Date: 2008-06-19 06:32 am (UTC)
Puck sighs, looking rather sheepish and not a little contrite.

"I do apologize, mistress," he says. "I expect I rather lost my head." A hopeful smile. "I assure you I shan't repeat the offense."

A beat.

"In the meantime, I've had nothing to drink since I arrived. With your permission ...?"

It's strange to think that Lucifer, drinks, and difficult births would be things you'd have in common with the guy who turned you into a rock to date his wife, but ... well.

Milliways.
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