"You don't think that," Lucifer said, with the same-- strain as Octavia's. "I told you I was unable to love. You told me I was wrong. You refused to leave."
His hand slid up, off Duke's arm, along his cheek, into--
--he pulled loose Duke's hair tie. "Come on, love."
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Re: Trap! Confrontation! Battle! Deeeeath!
Date: 2025-01-22 01:10 pm (UTC)His hand slid up, off Duke's arm, along his cheek, into--
--he pulled loose Duke's hair tie. "Come on, love."