The Samsara, Port of Fandom, Saturday Morning

[okteiviakom]

Last night had been okay. The margaritas had been tasty, and Octavia had acquiesced to Lucifer's request of not letting him go home alone by dragging him back to her boat with her at the end of the night. She'd passed out hard not too long after because, again, tasty margaritas.

Of course, now it was morning, and she was finally stirring again.

And the muffled little groan was almost immediate.

Goddamn margaritas.

[ooc: For the Devil, unless the neighbour wants to drop by too! ETA: NSFW downthread!]

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[my_own_advocate]

Soon, his breathing grew shallower, his fingers in her hair just a little firmer. When her mouth grazed him just so, Lucifer let out a groan, and his hips bucked up in spite of himself.

Chasing more. Or just urging her on to keep going as he felt some control slipping out of his grasp.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia wasn't any more willing to stop or let up now than he'd been with her. Even made a little noise of appreciation at feeling his fingers tightening in her hair.

And another, when his hips bucked, making that particular downward bob a little deeper than she'd meant for it to go. Recalling a rougher vibe that wasn't really what this morning was about, but still --

She was filing that away for later.

Right now, she was focusing on doing everything in her power to drag another one of those groans out of him. And pushing him further towards a loss of control with her lips, her tongue, her little moans right when he could feel it most.

[my_own_advocate]

There was just something about the way they were both taking their time this morning that felt... good. Like they'd locked all of the bad out of Samsara, and now they were just making their own little bubble of time here where nothing and nobody else mattered.

It was easy to let go under those circumstances. To let his hips move within the limits she set, and let the pleasure wash over him, the way her mouth felt around him when she made noise...

Lucifer groaned again, and again, and finally let the noise taper off into a low moan. He didn't know how much time had passed, but it was enough-- enough for his balls to tighten and the muscles in his abdomen to jump as his body readied itself for release.

"Octavia," he sighed.

[okteiviakom]

Come on, let go, Octavia wanted to say. But for obvious reasons, she had to signal the same by just --

Keeping up everything she was doing. Her jaw was going to protest in a moment, but right now she didn't even feel it. She wanted this. His moan, her name on his lips.

His taste on her tongue.

She kept going. Maybe pushed the intensity just that last little bit further, sucking on him just a fraction more.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer had been riled up since he first settled between her legs; he didn't need much more.

His fingers tightened firmly in her hair, and he moaned low in his chest, his hips rocking up again to meet her--

And he tipped over, letting go, her name a whisper on his lips.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia stilled, but didn't pull away. She wanted to see him through it, wanted to enjoy every last throb of his inside her mouth, swallowing down what he spilled.

There was a soft gagging sound. She'd had about a fifty-fifty shot at doing this gracefully, but, well.

She'd never cared much about grace, anyway.

[my_own_advocate]

There was an apology that nearly came out of his mouth, but Lucifer knew her too well now to let it slip. He just... held on, enjoying the heat around him as he came down slowly.

Until he finally stilled entirely.

He opened his eyes and peered down at her.

"See," he mumbled. "Beautiful."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia pulled off him with a fairly obscene wet sound. Wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, then crawled up, bringing the covers back up with her.

And rasped, "Nothing people say immediately after orgasm should be taken seriously."

[my_own_advocate]

"Said it before, too," Lucifer said lazily, reaching out for her. "And I am deadly serious."

[okteiviakom]

"Uh huh," Octavia said, as she moved to snuggle up against his side, with her head against his shoulder and with one leg draped over him. "So you keep saying."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer wrapped an arm around her and pulled her even closer. "Because I mean it," he said, kissing the top of her head.

[okteiviakom]

"I know you do," Octavia murmured into his skin. With a little less off her playfully argumentative tone.

Okay, a lot less of it.

[my_own_advocate]

"Mm," Lucifer hummed, in acknowledgement of that tone shift. He pressed his cheek against her, and wrapped his other arm around her, as well.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia felt snug, and comfortable.

And safe.

(It was weird how it kept coming back to that, lately. Safe.)

"That was hot," she muttered quietly, drawing absent little shapes against his shoulder, her arm resting against his chest.

[my_own_advocate]

"I quite enjoyed it," Lucifer agreed, softly. "You are a force of nature when you put your mind to it."

[okteiviakom]

Even her snort was soft.

"More mouth than mind."

[my_own_advocate]

"Thankfully," Lucifer said, smiling against her hair, "I quite like your bratty little mouth."

[okteiviakom]

"Not a brat."

Well.

Not really with anyone else but him?

[my_own_advocate]

"I beg to differ," Lucifer said, letting his fingers slide up and down the tattoo on her shoulder.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia sighed quietly. Sometimes she was very easy when it came to soft touches.

"So what do you think makes me a brat?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, you know exactly what I mean," Lucifer said, and nuzzled her hair. "You like trying to one-up me. In the most pedantic way you can think of."

[okteiviakom]

"I don't know if that's true."

[my_own_advocate]

"Too bad," Lucifer said, chuckling softly. "Because you are bratty. And beautiful. And, hm, bold." He kissed the top of her head. "Occasionally belligerent."

[okteiviakom]

"You handle my belligerence just fine," Octavia murmured, nuzzling his shoulder.

It was why she threw it at him, specifically.

[my_own_advocate]

"You may be the sweetest belligerent woman I've ever had in my life," Lucifer teased. (Which said more about the other belligerent women in his life, really.) "That helps."