Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night

[okteiviakom]

As requested, date night dinner had been Thai, and delicious. And dessert, right now, also delivered on both because it was banana roti.

And yet, Octavia could barely focus on it at all. Because of a talk, earlier in the week, there was... an anticipation, here. Still a little vague, still only mostly-but-not-entirely certain. Just hanging over the scene at the table, unspoken of but present.

About half of Octavia's serving of roti was still there, though rapidly vanishing. "You can really taste the banana."

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

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[okteiviakom]

There was just something about that in particular that really reminded Octavia that, should she have wished, she could've just walked up the stairs and seen all this live and in person.

But this was safer.

And thankfully also ludicrously hot.

Oh, lube, good call. Youre gonna need more of that soon

[my_own_advocate]

Have something special in mind, do we?

Lucifer closed his eyes and let the phone drop onto his stomach. She was going to deprive him of this soon, he was fairly sure, and he just needed... a few more strokes... as he pictured her face as it must have looked right now.

[okteiviakom]

It might have looked a little calculating, right now. But also very focused on this task at hand.

So to speak.

We were a little focused on your dick last time, she sent back. And just your hand

[my_own_advocate]

After a moment or two, Lucifer found the strength to lift up the phone again.

And you feel other parts of my body... deserve attention.

[okteiviakom]

Do you ache yet?

There was no wrong answer to this question.

[my_own_advocate]

For you, always, he almost texted, but Lucifer thought better of it.

No, he sent instead, I'm enjoying the feel of my hand...

[okteiviakom]

Stop

Mean, yes, she knew.

& go to the toy drawer

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled softly, a little breathless, but he obligingly pulled his hand from his cock (and sent her a picture, just to prove it).

Then he got up and reached for the drawer.

What next?

[okteiviakom]

2 options

And guess he could just... guess at what those were, for a moment. Because Octavia was thinking.

(Picturing things, in her mind.)

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer tilted his head as he opened the drawer up all the way. They had quite a collection, at this point. Two options...

Are you going to make me guess?

An idea did pop into his head, though. For next time, if this went well.

[okteiviakom]

Not that it was obvious, or relevant to what they were doing right now, but one of the strappy things was missing. Specifically, the one that worked more or less like a bra.

Anyway.

You can entertain me with a guess, sure

[my_own_advocate]

I assume it's something you can insert... one of the plugs?

Any answer was a good answer.

(He made a note of the missing strappy thing.)

[okteiviakom]

One plug, one something else
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[my_own_advocate]

A vibe, then. So which should I take? He could keep guessing, but. Well.

[okteiviakom]

Wrong

Tsk, Lucifer!

[my_own_advocate]

I didn't point out a specific one, Lucifer texted, and sighed, and sent her a picture of his hand hovering over the contents of the drawer.

[okteiviakom]

Wasnt a vibe at all, Octavia retorted.

She would put him out of his misery... into a new misery, in a moment.

[my_own_advocate]

I meant it as short for vibrator, Lucifer messaged wryly. [eggplant emoji]

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted. Mostly at the emoji.

& and i meant a v i b r a t o r was never one of my two options

Technically, anyway, as would become obvious later.

[my_own_advocate]

Well, that leaves fewer options, Lucifer conceded. Put me out of my misery?

[okteiviakom]

Since you were so hung up on vibes, take the big plug

Which, yes, had the vibrating beads under the surface in the neck of it. The rimming simulation was the technicality.

& the remote

Of course.

No i wont be telling you what option 2 was

[my_own_advocate]

Evil mistress, Lucifer texted, but he took the big plug and the remote. Obediently.

[okteiviakom]

Now get comfortable, Octavia texted back, ignoring the name-calling because she knew he was doing what he was told, anyway.

Because youre going to work that thing into yourself

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer settled back down on the bed, considering the plug in his hands. Should he have kept playing the guessing game a bit longer?

His curiosity was going to eat him.

But he tossed that thought aside, reaching for the lube again. Needed to work himself open a bit, before he got this thing good and ready. And so he was quiet for a precious few minutes. Just... working with it.

The next picture she'd get was one of the plug, half-in, half-out, his legs up.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia had risen from her seat, in the meantime. She wasn't going anywhere, really, she was just following an instinct to dim the lights in the living room some more. To make it feel more... intimate.

The picture made her pause where she was, and to exhale a pleased hum.

And... Yes, maybe that called for something more special than a text.

"Good progress," the recording of her voice said, raspy and low and oh-so private in its tone, "but you can take it all, soon, I know you can."