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]

There could never be too much lube. Octavia would have commended him for thinking about it, only then that thrust happened.

So she just let out a happy little moan, instead.

[my_own_advocate]

"I won't be long," Lucifer whispered.

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.

[okteiviakom]

"Of course not," Octavia managed, quiet, smug, a little breathless.

Just enjoying him. From the thickness of him inside her, to the kisses, to the simple sound of his breathing.

[my_own_advocate]

"Fuck," Lucifer breathed, cleverly. His body had been kept on edge for too long: it claimed every inch of her that it could, pressing against her back, pressing into her, pressing kisses against her.

Warmth quickly grew and spread in his abdomen, pulling his muscles tighter. And tighter.

[okteiviakom]

It was all slightly less intense for Octavia. Her body, already satisfied once, had no goal here. The stimulation seemed like its own reward.

Still, she wasn't quite as relaxed as she'd been at the start.

"Good," she breathed. "Show me how -- bad you wanted this."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out an almost desperate huff against her neck.

He thrust in deep, this time. Staccato, one, two, three, pulling back far before he drove right back into her.

Tighter.

[okteiviakom]

'Almost desperate' was always a good sound from him.

Octavia gave a tiny, easy moan, her fingers briefly clenching. "Mmmh. Good."

[my_own_advocate]

"Octavia," Lucifer whispered, for no reason besides that he wanted her mouth on his tongue. "Octavia."

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.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave a little shudder underneath him. She'd made him work hard for his release, so of course she felt affected when he finally got there.

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."

[my_own_advocate]

"You already have it," Lucifer whispered, even as his length gave one last shudder, one last spurt.

[okteiviakom]

"This, too," Octavia amended, just as quietly. "Like a good boy."

[my_own_advocate]

"Yours," Lucifer sighed.

He fell still, half-slumped against her.

[okteiviakom]

"Mine," Octavia agreed, soft and gentle. Still a little breathless.

Basking, with her lips curving into a smile on their own.

[my_own_advocate]

"I love you," Lucifer whispered. "Ai hod yu in. I'm so glad I met you."

[okteiviakom]

"Ai hod yu in seintaim, ai skaifaya," Octavia murmured. "Otaim. My life would not be as good without you."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sighed again. With a little shift, he slid out of her. Cuffs or no cuffs, he needed to be next to her right now. With her. Properly. So he moved to her side.

[okteiviakom]

Funnily enough, once he'd shifted, Octavia turned a little more onto her side - and reached for one of his hands.

"You've done your time."

There was a gentleness to her smirk.

[my_own_advocate]

"For now."

There was a tenderness to his smile.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted. "For now," she agreed, her fingers unclasping the cuff from his wrist. "Still, maybe next date night will be payback."

[my_own_advocate]

"I look forward to it," Lucifer teased, holding his hands steady for her again.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia tossed the cuff aside and moved to his other offered hand. "Been a while since I've been bent over and cuffed to a bench..."

Tav, you're not supposed to just give out ideas like that.

(Except she routinely did so.)

[my_own_advocate]

"Ah," Lucifer said, grinning. "One has to save the classics for special occasions."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave another snort.

The cuff came off. She tossed it aside, too, then brought his hand up closer to her face. And pressed a little kiss against his wrist.

[my_own_advocate]

The grin slid back into a small smile.

"This place," Lucifer said. "It makes one think about all the time we've already spent together, doesn't it?"

[okteiviakom]

"Probably natural," Octavia murmured in agreement, as she used his hand to tug him closer, into more of a cuddle. "This is where it started."