betterthanaplan | The Cape Rouge "day spa", Sunday

It had taken some doing, but Duke had managed to get his hands on some outrageously expensive skincare products to lavish on Lucifer during his "spa" pampering, and he'd done his best to prep both the pillow room and the sauna on board the Rouge to match. He'd picked up some lotus silk pillow cases, and 700 thread count Egyptian cotton sheets for the massage table (so he wouldn't slide off when things got hot and sweaty).

All of it in silver, champagne, white with occasional pops of jewel tones, to match the color scheme of the white caviar pearl infused cremes and lotions.

Duke really hoped Lucifer liked it. He was only just realizing as he looked at it checking for any final touches needed that it might be a little too 'Silver City' for full relaxation.

He decided to go get Octavia and Lucifer before he could go full neurotic on that question.

[For the partners! And likely slow play somehow even with all three of us in the same timezone for once!]

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“Nat King Cole,” Duke said, watching her as he leaned into his work just below Lucifer’s ass. “One of the jazz greats.”

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my_own_advocate

"Feels like a jazzy sort of moment," Lucifer said.

Sounding distracted, all of a sudden.

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okteiviakom

So did Octavia, but for different reasons.

"Nat King Cole," she repeated to herself in a mutter, just to keep it in her mind as she pulled up Spotify on her phone.

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betterthanaplan

Duke, meanwhile, was . . . pressing firmly on parts on Lucifer’s buttcheeks.

It wasn’t terribly sexy. It was useful for gauging tension before manipulating them with acupressure.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer recognized the motion, and made a faintly amused noise. "You never told me you had training."

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okteiviakom

Octavia glanced over at them. "Are you surprised?" she wondered, as her phone connected to the sound system, and the smooth sounds of the This Is Nat King Cole playlist began to play.

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Duke chuckled. “It’s just something I picked up in Thailand.” He found his spot and dug his knuckle in hard to find the tendons that needed releasing. “Among other tricks and talents I’ve already shown off for you two a few times. . . .”

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"Not surprised, just delighted," Lucifer said, and let out a little sigh. "More than delighted."

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okteiviakom

Octavia gave a soft huff, and reached out for some more fruit for herself.

"Figures."

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“Don’t suppose you could toss me a cherry?” Duke asked her. “Literally. My hands are a little full here.”

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my_own_advocate

"Or feed him with your fingers," Lucifer said.

Of course.

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okteiviakom

"I'm not going to be throwing food," Octavia rasped. She had good aim, but that sounded like a potential mess all the same.

So yes, she picked up another cherry. And then leaned over Lucifer a little, to hold it up for Duke.

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“Chof, gona,” Duke said, and leaned forward to take the cherry from her with his lips.

And taking a moment to lick away any remaining juice from her fingertips as well.

“Delicious.”

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my_own_advocate

"Pretty," Lucifer sighed, even if he could only see half of it.

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okteiviakom

The juicelessness of Octavia's fingers was such an important thing that she had to give them just the one idle lick after she'd reclaimed her hand. It felt only fair to repay something with that.

And smirk a little, as she went to pick up her drink again.

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“Meizen,” Duke agreed. He gave her an approving grin and started on Lucifer’s lower back.

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"Both of you," Lucifer said dreamily, tilting his head back into the pillow. "Prettiest people on an island of gorgeous humans."

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"We know," Octavia rasped. "You keep telling us."

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“Not that I, for one, mind the occasional reminder,” Duke said.

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"Can't run the risk that either of you will forget," Lucifer pointed out. "There's been entirely too much of that in all our lifetimes."

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okteiviakom

"I wasn't objecting," Octavia felt compelled to clarify. Or just to add to this general sense of... whatever this was. "We should be reminded."

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betterthanaplan

“And you should be reminded,” Duke said, bending down to kiss Lucifer at the place where his spine met his pelvis. “That you are spectacular yourself. As much inside as you are outside.”