“I know,” Duke promised. “That’s a big part of why you are.”

He caught Lucifer’s look out of the corner of his eye, most of his focus on Octavia. He let go of her with one hand to rest it on Lucifer’s arm.

This was his favorite thing. In whatever combination. Lying in bed with his two favorite people. No harsh words, just softness and love.

And horniness. That was usually there too. With it without the pollen.