The Deck of the Cape Rouge, Wednesday Afternoon

[okteiviakom]

Octavia was starting to feel like she was on a slightly more even keel, post-Haven. Things with Duke were still... maybe a little off, but, they were working on that, bit by bit. And while she hadn't really managed to unpack everything with her therapist yet, she'd at least opened up about some of it.

Things were moving forward.

And this afternoon, Octavia herself was moving. Specifically, on her yoga mat rolled out on the deck of the Rouge. It wasn't super warm out, but that was fine.

It felt like she could breathe.

[ooc: Open! ETA: NFB on all the sex talk, pls and thank you!]

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[bangwithawhimper]

Ginny gasped, not looking at all intimidated. "Are we going to do a scene? That punishment thing from the last episode? So hot. What're everybody's safe words?"

[my_own_advocate]

Oh good, now Lucifer's face was red, and not just with anger. "No, you are leaving," he snapped, striding after Octavia.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia herself stopped in her tracks. She felt like someone had suddenly dumped icy water all over her.

Her eyes were still fixed on the stranger, though.

"Leave."

It wasn't a suggestion. It was definitely not an invitation.

[betterthanaplan]

"Okay." Duke had so many questions. He was not going to ask any of them with an audience here. "You heard the lady. And gentleman. Time to go."

He darted around Lucifer, hands up, empty grin fixed in place as he went to gently push this crazy lady back to the boardwalk.

[bangwithawhimper]

Ginny was pulling her hair back, better to get into proper dom mode -- and then was being herded away.

"Oh my god, you're doing the thing!" she said. "You're their faithful little servant! You are such a bottom, honey, if the writers had any guts they would have you in bondage all the time."

[my_own_advocate]

"I am going to throw her into the ocean," Lucifer said through gritted teeth.

But he didn't bustle after Duke.

His hand wound up on Octavia's back, instead.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia said nothing.

She leaned very faintly against the touch, though. Other than that, she was just waiting for the stranger to be gone.

(In the water or otherwise.)

[betterthanaplan]

"Your opinion has been noted and filed away appropriately," Duke said, grin still firmly in place, if getting sharper by the moment. "Why don't you go stop by the trooper station? I'm sure they'll have plenty to say about your unsolicited advice."

[bangwithawhimper]

"The Trooper Station?" Ginny protested, even as she was successfully backed up the dock towards town. "Ugh, McDanno is so 2010."

She tripped over a loose board and landed on her ass as Duke turned and headed back to the boat.

"Whatever!" she shouted after him. "My spanking fics are way hotter anyway!"

[my_own_advocate]

"I don't know how she found any of that, but I am going to destroy every last scrap of anything anywhere on the internet," Lucifer promised Octavia, eyes gleaming red, and--

Oh.

Right.

It was Octavia.

He cleared his throat. "Are you all right?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia was halfway into turning away before she remembered the one thing she'd learned from a lot of the drama lately.

"I need a second," she ground out, flatly, before turning the rest of the way and going back to her mat - this time to roll it back up.

[betterthanaplan]

"No yoga, then," Duke muttered, coming back up to the ship (and keeping an eye on the woman to make sure she was actually leaving and he didn't have to call the troopers to haul her away). "The fuck was that all about?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Something private," Lucifer said, watching Octavia go. "That's very important to Octavia. And... fragile."

[okteiviakom]

That fragile was probably why Octavia felt the urge to find cover, right now. So once the mat was secure, she got up and turned to head down into the ship.

"I'll get the rum out."

Her privacy had ended up with enough of a dent as it was.

[betterthanaplan]

"Ah," Duke said. "Yep. That's -- good plan." He looked back at Lucifer. "You have your flask? Because I think I'm going to need some booze now, too."

He was not their good little -- whatever the fuck she'd called him. Dammit.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sighed. He took his flask from his inner pocket and held it out for Duke.

"Well, that was horrifying."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia made it down, put her yoga mat aside --

And went to pour essentially pints of rum to set out for the squirrels.

(Maybe at some point she would notice how her cheeks were burning.)

[betterthanaplan]

Duke took it and took a long sip.

"Do I want to know what she was talking about?"

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sighed. He reached up to press his fingers to his eyelids. "One of the best things about this relationship is how none of us have to be everything for one another, because together, we're enough," he said. "Octavia sometimes has needs we know you wouldn't be comfortable with, so we..." He dropped his hand. "We do that on our nights. And it's taken her a long time to become comfortable with herself about it."

He had promised Octavia he wouldn't give Duke any details. So he wasn't.

[betterthanaplan]

". . . Shit. And that woman, what, knew? What is she, a transformed squirrel?"

Fuck, there was a chilling thought.

[my_own_advocate]

"I don't know, but we should find out," Lucifer said. "I don't want Octavia retreating into herself because she feels she isn't safe."

[betterthanaplan]

"Definitely not. If she comes back here I'll fucking tase her."

How was that for a 'subbiest sub'.

[my_own_advocate]

"Good." Lucifer took a deep breath, and finally looked at him. "And you? Are you all right?"

[betterthanaplan]

Duke shrugged. "I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"

Because a stranger just called him a sub and implied that he existed only to serve other people, maybe.

[my_own_advocate]

"Well, everything about that was disturbing," Lucifer pointed out. "Not just whatever she was saying about Octavia."