Lucifer's (et al) mansion, Wednesday night

[betterthanaplan]

The post-resurrection high Duke had apparently been riding since they'd gotten back from Haven had faded, though he still felt physically better than he had in a long time. Possibly ever.

He was doing his best to maintain that physical wellbeing, even if his emotional wellbeing was slightly rockier again, and as such, very nearly ended up late to his planned date night with Lucifer, having spent longer swimming easy laps in the pool than he'd intended.

He was pretty sure Lucifer wasn't going to knock him too much for still being damp from a post-swim shower as he set the table and carefully plated the Egyptian-style fish sandwiches he'd put together for them for dinner.

The fact that he was wearing one of his favorite worn-soft old flannel shirts open over his bare chest might help, too. ;D

[for him!]

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[my_own_advocate]

"With no threats hovering above our heads? Absolutely," Lucifer said, holding up his glass in turn. "To nothing but lavish vacations and extremely vigorous sex for the next ten years."

[betterthanaplan]

“Fuck, yes,” Duke said. “Is it too soon for another vacation, do you think?”

[my_own_advocate]

"Please. I feel like we've all lived a lifetime in the past month," Lucifer said. He sipped his wine. "But Ocavia may prefer the stability of... here."

[betterthanaplan]

"She usually does, yeah," Duke agreed. "And we did just go to Haven. It wasn't a vacation, but we did, you know. Leave."

And now all three of them were freshly traumatized!

[my_own_advocate]

"We did," Lucifer agreed. "So perhaps we... give her a few weeks before we float the idea."

[betterthanaplan]

"Probably a good plan," Duke agreed. "I just might basically live in the pool downstairs, in the meantime."

[my_own_advocate]

"I certainly wouldn't mind that," Lucifer said. "A good excuse for me to spend more time in that hot tub."

[betterthanaplan]

"It's a very nice hot tub," Duke said. "And those lounge chairs are great for napping in."

[my_own_advocate]

"Mm. I was thinking they could use more padding," Lucifer mused. "Some more pillows..."

[betterthanaplan]

“You and your pillows,” Duke teased. “Sometimes it’s nice to nap on something firm.”

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, is that why you always insist on sleeping in the middle spot?" Lucifer teased. "So you can stealth-sleep on us in the night?"

[betterthanaplan]

“Stealth, nothing. Figured you two knew that already.”

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled softly. "Well," he said. "Time to try some of this delicious food." He lifted a sandwich. "While I think about what firm things I can put you on later."

[betterthanaplan]

Duke snorted a bit of wine. “You’re terrible,” he said fondly. “I love it.”

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer grinned, and then took a bite. He chewed thoughtfully. Swallowed.

"Though I may be compelled to blow you first," he said. "This is excellent, Duke."

[betterthanaplan]

“I knew it’d be good, but damn. That might be the best compliment my food’s ever gotten.”

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed. "I clearly need to compliment you more often, then," he said. He tapped the fish. "I do love a good upscale version of comfort junk food."

[betterthanaplan]

"You like the upscale version of everything," Duke said by way of agreement. "Makes you easy to shop for."

If, you know, expensive.

[my_own_advocate]

"I'd like to think I'm a litle more exacting than that," Lucifer said. "... And that you don't pick gifts based on some kind of algorithm."

[betterthanaplan]

Duke snorted. "I'm not a machine, Luce. I pick stuff for you when I think you'll like it. I tease you about the stuff that expensive but I know you wouldn't like."

There was a disco ball suit somewhere that was basically proof of this.

[my_own_advocate]

"All right, all right."

Was that actual tension seeping out of his shoulders? How odd.

"Thank you."

[betterthanaplan]

"You're really feeling kinda insecure right now, huh," Duke noted. "I know you have specific tastes. And I like your tastes. Even the bit where you reject plaid for some reason."

[my_own_advocate]

"No, it's..."

Lucifer sighed. He drained his glass of wine, and then refilled it.

"The whole... 'God'... thing," he said. "Had me realizing how much I enjoy being surprised. But if I'm already predictable..."

[betterthanaplan]

“How does being predictable mean you can’t be surprised?” Duke asked.

Not that he thought Lucifer was all that predictable. Certainly not by human standards.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer took a bite and chewed slowly.

"I don't know," he admitted. "I was just... picturing an ongoing flow of Louboutins as presents, I suppose."

Or he was stuck on this particular theme and his brain was looping everything back towards it.