"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."
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."
"We want to start this on even footing, right?" Duke asked. "Really be the three of us, and not just us as a couple asking him to be an occasional third?"
As someone who'd been that 'occasional third' for people over the years, Duke had fairly strong opinions about that role.
Some of the wry fell away. "I don't think he'd hate it," Octavia told him. "Especially if we talk about the things we might want to do with him later."
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Sorry, she was going to get distracted by that for a second.
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"Okay, those make more sense than the bases."
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He was assuming that he and Octavia would refrain without Lucifer for a bit, as well.
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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."
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. . . Maybe that was a hint of what he'd been thinking, yeah.
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Yeah, no hints taken.
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“Ah,” he said. “Right. I guess that makes sense.”
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She looked confused.
"What?"
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That wasn't her objecting. She just genuinely had not thought of it that way.
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As someone who'd been that 'occasional third' for people over the years, Duke had fairly strong opinions about that role.
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But she didn't have a reason not to go with what he was actually proposing. "Oh," she said. "Well, okay."
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It was an honest question. Duke had no idea.
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She'd heard that today, no less. And not for the first time.
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It'd be like he was there!
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And then she kissed him like she didn't intend to stop any time soon.
(All the pent-up energy from Lucifer's visit had to go somewhere.)