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]

Another nod.

Because that sounded about right, too.

"Consider it sort of a safeword kind of thing."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer nodded. "All right," he said.

He was silent for a moment. Then: "So shall this be our new date nights, for the forseeable future?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia was quiet for a moment, too.

"I guess so," she murmured. "I mean. Something like this, anyway. It's... kind of a changeable thing, I think. 'Cause, I didn't go into this today thinking I would be able to let you, you know."

Small pause.

"Touch me."

[my_own_advocate]

"I think we should just... keep the ground rules intact," Lucifer said slowly. "We have dinner. You decide if I go upstairs. Or, I suppose, use some other phrase if you don't want me to... well, be upstairs. And you're the one who says when it ends."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia nodded against his chest. Then, she tilted her head up to look at him.

"That sounds smart."

Like a solid framework to fall back on.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer smiled at her. "The important part is that you're in control," he said. "But only when you signal you want to be. It's fine if you want to skip a night, and we'll just... take it to the couch, have a cuddle, perhaps watch something together."

[okteiviakom]

"I think that means I'm in control all the time, technically," Octavia murmured, with a lopsided but soft smile.

[my_own_advocate]

"Until you decide to relinquish it," Lucifer murmured. "Which may come again some day."

[okteiviakom]

"Will."

She needed it too much not to get back to it.

(That was the hope she was clinging to, anyway.)

[my_own_advocate]

"Will," Lucifer echoed softly.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia reached up a little, just enough to press a light kiss against his lips.

"I love you so much," she whispered. Shook her head, barely. "And this thing won't beat me."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's mouth curved a little bit. "I love you," he echoed. "I don't think any obstacle you set your mind to overcome has a snowball's chance in Hell, and I would know."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's hand crept up to cradle his cheek.

"Just have to find the right steps."

[my_own_advocate]

"And we're beginning to figure out how to," Lucifer murmured.

[okteiviakom]

"We are," Octavia agreed softly. "And it's... encouraging."

No, really, this had probably done a lot to boost her confidence at this front.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I'm proud of you."

[okteiviakom]

"Stop," Octacia murmured, going for a wry tone, "you're gonna give me another kink."

As if praise was not already in there, just overshadowed by the more obvious things.

[my_own_advocate]

"And that's a problem how?" Lucifer teased.

[okteiviakom]

"How are you supposed to try and satisfy all of them?" Octavia retorted.

[my_own_advocate]

"Have you met me?" Lucifer asked. "I mean, really."

[okteiviakom]

"You're still just one man."

Sort of.

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm an angel," Lucifer returned. "And one quite familiar with satisfying several humans at once." He grinned. "I think I can handle adding 'touching you while telling you how proud I am of you' to the list."

[okteiviakom]

"I guess we'll see," Octavia said with a teasing rasp.

Not at all thinking about what that would be like, now. Not. At. All.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed, and pressed his face into her neck, nuzzling her.

He didn't feel light, exactly. If anything, he felt like both of his feet were firmly on the ground - with something ahead worth walking towards.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia made a noise in her throat and hugged him closer.

Yeah. They were more in sync again. And it was good.