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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[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave him a solemn nod. See, accepting it!

"En yu's meizen," she murmured, her hand curling around the back of his neck, to pull him gently into meeting her own lazy, awkward little lean.

For a kiss.

[my_own_advocate]

He was still smiling when he kissed her, his fingers trailing lightly along her arm.

Still in no rush.

[okteiviakom]

From Octavia's side, it was best described as languid, anyway. She was just enjoying exploring the shape of his mouth. Tasting him.

Tasting her.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sighed against her mouth, his fingers sliding up far enough that he could play with her hair a little.

He shifted closer, leaning into her.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's hand slid down, and then underneath his arm, to his back. Like an invitation to come closer, as if he hadn't just done that.

He was so easy to kiss.

[my_own_advocate]

He tried to be.

(For a very limited group of people, these days.)

Lucifer couldn't scoot much closer, but he tried, his arm wrapping around her shoulders, his elbow shifting against the mattress to make it even easier.

He caught her bottom lip, all light, amused teasing.

She was lovely.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave a little amused huff, lips pulling into a curved something under his teeth. She ran her blunt nails down his back, a little.

Thought briefly about his wings, out of nowhere.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sighed, and broke away for a moment. "I believe we salvaged this morning quite well, haven't we?" he said, sliding his thumb along her bottom lip.

[okteiviakom]

"Yeah," Octavia said. Or sighed, more like. "Thank you."

That just slipped out.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out a soft huff, and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "No, thank you," he murmured.

Which was as much as he wanted to go into yesterday.

[okteiviakom]

"I haven't done anything except have way too many margaritas," Octavia rasped with a little sigh at the kiss, "and then drag you back here with me."

It was one take on things. Specifically, one that didn't ask him to go into yesterday.

[my_own_advocate]

"Except being entirely too gorgeous for your own good," Lucifer said, tracing the edges of her face with his fingertips. "And a brat."

He kissed her cheek and murmured, "And tasting so good you leave a Devil wanting for more."

[okteiviakom]

This sound wasn't a laugh, either.

"So you just gained more flattery down there, hmm?" Octavia drawled, voice low. "And wants."

[my_own_advocate]

"What can I say?" Lucifer said, leaning back just a bit to smirk at her. "You're an inspiration."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia pulled her hand away from his back so she could bring it up to his face, instead.

Scratched lightly at his stubble.

"Or you're easily influenced."

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, have you been trying to influence me, then?" Lucifer teased.

[okteiviakom]

"No," Octavia retorted, "that's how easy you are."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sighed. "I came all the way here just to be insulted, apparently."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's gaze slid down to his jaw, which her fingertips were tracing.

"I didn't say it was a bad thing."

[my_own_advocate]

"Hmhm," Lucifer hummed, amusement making his eyebrow twitch. "So my being easy is a good thing?"

[okteiviakom]

"Yes."

Had he met her? She needed her people to balance her out in some respects.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed softly. "Then I'll take it."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's expression hadn't been hard to begin with, but it seemed to soften further as her eyes flicked back up to his.

Then she kissed him again.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer cupped the back of her neck and kissed her back with an enthusiastic kind of gentleness.

[okteiviakom]

After a moment, Octavia pushed him back.

... In that gentle way where the objective was for her to follow, rolling herself on top of him. Maybe it was finally his turn to have his back against the mattress.