The Cape Rouge, Port of Fandom, Tuesday Morning

[okteiviakom]

Raccoontavia (again, thanks for that, Lucifer) had been perfectly happy to sleep curled up near the edge of the bed - at least after it had become very clear that any and all attempts to roam around the bed and over the bigger creatures that slept in it would end in getting swatted away by the one that smelled weird.

She'd been very close to the edge tonight, though.

Too close, in fact.

At least for poor human Octavia who, in quick succession, found herself back in her usual body and then falling over the edge of the bed with a thump and a "Goddammit".

[ooc: For the two!]

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[betterthanaplan]

"He's cranky because I was moody," Duke said. "You know how he gets." He shifted so he could curl around her a bit. "Anyway, we missed you."

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm not cranky," Lucifer insisted, though he also settled against Octavia a bit more. "But I did miss you."

[okteiviakom]

"Better," Octavia decided, with just a little bit of rasp. She made sure to rest one of her hands on Duke's arm, the other on Lucifer's. "Though I can't say I missed either of you."

But only because her tiny raccoon brain didn't work like that.

[betterthanaplan]

"You gave me a seashell," Duke said, snuggling into her. "And then tried to climb me like a tree."

[my_own_advocate]

"Not much change there, then."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted, glancing over at Duke.

"That better not have been in the usual way."

[betterthanaplan]

“I mean, I haven’t studied raccoon mating rituals but I’m pretty sure you just wanted to get on my shoulder.”

[my_own_advocate]

Don't mind Lucifer making that extremely amused muffled snickering noise over there. "Mm, yes, she never goes for your shoulders normally. Well, with those particular limbs."

Look, Lucifer was just trying to feel normal again.

[okteiviakom]

You weren't above getting your very own snort-and-look combo, Lucifer.

"Very clever."

[betterthanaplan]

"I'm sorry, which limbs is she usually going after my shoulders with?" Duke asked, amused.

[my_own_advocate]

"Her legs," Lucifer said helpfully.

Really now, Duke.

[betterthanaplan]

"And . . . which limbs did you think she was going to sit on me with as a raccoon?"

[my_own_advocate]

"I believe we were talking about her clawing her way up there with her paws."

[okteiviakom]

"This is the worst-executed sex joke I've heard in a while," Octavia rasped towards the ceiling.

So why were the corners of her lips faintly curving, anyway?

(Because it was nice to listen to them.)

[betterthanaplan]

“He had to reach too far for it,” Duke said, smiling into her shoulder.

[my_own_advocate]

"It would have landed fine if you didn't insist on nitpicking a perfectly fine sex joke," Lucifer said.

He sounded annoyed.

He was also leaning over Octavia a bit and reaching to tangle his fingers in Duke's hair, though.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia said nothing.

Just watched them with that same tiny pleased look on her face.