Lucifer's Mansion, Saturday Night

[okteiviakom]

Yesterday, there'd been shopping. And today, there was...

Okay, Octavia was still not the most comfortable using words like 'date night'.

But it was probably a date night. She was even wearing a sleek black blouse with her black jeans, in an approximation of something Lucifer might like to see.

There'd also been a nice little meal, just now. And Octavia had even allowed herself a small glass of wine to go with it, the last of which she was making her way through now that they were cuddled up on the couch, still downstairs.

A little moment of rest before dessert, so to speak.

"That was delicious," she told Lucifer, her head tilted against his shoulder. "But it usually is."

[ooc: For that guy I modded, and NSFW-bound.]

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[okteiviakom]

The breath made her shiver, and there was a 'what?' on the tip of her tongue, until it caught up with her that she figured she knew why he was asking.

Checking in.

"I love it," she murmured. She could still feel it now, but that was good.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer smiled. "Good," he said, nuzzling the mark.

Closing his teeth around another spot of skin, just below it.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's little hiss was about half anticipation.

"Good," she sighed, like an echo, her eyes slipping closed.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's mouth closed around the skin, and he sucked roughly. His hand slid up and worked its way into her hair, holding her close.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia drew in a noisy, unsteady breath that stayed just on this side of being a whimper. Her hand bunched up the bedding by his shoulder.

It was unfair how that seemed to set her skin alight.

[my_own_advocate]

"You really like me bitey," Lucifer observed. "Mm."

He pressed a kiss into the side of her neck. And another.

The third, a bite.

[okteiviakom]

"It's been a while," Octavia muttered. Like that somehow explained it. Or excused it?

She sounded distracted, either way.

[my_own_advocate]

"I can think of a few more places I could give you that attention," Lucifer murmured.

His arm slid tighter around her waist.

He flipped her.

[okteiviakom]

And so she found herself on her back. Just narrowly avoided trying to drag them into a bedding cocoon in the process, too.

"Bet you can," she breathed, her face haloed by hair.

[my_own_advocate]

She was gorgeous. (He'd think that another hundred times tonight, he was sure of it.) Lucifer just looked at her for a moment, his face soft.

How had he gotten so lucky?

[okteiviakom]

Octavia looked up at him. Didn't even realize she was smiling in response to his soft look.

"What are you daydreaming about?" she teased, quietly.

[my_own_advocate]

"You," Lucifer said, smiling back. "How incredible you are."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia reached up for his face, just to cradle it between her hands.

"Takes one to know one?"

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled. "Interesting way of looking at it," he teased. He lingered for a moment.

Then he brushed a gentle kiss against her mouth, and tugged her jeans down.

[okteiviakom]

"It's not my fault I think you're incredible," Octavia mumbled. While pushing her hips up for a second there, just to be of help.

The briefs were a whole lot on the sheer side for something she'd wear.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer left the jeans on the floor. After a moment of indecision, he... reached past her for his phone, and held it up as he opened the camera app.

"This one is for me," he said. "Not for Duke."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave a soft snort and a tiny smirk.

"Mm, already hogging the pictures to yourself?" she teased.

[my_own_advocate]

"You picked these out for me," Lucifer said softly. He wasn't an idiot. "I just want to preserve the gift."

He held the phone up until he could get almost all of her in the shot.

He took the photo.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's expression softened just in time for him to capture that, too.

Because, yeah. She had picked those out for him. And was touched that she'd gotten it right enough that he'd want to remember that.

[my_own_advocate]

He knew her. That this didn't come naturally. That she'd thought about what he might like and gone out of her way to get it.

And the underwear looked gorgeous on her. There was that, too.

"Beautiful," Lucifer said, putting his phone aside.

He pressed a kiss against the lace right between her breasts.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's fingers found themselves carding through his hair. Soft and gentle.

Appreciative.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer moved down, leaving another kiss right below the first. He trailed down the lace until there was none left for him to kiss, and his fingers slid over the mound of her breast.

She should keep this on, he decided.

[okteiviakom]

The bra hugged her in the right ways. It didn't have the structure of a corset or any of the other things that had kept her back straight over the years, but it had something of the feel of being wrapped up and supported.

So Octavia wasn't going to mind keeping it on.

The hand in his hair stayed where it was. Her other one brushed lightly over the top of his hand on her.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer smiled at her touch.

He found the vulnerable skin of her belly, and there...

There he bit down again.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia hissed, her fingers tightening just a little in his hair.

It felt different there than it had at her throat.