Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Evening

[okteiviakom]

Tomorrow, they'd be home in the Bahamas again, most likely. But right now... Octavia and Lucifer were exploring the latter's old mansion. In Octavia's case, with a glass of wine in hand, and a sort of a permanent mix of amusement and curiosity on her face.

"Oh, there's a lot that hasn't been done yet, isn't there?" she said, peering into the living room. "Weird."

[ooc: For that guy with all the gray! No, the other one.]

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[okteiviakom]

Octavia considered it for a beat, thn nodded.

"Yes."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer grinned brightly, and strode into the bedroom.

Peeling the glasses from his face as he did.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia followed, after a beat.

Then closed the door behind her. Carefully, ceremoniously. (With maybe a little bit of impishness, too.)

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer turned around with a grin, taking a moment just to look her up and down again.

He was utterly convinced she just got more beautiful every year. (Like a sop.)

[okteiviakom]

He and Duke seemed to be in agreement there. Octavia herself, of course, continued to put as little stock into her beauty as she always had.

But she liked it when he looked. She stood by the door and let him.

(Although her clothes remained as dark as they had always been, the fabrics trended softer, these days.)

[my_own_advocate]

"You are so incredibly gorgeous, ai niron," Lucifer said, as his gaze slid back up to her face.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's lips curved on one side, an amused warmth.

"Are you trying to butter me up, shoga?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Just expressing one of my favorite truths," Lucifer said, smiling back. "Shall we see what's in the drawers?"

[okteiviakom]

"Why don't you show me?" Octavia rasped, as she finally stepped away from the door.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer inclined his head in a silent 'yes', and found himself walking towards the drawer in question. He pulled it open. "Mm, tons of strappy things," he said, holding up part of her chest harness. "Oh, and this plug, our old friend... too bad we wore that one out."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia stepped up to where she could slide her arm around his waist while she peered at the things.

"Well, no toy is forever." A pause. "Except maybe you."

[my_own_advocate]

"I am a bit like a future-proofed Energizer bunny," Lucifer agreed, leaning into her. "Oh, now there's a two-headed dildo I'd almost forgotten about..."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave an appreciative hum.

"Do you think the pleasures of that have been unlocked yet?"

[my_own_advocate]

"I would hope so," Lucifer said, rooting around a bit much. "Anything in here that sparks your nostalgic creativity?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia hummed again, this time leaning forward for her own closer look.

"Oh, there's always something," she drawled, giving a soft snort as she spied a certain app-powered sleeve thing still in its package at the bottom of the drawer. "I'm just trying to decide which spark to follow. "

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled, and turned his head to press a kiss against her cheek. (His vision wasn't yet so bad he couldn't get a good look at her this close.) "Take your time," he teased, and let his hand slide down to her arse as he set his wine down on the nightstand.

[okteiviakom]

"Always," Octavia rasped, leaning just a little further. (Pressing her ass against his hand just a little more.) "There should be a pair of cuffs here..."

[my_own_advocate]

"You think?" Lucifer asked, giving her arse a little squeeze.

It wasn't like his eyes were better than hers.

[okteiviakom]

"I do," Octavia said. "I just can't -- oh, there they are." She took a sip from her glass, then set it aside so she could pick up the pair of leather cuffs in a sort of a gunmetal shade. "I was looking for something green."

[my_own_advocate]

"I don't even remember us getting those," Lucifer admitted. "...The leather ones. Not the green ones."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave him an amused look. "It's been a long time, babe," she said. "I don't remember half this stuff. I mean, not specifically."

Hence why she thought there might be cuffs, but the color? The material? Eh.

[my_own_advocate]

"I have a very good memory for sex toys, generally," Lucifer protested. "... But we did get a lot of them."

He was a go-with-his-partners-desires kind of devil, and Octavia had a great deal of prop-dependant ones.

[okteiviakom]

It was just one of the many beauties of her, clearly.

"And I was just figuring it out, at the start," Octavia noted. "Trying things and figuring out which made me tick."

[my_own_advocate]

"But tick you did," Lucifer said, grinning. "Wonderfully."

[okteiviakom]

"Mmm."

She straightened up, let her head tilt against his shoulder for a moment.

"I'm thinking of keeping this simple."