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]

Octavia did that thing where she didn't quite laugh, but got dangerously close to it.

"Well, you'll be on my lap, doing all the work," she drawled, idly running her fingertips down his shoulder, "but the goal will be the same." So he could probably guess what that was, but since he'd asked for more detail... "Making me come. First."

Tiny shrug.

"Once you've accomplished that, I might let you come all over my stomach."

[my_own_advocate]

"Might," Lucifer echoed.

He sounded curious, in that I-had-a-thought-about-that-a-few-minutes-ago kind of way.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's head tilted just a fraction as she caught that tone.

"How does that sound to you?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Like a very good time," Lucifer said, studying her face.

[okteiviakom]

The smirky smile from a moment ago had given way to curiosity in her expression, in that 'new possibilities opening up' kind of way.

"And if I hadn't let you put your hand back on yourself, just now," Octavia said. "That could've been a very good time, too?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Yes," Lucifer said, after a moment. "As well as a... ah, longer time."

[okteiviakom]

The curiosity sparked into recognition.

"You're interested in being denied."

(Now where was that faint sense of awe coming from?)

[my_own_advocate]

"It just seems," Lucifer said, propping his head up so he could watch her better, "like something that could be very interesting when you're in that particular zone."

[okteiviakom]

And now they were mirroring each other.

"Why?" Octavia asked, curious as to whether he would even have an answer that could be put into words for that.

[my_own_advocate]

"Because you're beautiful when you take control," Lucifer said, running his thumb along her chin. "And while I deeply appreciate your consideration for my pleasure, it may get... in the way."

[okteiviakom]

"You wanna see how far it goes?" Octavia murmured. "Without such petty concerns like your pleasure."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's thumb slid up and pressed against her bottom lip. "I want you to be your worst with me," he said. He ran it along the edge gently. "So we can make it into something beautiful."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's breath caught in her throat again. Robbed whatever words she'd been about to say.

What did you say to that, anyway? That her sudden need to blink something away wasn't already communicating loud enough.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer dropped his hand and kissed her.

It was oddly gentle for the subject matter.

[okteiviakom]

One of these days they were going to have to accept there was no 'oddly gentle' between them. Gentle happened when it wanted to.

Octavia shuddered as she kissed him back.

[my_own_advocate]

"You like that," Lucifer whispered against her lips.

[okteiviakom]

"I do," Octavia replied, barely louder than a breath. She was shifting closer, as if she hadn't been already. "It's... No one's wanted that before."

And why would they?

How could they?

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's fingers found her hair again, pushing it back. "Well, I do," he said.

[okteiviakom]

"I know."

Oh, good, she sounded so small. And like she was about to cry. She forced a deep breath into her lungs, like it would steady her.

[my_own_advocate]

"Are you all right?" Lucifer asked softly, a little worried (confused?).

[okteiviakom]

"Uh huh," Octavia said, not nearly as light or reassuring as she would have liked it to sound.

Just ignore the hand coming up to rub over one eye, okay?

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer hesitated.

After a moment, he snuck a careful arm around her shoulders.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia swallowed.

And then shifted until she could tuck her head under his chin, burrowing against his chest. Accepting the comfort despite her ridiculous kneejerk desire to claim she didn't need it.

[my_own_advocate]

"I love you," Lucifer said, almost relieved that he hadn't gotten this wrong, that he... could just wrap his other arm around her too and hug her tight.

[okteiviakom]

"I know," Octavia said, quietly.

That was how much he was not getting this wrong.