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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[my_own_advocate]

"Do you want to do me, or shall I take care of it?" Lucifer asked.

He held up the lube with one hand while his other one engaged in a few more, largely unnecessary, strokes.

[okteiviakom]

They weren't unnecessary in the slightest. Octavia's eyes watched his hand raptly.

At least until her eyes flicked up to his face. There was something sharper about her gaze as she pushed herself up on her elbows some.

"I want you to do it," she rasped. "Get yourself ready for me."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's shirt had already wound up discarded on the nightstand. He gave her a curt nod, and slipped out of his trousers, tossing them to the floor.

His hand slid from her length, and he squeezed a bit more of the lube into it. He laid down on his side, and reached behind himself.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia pushed herself a little further upright.

Watched him.

"Good Devil."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out a soft huff of amusement. He didn't want to make this too much of a show, he wasn't... interested in that element of it right now.

So he worked two fingers into himself quickly, and let out a gentle sigh.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia wasn't looking for a show, anyway. She just liked watching him, and sometimes even preferred it when it was simple, unshowy.

Like now.

She sat up the rest of the way (and only got slightly distracted by the way the toy moved with her). Reached out and ran her hand along his chest.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer kept one eye on that thing between her legs as he opened himself up. Decided to go with a third finger, just to be sure, drawing a gasp out of himself.

"There," he said. His voice was slightly shaky.

[okteiviakom]

Beautiful.

"Done?" Octavia asked, something much too light about her voice - for just the length of that word. Her hand traveled further down, but not down enough before it pulled away. "Well. On your hands and knees, then."

There was a slight strain to her voice, too.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's eyes flicked up to her face.

Something had just shifted in the air, and he swallowed, his cock twitching visibly against his stomach.

"As you wish," he said, and propped himself up. Palms planted on the mattress, his knees against the blankets.

His back to her.

[okteiviakom]

... He was really into this.

It wasn't a surprise, but it still made Octavia feel things in her chest that she didn't really have the time or the need to dissect right now. Not when she could be rising to her knees, and shifting closer to him, admiring his everything.

She ran her hand over the curve of his ass, and casually nudged his knees just a little further apart to bring his hips a little lower to a more convenient height for her, while she reached for the lube and added some more onto her length. You could never have too much, and anyway, the few strokes to spread it along the shaft were their own reward.

Especially when she could do it where her knuckles brushed against his ass.

[my_own_advocate]

He was into anything that made her this intense, this into it, and... well, in control. She could ask him to do just about anything in that voice and he'd do it.

Dangerous power to have over the Devil, Tavi.

Lucifer didn't realize he was holding his breath until he let it flow out of him again. He could feel every brush of her hand against him.

But he said nothing, and made no moves she didn't push him to make.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia didn't keep him waiting in his quiet obedience too long. Once the toy was slick, and with her hand still around the shaft, she guided the head to his entrance.

And pressed. Careful (which was unlikely to last), but not hesitant.

[my_own_advocate]

Oh.

Lucifer let out a low breath and relaxed, letting her in.

"Yes," he sighed.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia rubbed at his lower back with her free hand, but her eyes were on the toy slowly but surely sinking into him.

"Good," she breathed - and there was that strained note again.

[my_own_advocate]

"Mh-hm," Lucifer hummed. His eyes slid shut as the toy pressed against some... very good nerves. "Oh."

[okteiviakom]

The hand at his back slid to his hip. The other one joined it on the opposite side, as her hips did their best to press flush against his ass. As she got used to the new sensations.

"Just the start," she murmured.

[my_own_advocate]

"Well," Lucifer said, as he shifted and rolled his shoulders and stretched a bit while he got used to the weight in his arse. "Good start."

[okteiviakom]

"Gonna be good everything," Octavia rasped, quietly. Watching him, the freckled plane of his back.

So much power he was willing to relinquish for a little while. For her.

Her hips ached to move, but she was giving him a little moment longer to adjust. "For me, at least."

[my_own_advocate]

"Just planning to take what you want?" Lucifer murmured.

He fumbled for his phone. He wanted to keep his promise to Duke, and this... well.

That was picture number one.

[okteiviakom]

"What I deserve," Octavia rasped. She let him get the photo. Then she pulled back, about half of the way.

The forward thrust was not as slow as it had been the first time, no.

[my_own_advocate]

It was harsh enough to make him drop the phone. Lucifer managed a loud gasp, enjoying the wave of sweet stimulation that followed. "What you deserve," he agreed.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's own gasp was lost in his. This time.

And since that had been such a success, she repeated the motion, grasping tightly on his hips as she did. Like an extra reminder of who was in charge here.

Or maybe just an anchor.

[my_own_advocate]

He'd take it as the former, because it was hot.

Mind you, the second time wasn't as intense, purely because he was growing used to it. "Yes," Lucifer sighed, a soft encouragement. Wanting to move into it, to encourage her to be bolder, but... no.

[okteiviakom]

The slow start was for her own benefit too, anyway, as she got used to how this differed from her previous practice with the harnesses.

But Octavia was already starting to feel like she had the hang of this. And she was taking his subtle encouragement as exactly that, so... He wanted bolder?

The next thrust was harsher.

So was the one that followed in pretty quick succession, drawing a ragged moan from her in the process because yes, she could actually feel it like this, not just the part that was designed to rub against her clit but that perfect spot inside, too...

[my_own_advocate]

Better.

Lucifer slid forward until he found himself on his forearms. He moaned softly as the toy dragged against all the right nerves.

And yet, his attention kept getting dragged back to the feeling of his fingers on his hips. "Getting... a feel for it?"