Lucifer's Mansion, Very Late Friday Night

[okteiviakom]

Octavia hadn't said much on the walk over from the club. Hadn't felt like it, for whatever reason. And there was worth to be found in silence on a late-night walk through town, anyway.

But they were here now. Just inside the door, and Octavia sighed and brushed her hair back from her face, and and seemed to try and inhale some sociability into herself.

"Do you have fruit?"

The odds didn't seem great. It wasn't like he was actually here a whole lot, these days.

[ooc: For that guy whose new canon has taken up most of my day.]

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[okteiviakom]

And so Octavia was undoing them.

"Do you think that'll make a difference?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Seems proportionate, at least."

He watched her face while she opened up his trousers.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia glanced up at his face only briefly, with a little snort. "It's not gonna do anything."

She'd been called much more offensive things in the past.

Anyway, most of her attention went towards the pants. And then towards pushing them down his hips.

[my_own_advocate]

And Lucifer shifted, one leg, then the other, so he could get out of those trousers.

"How am I entirely ridiculous, then?"

[okteiviakom]

And Octavia... actually took a moment to fold the pants at least somewhat neatly before setting them aside.

And then stretching out again beside him, reaching down to unzip her own jeans. Downright casual, as she said, "There are constellations on your shoulders."

[my_own_advocate]

"Hm?"

Lucifer glanced at his shoulder and caught a few freckles in the corner of his eye. "I suppose so, with a bit of imagination..."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia shrugged, right before she kicked the jeans the rest of the way off.

"Skaifaya kom skaifaya," she said, softer, as if half to herself.

[my_own_advocate]

"Poetic as always," Lucifer murmured, pulling her back into his lap as soon as she was finished.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia put up no resistance.

Just splayed the fingers of one hand against the front of his shoulder once she was there.

[my_own_advocate]

"Planning to make a map?" Lucifer asked softly.

[okteiviakom]

"It's more like aimless exploring," Octavia murmured, watching her index finger as it slid against his skin. "Don't have the patience for a map."

[my_own_advocate]

"I see," Lucifer said, running his hands up her back. "Find anything interesting?"

[okteiviakom]

"Every part of you is interesting." See how 'ridiculous' wasn't necessarily bad, Lucifer? "But you could draw a smiley face under these ones."

There were a couple of the more noticeable freckles of similar size right by each other where she was now tapping his chest.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled softly. "Making a ray of sunshine out of me," he said.

He drew a line between her shoulder blades.

[okteiviakom]

"Please, the only person I know who rivals you in grinning is Duke."

[my_own_advocate]

"He is pretty when he smiles," Lucifer mused, briefly distracted. "Either way..."

His hands slid down her sides. "I'm amused you'd choose a smiley face."

[okteiviakom]

"Why?" Octavia asked, some of the rasp returning to her voice as her head tilted. "Don't I seem like the kind of joyful person who'd do that?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Not unironically," Lucifer murmured.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia tapped her fingers over the spot again, and shrugged. Dropped the rasp.

"It just happened to be what I was looking at. That's all."

[my_own_advocate]

"It's still where your mind went," Lucifer said.

Duke was going to turn up and find them a naked yet non-sexual tangle at this rate.

He drew his fingers up along one of Octavia's tattoos.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia shrugged again.

On the side he wasn't currently skimming over a tattoo on, because she wasn't an idiot.

[my_own_advocate]

"You have the most charmingly strange mind," Lucifer said, tracing those simple lines thoughtfully.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted, softly. Her hand had slid a little further down from his shoulder, but was still doing its own gentle exploring along the expanse of his chest.

"Thank you?"

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm never bored with you," Lucifer murmured.

[okteiviakom]

"That can mean many things," Octavia pointed out, mostly to be a pain.

She soothed it with a little lean in and a soft, light kiss against his cheek.