap a finger against his nose, with a soft snort.

But then her own expression softened again.

"It's about you and me and Lucifer." He'd probably already gotten that part, though. "And sex."

[betterthanaplan]

"You and me and Lucifer and sex and it's not serious or bad," Duke said. He smiled. "I think I might like this conversation."

[okteiviakom]

"It's a request," Octavia said, watching him. Trying not to suddenly feel like this should make her nervous to do. (Trying not to feel like it was making her nervous.) "That you don't sleep with him before we do. I mean, before we all do. Together."

Tiny shrug.

Vulnerable.

"Just feels like... a step we should take together, if we're going to."

[betterthanaplan]

Duke leaned in to give her a soft kiss on the forehead.

"Okay. I won't."

[okteiviakom]

"Mochof," Octavia murmured, eyes fluttering closed. "Feels dumb to ask, but..."

Seemed like something to be honest and open about.

[betterthanaplan]

"I was a little hurt when you talked to him without telling me first. Did you really think I wouldn't understand wanting to wait until the three of us are together to have sex again?"

[okteiviakom]

"It's not that I didn't think you'd understand," Octavia said, as her eyes opened again. "I'm just figuring out how to stay on the same page with you."

[betterthanaplan]

"Well, good," Duke said, and leaned in to kiss her again, this time on the lips. "And I appreciate you making that effort."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia reached up to meet him.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you."

[betterthanaplan]

"Nah," Duke said. "I didn't tell you not to. I'm assuming kissing is okay?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia nodded. "Kissing is okay." Wait, what had Lucifer called it? Her lips tilted into something wry. "First base, apparently."

[betterthanaplan]

"Ah yes," Duke said, grinning. "I prefer the four Fs. Which base are we allowed to get to?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's head tilted a little. "Just how many systems are there for this?"

Sorry, she was going to get distracted by that for a second.

[betterthanaplan]

"Several," Duke said. "Four Fs are nice and easy to remember, though." He held up his hand and counted off on his fingers. "French, feel, finger, fuck."

[okteiviakom]

And despite Octavia's slight squinting --

"Okay, those make more sense than the bases."

[betterthanaplan]

"Right?" Duke said cheerfully. "So, uh. Which base are we allowed to get to by ourselves?"

He was assuming that he and Octavia would refrain without Lucifer for a bit, as well.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia hadn't thought of it like that. So now she was assuming he was just talking about himself and Lucifer.

Communication was hard.

"Probably the second one?" she offered after a second of faintly hesitant chewing on her lip. "Though I don't know how much feeling there is for you to even do."

[betterthanaplan]

Duke frowned. "I can feel plenty," he said. "I don't have Nathan's trouble."