Lucifer's Mansion, Very Late Friday Night

[okteiviakom]

There'd been the club.

And then some texts with Duke.

And then Lucifer's house, and specifically Lucifer's bed, where Octavia was now catching her breath and brushing her hair out of her face with a slightly lazy and uncoordinated hand, flopped down on her back.

[ooc: For the Devil in question, and some slight residual NSFWness may occur.]

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[okteiviakom]

And Octavia tilted her head, and pressed a kiss to the underside of his jaw.

Like a thank you.

[my_own_advocate]

"At least in your case," Lucifer murmured, "The real thing is much better."

[okteiviakom]

"You're just saying that because you were in me not that long ago."

Weak joke.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed softly. "It helps," he said, "But no."

[okteiviakom]

"Figured," Octavia murmured. "My junk isn't that magic."

[my_own_advocate]

"But it can make me see stars," Lucifer teased.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted.

"I don't know, that sounds more like an issue with your head."

[my_own_advocate]

"Specifically," Lucifer agreed, "Your junk around my head."

[okteiviakom]

Okay, this huff was closer to a laugh. Not one, but... closer. "Oh you like that, hm?"

Not news.

[my_own_advocate]

"I clearly need to be louder next time, if that is still in question," Lucifer said, smirking.

[okteiviakom]

"Well."

She pressed a kiss against his chest, where she'd been nuzzling him again.

"Thighs kind of muffle the sound sometimes."

[my_own_advocate]

"Mm, I suppose they do, at that," Lucifer said, his fingers sliding idly down her back.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia sighed softly. That, too, happened against his skin.

"I like it that you're loud sometimes."

That wasn't news either.

[my_own_advocate]

"Seems only reasonable to make sure you know your efforts are appreciated," Lucifer said. Mostly teasing.

[okteiviakom]

Snort.

Her hand was somewhere down at his hip, curving against skin. "Usually your body tells me everything I need to know."

[my_own_advocate]

"Already know how to read me like an open book?" Lucifer's hand had made it down to her behind, now that she seemed to be cheering up.

[okteiviakom]

Sometimes distraction worked. Even when Octavia did it herself.

She tilted her head up again, for another soft kiss against his neck. "Enough to spot the pages that are dog-eared, anyway."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed softly.

"Well," he said, tilting his own head to give her space. "It's not like it's a secret I quite enjoy sex..."

He gave her hindquarters a little squeeze.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia half-hummed, half-sighed against his skin. Some touches just got to her more than others, sometimes, and wasn't going to look too far into why that was.

"No, it's not," she agreed quietly, before another little kiss. "It was the first thing I knew about you."

Well, guessed.

[my_own_advocate]

"I do like to lead with my best qualities," Lucifer teased.

He'd wanted to keep that touch idle, move on to something else. But after that reaction, he couldn't help but stay there. Kneading, leisurely.

[okteiviakom]

Just indulge her a little, Morningstar.

"It's not your best quality," Octavia murmured, stretching to press the next kiss a little closer to his ear. Her hand rubbed idly against his hip.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out a soft sigh at the touch of her lips this time, his free hand reaching up to touch her jaw. "Hmm?"

[okteiviakom]

"You care," Octavia said, close to his ear. "And you understand."

[my_own_advocate]

Another breath. Less sighy this time.

Lucifer turned his head just a fraction to the side, and caught her lips with his.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia kissed him, dragging her fingertips up along his side.

It wasn't harsh, or rough, but there was -- definitely a lot of feeling involved.