okteiviakom | Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Evening

"Hello there," Lucifer sighed, grinning. Sweat had started to cling to his skin sometime in the past few minutes, and he was almost tempted to wipe it away.

But he was going to be good. He kept his position.

"It's a good dick," Octavia told him, as she was getting some lube on her end of the toy. "I remember us having a lot of good times with this one."

"Whatever happened to it again?" Lucifer mused. "Didn't we break it?"

"One too many rough rides," Octavia confirmed. "Unfortunately."

Just ignore the 'mmh' that came from her easing the toy into herself.

"Worth it," Lucifer sighed, nostalgic. "Though."

The toy brushed against the curve of his ass while Octavia got more lube for it.

"Oh, definitely," she murmured. "This is what I learned to fuck both of you with."

"I've been with women who quite like pegging," Lucifer mused. "I don't think I've ever met one who took to it quite as enthusiastically as you did..."

Talking meant he could keep some of his attention away from the length sliding against his skin like a promise.

That strategy was going to stop working soon. But not quite yet.

"There was just nothing not to love," Octavia said, lubing up the length, which meant her knuckles also dragged against his skin. "It was a type of power I'd never felt before."

"Is that it?" Lucifer hummed. "A big, sexy power trip?"

His cock twitched.

"A slim piece of silicone that lets me bring you to your knees and make you beg?"

She shifted a little, the toy just sliding against the crease of his ass. Definitely a promise now.

"And sometimes gets me to come, to boot? Yeah. Definitely a big, sexy power trip."

Lucifer chuckled. It sounded rough, for... some reason. "I do always love being on my knees for you."

But let's face it: he would've enjoyed anything she wanted to do with him naked.

"You love every position I put you in," Octavia retorted, echoing the narrative's simple truth. "On your knees, on your back, or face down in my pussy."

Just to name a few things, for illustrative purposes. She shifted one last time, hand wrapping around the toy to guide it.

And sank in.

"True," Lucifer started.

And then she was pushing into him, and he let out a loud gasp and let himself relax.

"Oh," Octavia purred as she slowly bottomed out, "you really got yourself good and ready for me, didn't you?"

"I am," Lucifer panted, "a good boy, after all..."

Oh every inch felt heavy and big and delicious.

Octavia had missed the particular way this toy pressed up into her, too. Her hands settled onto his hips as she took a breath and enjoyed it for just a small moment adjust.

"My good boy," she agreed. "Eager to get the attention he deserves."

"Very," Lucifer breathed, enjoying the sensation of goosebumps along his skin.

Taking advantage of the moment to let himself fully relax into it.

Octavia's thumb rubbed at his hip as she looked at him, the broad plane of his back, every part of him just under her command.

"How could this possibly not get to me?" she murmured.

And pulled back for her first proper thrust.

Lucifer gasped, an almost choked-off noise, and dropped his head forward as he felt her move. "Oh good," he mumbled.

Octavia gave a little 'unf' of her own, too, biting her lip, as she drove the toy back into him.

Gripping his hips tight.

"Planning to fuck me into the mattress?" Lucifer asked.

He glanced over his shoulder. Couldn't help himself. He didn't understand why past him hadn't gotten some more mirrors in here, frankly.

It was a serious flaw Octavia was also lamenting.

Not that you could tell from her wobbly smirk. "Maybe," she rasped. And, on what ought to have been the next thrust, went to pull him back onto her cock. "Bet you'd -- like that."

That was always an excellent power play. The way she'd tug him back, like his body was hers to command. (It was.) Lucifer groaned perhaps more loudly than a simple thrust deserved.

"Yes," he said, feeling his body cling to her on the way out. "Mm, yes."

"We'll see," Octavia breathed.

She had a definite fondness for making him rock back into her. And she was putting that fully on show right now. And just as a treat, she still rocked forward to meet him, here and there.

"Oh, feels good --"

"Is it as good for you as it is for me?" Lucifer joked, breathless, a hint of a moan still in his voice.

On the next thrust, he pushed back to meet her in turn.

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