The Cape Rouge, Port of Fandom, Monday Afternoon

[okteiviakom]

Maybe Octavia was still trying to cling to some kind of a vacation vibe. Or maybe it just genuinely felt like the kind of day for her to sit out on the deck of the Rouge with a book in hand.

Either way, there she was, after the weird water-based class. Reading, while a few of the ship's porgs waddled around. So far, they seemed to have taken the hint that the book was not something edible, and therefore shouldn't be that interesting to them.

[ooc: Open, though may be occasionally slow due to recuperating from work. ET: Goes NSFW wayyyy down in the comments.]

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[my_own_advocate]

It was.

Lucifer kissed her softly, lingering, and with a measure of joy he hadn't expected from himself.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia responded in kind.

She didn't realize how firmly she was holding his hand. Like she didn't want him to pull it away.

[my_own_advocate]

He wasn't planning on going anywhere. (Right this moment...)

Lucifer pulled back the slightest way with a sigh on his tongue. "I," he said.

[okteiviakom]

"Mm?" Octavia hummed, a soft prompt.

She hovered close to him, not pulling any further away.

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm sorry for being a dick somehow earlier," Lucifer managed.

He ran his fingers along her cheek. "You're beautiful."

[okteiviakom]

"You weren't," Octavia murmured, trying to press her forehead to his. "I was just... difficult."

Confusing. Or some other word like that, take your pick.

[my_own_advocate]

He let her. Of course he did.

"If you say so," Lucifer said softly.

[okteiviakom]

"Maybe sometimes we're both dicks," Octavia muttered. "Somehow."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out a soft laugh. "Sometimes," he agreed. "All three of us, really."

[okteiviakom]

"Maybe that's why this works," Octavia said. It was supposed to be a joke.

It didn't entirely sound like one.

[my_own_advocate]

"Maybe," Lucifer echoed.

It also didn't sound like a joke on his end.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia kissed him again.

Just for that.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer kissed her back for a little while. He wasn't in any hurry.

"Do you think he had a good day?" he asked softly.

[okteiviakom]

"Yes."

Or maybe that was just what she hoped. Either way.

[my_own_advocate]

"Good," Lucifer said.

He didn't mean to sound so unsure.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's free hand crept up to cradle his cheek again.

And her voice was very soft. "Why do you sound like that?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Sound like what?"

And now on to helpless.

[okteiviakom]

"That."

Her fingertips were light against his cheek.

"Young."

[my_own_advocate]

"I don't," Lucifer started, and stopped, and sighed. "I just... needed it to go right."

[okteiviakom]

"Why?"

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's eyes darted to the ocean, then the floor. "Because he's important," he said.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia sighed softly. And pressed a quick kiss on the corner of his mouth.

And whispered, "You did amazing, skaifaya."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer blew out a much louder sigh.

"I just," he said. "I need to do these things right."

[okteiviakom]

"Did you see me trying to find the right gift?" Octavia muttered.

Their reasons were probably different. But, still.

[my_own_advocate]

"Yes, but you're you," Lucifer returned. "Of course you're going to find the right thing."