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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[my_own_advocate]

"Who's got a better view, you or me?" Lucifer insisted.

And kissed her nipple.

[okteiviakom]

"And whose body is it," Octavia rasped, with a sigh, "mine or yours?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Ah, so you can sense the ink in your skin?" Lucifer teased.

While he was here, he might as well suck gently on it.

[okteiviakom]

Another sigh. Softer. She carded her fingers through his hair.

"Sure, why not."

[my_own_advocate]

"A very special superpower," Lucifer teased. He slid his fingers over another set of tattoos by her side.

[okteiviakom]

"It's not like I haven't been hyper aware of different parts of myself in the past," Octavia murmured, trying to see his hand, mostly just catching the movement of his arm. "It would fit."

[my_own_advocate]

"If you could self-actualize," Lucifer agreed. "Mm, what superpower would you have liked to get, if you could get one?"

He kissed her breastbone.

[okteiviakom]

"I don't know," Octavia murmured. She sounded faintly wry. "Maybe... talking to plants."

Well, no:

"Understanding plants."

[my_own_advocate]

"Ah yes," Lucifer mused, "Then you could feel bad about eating them."

[okteiviakom]

Long sigh.

And even more heavily wry, now: "Why do you have to ruin the fantasy?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Apologies," Lucifer sighed. "That wasn't my intention."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia teased at his hair. "I meant it like... understanding them better in the garden," she murmured, watching her own hand. "When I can't seem to figure out what it is that they need."

[my_own_advocate]

"So you'll know if they need better soil or water?" Lucifer murmured.

[okteiviakom]

"More sun," Octavia murmured, with a tiny, gentle nod, "or less sun, or anything."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out a soft huff.

"You're so good at being nurturing," he said softly.

[okteiviakom]

"I have several debts to pay," Octavia replied quietly, gentle but perhaps a touch resigned. "Amends to make."

It was... therapy.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer kissed the skin between her collarbones.

"Still."

[okteiviakom]

"It's the only way I know how to be, now."

But that was a good thing, wasn't it?

"Ever since Skyring, really."

[my_own_advocate]

"Can I just be proud of you for a moment?" Lucifer asked quietly. "You used to wrestle so much with yourself. With the world. With everyone else."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave the very softest snort.

"Proceed."

[my_own_advocate]

"I love how after all this time, you've found some way to do good with it all," Lucifer murmured. "Be at peace with yourself. And all on your own."

Without some divine parent pushing her over a cliff.

[okteiviakom]

"Not all on my own, skaifaya," Octavia murmured. "I've had a lot of help."

[my_own_advocate]

"Well," Lucifer said softly. "All on your own with some other humans involved."

[okteiviakom]

"Trying to remove yourself from the equation?" Octavia murmured, teasing, faintly.

Or was he really talking about something else, after all?

[my_own_advocate]

"No, I just," Lucifer said.

Trailed off.