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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[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's eyes slipped shut.

(He definitely didn't deserve this.)

[okteiviakom]

(Did Octavia?)

Her hands slid up his shoulders again, until they could rest against either side of his neck. And she was quiet for a few, slow breaths, again.

"You are a ridiculous man, Lucifer," she murmured. "In all the best ways."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer huffed softly. "There are best ways?" he murmured.

[okteiviakom]

"Mm-hm." A beat. "Yours."

No, she wasn't going to leave it at that, no matter how clever it was.

"I mean, I'm pretty sure your getting our -- Duke a marina. That's ridiculous." She rubbed at the back of his neck a little. And her voice got quieter. "And I think he's gonna love it."

[my_own_advocate]

"Already paid for it," Lucifer murmured.

He let out a soft sigh. "I just want both of you to be happy."

[okteiviakom]

"See?" Octavia replied wryly. "Ridiculous."

[my_own_advocate]

"It's not a ridiculous thing to want," Lucifer said quietly.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia sighed. "No," she agreed, "it's... beautiful."

Funnily enough, all the wry had fallen away from her voice all of a sudden. Or at least most of it.

"But have you met us?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, I didn't think it would be easy," Lucifer promised her.

[okteiviakom]

"Well, just as long as you're a realist about it..."

[my_own_advocate]

"I have seen you two through a disaster or five," Lucifer said, and kissed her again.

[okteiviakom]

Thus cutting off any reply Octavia might have had. For a little while, anyway, as she was busy kissing him back.

But, still. Eventually, she managed a murmured, "I like that you want us to be happy."

Neither of them had exactly had that enough in their lives.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out a soft huff and pressed his forehead against hers again.

"You deserve it," he said softly.

[okteiviakom]

"I'm not so sure." Of course she wasn't. "But I'm not gonna tell you not to want that because of it."

Because she wanted him to want that.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer cupped her cheek with one hand. "Good," he said. "Just-- good."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's face tilted just barely towards his hand. Didn't want to disrupt anything else too much.

"Thank you."

He could take his pick.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out a soft huff of a breath.

It shuddered a bit in the middle, for whatever reason.

[okteiviakom]

That kind of thing seemed to be happening a lot, lately.

Octavia's fingersrubbed at the back of his neck. Her voice got a little lighter. "You are my very favorite Devil."

[my_own_advocate]

"I'd say I'm the only Devil," Lucifer said, also grasping for some lightness, "But apparently miss Smith got into a fight with an alternate version of me."

[okteiviakom]

"Clearly an inferior version."

That came out with zero hesitation.

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm glad you agree," Lucifer teased.

[okteiviakom]

"I did just tell you you're my favorite."

[my_own_advocate]

"So you did," Lucifer said, and swept his fingers through her hair again. "Want to lay with me for a while before Duke turns up?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's nod was small, and her hum of 'mmhmm' very quiet. But they should have been enough to convey that yes, she absolutely wanted to just curl up against him and wait for their... guy, to show up.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer nodded. He let go of her to lay down on the bed, stretching himself a bit.

Then he reached for her again.