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]

"Mmhm."

Well, there was nothing to object to in that. And she was tired.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer reached out and pulled up the blankets a bit more.

Curled a little into Octavia himself, and closed his eyes.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia did the same, settling in with a little sigh.

This was good.