Octavia Blake (
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Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Evening
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.]
"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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She just hummed a smug, "Mm-hmm."
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Not with her skin pressing against his chest every time he leaned forward.
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What? Screwing him had been very good indeed, especially the big finish, but that scratched one itch, and him sliding into her, filling her up, scratched another one.
"Oh, I was smart to go for this."
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All snug and warm and slick around him.
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He pulled back a few inches, and made sure to squeeze a few drops onto his length. Just to be sure she wouldn't be uncomfortable.
But that was the last of it. He tossed the bottle aside and drove into her, hard and desperate.
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So she just let out a happy little moan, instead.
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The next roll of his hips made clear he was serious: fast, quickly followed by the next, and then yet another again while he left kisses along her skin.
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Just enjoying him. From the thickness of him inside her, to the kisses, to the simple sound of his breathing.
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Warmth quickly grew and spread in his abdomen, pulling his muscles tighter. And tighter.
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Still, she wasn't quite as relaxed as she'd been at the start.
"Good," she breathed. "Show me how -- bad you wanted this."
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He thrust in deep, this time. Staccato, one, two, three, pulling back far before he drove right back into her.
Tighter.
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Octavia gave a tiny, easy moan, her fingers briefly clenching. "Mmmh. Good."
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Another burst of deep, long thrusts, and-- that was it. They had drawn this out so long, and now there was nothing he could do but give in to the tightness in his abdomen, spilling himself deep within her. Face pressed into her neck.
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Never got old.
She was also immediately overwhelmed by a need to wrap him up in her arms, but that could wait for a while.
"Good," she murmured again. Almost soothingly. "Good. Give me everything."
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He fell still, half-slumped against her.
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Basking, with her lips curving into a smile on their own.
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"You've done your time."
There was a gentleness to her smirk.
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There was a tenderness to his smile.
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