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 snorted softly. "I mean... I thought the regular strap-ons were great?"

But they definitely had a new winner here.

[my_own_advocate]

"But...?" Lucifer prompted.

He just liked to hear her talk about it.

[okteiviakom]

"But, I can feel more with this one." Yeah, she knew that was the point, and that she'd opted against the ones with a place for a vibe on their first round of shopping. It could still be a revelation. "When it moves in you, I can feel it. It feels like we're more... connected."

[my_own_advocate]

“Like we’re actually fucking,” Lucifer agreed.

[okteiviakom]

"Yeah," Octavia agreed. (Sure, this was what got her animated.) "Which is kind of weird, because we were definitely fucking with the other ones, too. But not like this."

[my_own_advocate]

"Not in a way where you felt like it was part of you," Lucifer filled in.

[okteiviakom]

"Yeah," Octavia said again, nodding. "And being able to actually come from it kind of ups the stakes."

[my_own_advocate]

"I remember you having some thoughts about that earlier," Lucifer said, smirking.

[okteiviakom]

"Which part are you referring to?" Octavia asked, her hand sliding to where she could try and boop him on the nose. "The one about using your ass for that?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Mhm-hm," Lucifer said. "You painted quite the picture."

[okteiviakom]

"Well, fair warning," Octavia rasped, amused, "if I get you to ride me... That's gonna come back into play."

[my_own_advocate]

"Is it?" Lucifer said. "Please, go into more detail."

[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.