Lucifer's mansion, Friday evening
Oct. 18th, 2024 10:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
betterthanaplanSo. Duke and Lucifer had some things to hash out. Now that Duke seemed to be fairly firmly in the "feeling better" zone, he was less willing to let those things fester than he had been for the last . . . forever.
There was a brief discussion of maybe trying to do this at a restaurant along the boardwalk in hopes that it would keep them from exploding quite as dramatically at each other as they had in the past, but, well.
It wouldn't.
So instead, in search of both privacy and not alienating or upsetting Octavia, they'd settled on doing it in Lucifer's mansion.
Duke brought along several bottles of Lagavulin. A peace offering. Also because it was entirely possible this was going to be frustrating enough that Lucifer was going to need all the scotch he could get.
He knocked on the door, feeling slightly ridiculous as he did so. This was his boyfriend's house. The man who'd been living with him for years now. But, well. Here he was. Knocking.
[for said boyfriend, natch. And details NFB, please!]
There was a brief discussion of maybe trying to do this at a restaurant along the boardwalk in hopes that it would keep them from exploding quite as dramatically at each other as they had in the past, but, well.
It wouldn't.
So instead, in search of both privacy and not alienating or upsetting Octavia, they'd settled on doing it in Lucifer's mansion.
Duke brought along several bottles of Lagavulin. A peace offering. Also because it was entirely possible this was going to be frustrating enough that Lucifer was going to need all the scotch he could get.
He knocked on the door, feeling slightly ridiculous as he did so. This was his boyfriend's house. The man who'd been living with him for years now. But, well. Here he was. Knocking.
[for said boyfriend, natch. And details NFB, please!]