Lucifer's mansion, Tuesday evening

[betterthanaplan]

It was Duke's birthday. And for once, the three of them had managed to remember about it soon enough to actually celebrate it. Nothing too wild, just a three person date night at the mansion. Lucifer had cooked something glorious and absurdly fancy, complete with an over the top dessert, and they were now sprawled across the living room, discussing where to go from here.

"We just have so many options," Duke noted, watching his partners with a fond smile. "I'd suggest the pool, but traditionally we're meant to wait a bit after eating. Maybe upstairs? Or we could just stay here and fuck around. . . ."

He meant that very literally, yes.

[for the partners, will be NSFW. Will also be crazy slow, but omg, we remembered on the day!]

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[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted at that, from her sprawl at one end of the couch. "You mean that literally," she rasped, because sometimes she was the type to speak the unspoken out loud.

Not that she was judging. It was his birthday - and she also had some thoughts relevant to other parts of what he'd just said that were in a similar vein. Thoughts that hadn't just occurred to her now.

But she was keeping them to herself, for the moment.

[my_own_advocate]

"I vote 'fucking around' regardless of which area of the house we go to," said Lucifer, who had somehow wound up on the floor with his head cushioned against Duke's knees.

[betterthanaplan]

Which Duke was using to full advantage to play with idly with Lucifer's hair.

"Can't argue with that," he said, giving a lock a gentle, teasing tug. "Hell, we can do that in multiple places if we need to."

[okteiviakom]

"I bet you two could even come up with entirely new places," Octavia noted, you know, as an idle observation.

Sounded like one, anyway.

[my_own_advocate]

"What parts of the house haven't we fucked in yet?" Lucifer mused. "Hm. Perhaps the top floor walk-in..."

He leaned further into Duke's hands. Mm.

[betterthanaplan]

"Or the coat closet," Duke mused. "Under the dining room table?" He made a face, giving Lucifer's hair another gentle tug. "Could be interesting, but I'm just picturing someone throwing their head back and smacking it into something."

[okteiviakom]

"I am not getting under the table with both of you."

[my_own_advocate]

"Might be cosy," Lucifer returned. "Don't knock it till you've tried it, Octavia."

He gave Duke's foot a squeeze.

[betterthanaplan]

"Now now," Duke said. "It's my birthday, and I say she can veto 'under the dining room table' for fucking around tonight."

He wiggled his toes at Lucifer in response to the squeeze, and stretched the hand not in Lucifer's hair out towards Octavia. Should she like to take it and do anything with it while they chatted.

[okteiviakom]

"And I'm not vetoing the whole thing," Octavia rasped, as she took Duke's hand and threaded her fingers with his. "I distinctly remember saying both."

And they could just picture whatever that might've entailed in their own heads, because she was already moving on.

"Anyway, I... might have a better idea."

[my_own_advocate]

"Oooooh?"

Yes, that did require a little head-cock, even if that ran the risk of Duke withdrawing his hand from Lucifer's hair, which would be tragic.

[betterthanaplan]

It took Duke a moment, but no, he managed to keep his hand in Lucifer's hair even as he tilted his head. He just let go for a second to give him room to move.

And squeezed Octavia's hand as well.

"Do tell, gona. You do have a lot of excellent ideas."

[okteiviakom]

"I was just thinking, there's a room upstairs that's seen a lot of good times," Octavia said, glancing idly down at their joined hands - perhaps mostly so that she could then look up at Duke again as she continued. "But not with you. Yet."

It was his birthday, after all. And not all gifts were tangible.

(Although she had already snuck little otter figurines in his pockets again today, too.)

[my_own_advocate]

Well. Lucifer had nothing to say to that. Beyond half-turning, very carefully as to not move Duke's hand, and looking up at Duke expectantly.

[betterthanaplan]

Which meant he got to see the look of awe and delight that blossomed on Duke's face as he worked out her meaning.

"Yeah?" he asked, bright and hopeful, though he did still feel the need to add an "Only if you're sure," as well.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's smirk softened into more a smile. "I wouldn't offer if I wasn't sure," she told him.

And brought his hand up to her lips so that she could press a kiss over his knuckles. As if to seal something.

[my_own_advocate]

"Then it's settled," Lucifer said happily. "I'll get the scarves." There was mischief in his eyes as he looked at Duke. "I'm sure you'll have great fun with the frame."

[betterthanaplan]

Oh, Duke liked that look. That look promised so many good things.

“I think I will,” he agreed, using their joined hands to pull Octavia in, so he could return her hand kiss with one to the lips. “I think we all will.”

[okteiviakom]

Octavia wasn't going to object to a kiss. She made sure to lean in close as soon Duke was tugging on her hand, in fact.

Maybe to steal a more lingering one.

[my_own_advocate]

Pretty.

Lucifer smiled at them both, thinking.

And then, with difficulty, rose to his feet.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke’s free hand batted at the air a time or two before Duke remembered why Lucifer was getting up and eased back out of the kiss.

“I’m yours,” he told them both, playful but earnest. “Lead on.”

[okteiviakom]

Octavia pressed one last quick kiss against Duke's jaw before she pulled away fully, and got uo from the couch - still holding his hand.

All the better for tugging him up on his feet, too.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer beamed, waiting for them both to get up.

Then he slid his arm around Duke's waist.

[betterthanaplan]

Octavia tugging him along, Lucifer with his arm around his waist, on their way to play with the frame. . . .

"Best birthday ever," Duke said. He didn't expect to say a whole lot once they were upstairs, after all, so he had to get it out now. "Seriously. Hands down."

Admittedly, the best he could say about most of his birthdays was that they were uneventful. So.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave a soft little huff. "You're setting us really high standards for next year, and we've barely done anything."

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm sure we can beat tonight next year," Lucifer said sagely, as he began to nudge them towards the stairs. "But we need to figure out what 'tonight' will be in order to do so."

[betterthanaplan]

"If it helps, my standards are low," Duke joked, going along as nudged. "But yeah, let's stay focused on tonight."

It was already good. Even if the island blew up right now, Duke was pretty sure this would still be his favorite birthday.

[okteiviakom]

"I like the sound of that," Octavia decided, leading the way upon the first sign nudging.

Onwards, to the stairs.

[my_own_advocate]

"I'll take the back," Lucifer told them, as they approached the staircase. "For the view. Unless Duke wants it."

[betterthanaplan]

Duke snorted. "You know my happy place is between the two of you," he said. ". . . Or under the two of you. That's also a very good place."

In case they wanted to, say, tie him down and have sex on top of him. Mmm, that was a nice thought. He'd have to suggest it some time, if it didn't come up on its own.

All that said, they made their way up the stairs to Octavia's room without incident.

[okteiviakom]

If there wasn't at least incidental ogling, Octavia was disappointed. She'd worn a particularly nice pair of leggings for a reason, after all.

Anyway, she led them up the stairs. And to that one particular closed door.

She stopped right outside it, and turned around. And tried tugging Duke into another kiss. It was a preamble, and there would be words, but... Yes.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer leaned against the wall, watching them kiss, and--

Oh, all right. They had two arses. He had two hands. He was moving to take advantage of that.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke let out an appreciative noise at the kiss, then another at the ass-grab. Oh, this was going to be a sensory adventure, wasn't it.

Even without his noises, they could both likely tell how much he was already enjoying this whole thing.

[okteiviakom]

He was nice and expressive like that. Octavia let go of his hand and slid her arms around his shoulders, so that she could lean in all close against him and feed her own senses some more.

(A smart person might've done the words part first, but... No harm in setting a little bit of mood, first.)

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled, moving in closer still. His grip remained firm.

His lips found Duke's jaw, the bits of his neck above Octavia's arms, Octavia's skin...

[betterthanaplan]

Duke's noises went up a little in pitch, and he did his best to tilt his head to give Lucifer as much access as he needed without losing contact with Octavia's lips.

[okteiviakom]

It was okay, Octavia could yield a little more space, now that Lucifer was right there with them, close enough that she could feel his breath even when she couldn't feel his lips.

"Here's what I'm thinking we'll do," she said, low, and just faintly breathless. "We'll show you a little bit of what there is in the room, and then... we'll follow the strand of whatever seems speak to you."

The frame was an almost-certaing given, of course. But other than that.

[my_own_advocate]

"That's how we usually play it," Lucifer murmured, his lips brushing against Duke's ear. "Whatever catches the mood."

[betterthanaplan]

"Yeah?" Duke asked. He'd closed his eyes and was leaving them that way for the moment, soaking up the sounds, smells, and physical sensations of having them both so close. "That sounds good. Thank you for explaining."

[okteiviakom]

"We want you to be comfortable," Octavia replied. She nuzzled at his jaw a little, adding to the sensations. "And safe."

A beat.

"And unbearably horny."

[my_own_advocate]

"The horny is very important," Lucifer chuckled, nipping at his ear. "Shall we escort him in?"