Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Evening

[okteiviakom]

Another Sunday, another date night at the mansion, another meal almost finished. The dessert was more chocolate than it was fruit, but the latter was still very much a part of it. The combination seemed to be just the right thing for Octavia, because...

"Is it too much if I lick the bowl?"

The answer was not going to affect her much.

[ooc: For that guy and also glorious SP.]

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[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer made a soft, pleased noise.

"I'd be offended if you didn't."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted, louder and sharper in contrast.

"Offended," she echoed.

[my_own_advocate]

"It's a bowl full of chocolate, darling," Lucifer said very seriously. "In some cultures not licking a bowl full of the remainder of something tasty is a terrible insult."

[okteiviakom]

"I guess your culture is one of those, then," Octavia teased.

As she was picking up her bowl.

[my_own_advocate]

"You know how I feel about people enjoying things," Lucifer teased.

[okteiviakom]

"Doesn't really matter to you."

She was hilarious. And now licking the bowl, yes.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer snorted. But he watched her.

Happily.

[okteiviakom]

But not as happily as Octavia made sure to get every last bit of chocolate.

Some of it ended up on the tip of her nose, because of course.

[my_own_advocate]

"Darling," Lucifer said, already leaning forward out of his chair. "Let me get that..."

[okteiviakom]

"Hmmh?" Octavia inquired, looking up.

It wasn't like she'd noticed yet.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer reached out and scooped the chocolate from her nose.

"There you are," he said, holding his finger out for her.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave a soft huff, briefly wrinkling her nose like a sign of surprise. "Didn't even notice."

But yes, of course she was going to lick his finger now.

[my_own_advocate]

"That's what you have me for," Lucifer pointed out, shamelessly watching her mouth.

[okteiviakom]

That was what the very last, wholly unnecessary (and thorough) lick was for.

And then she leaned back in her chair with a little sigh and a lopsided little smirk.

[my_own_advocate]

"Satisfied?" Lucifer asked, voice a bit lower.

[okteiviakom]

"For now, yes," Octavia rasped.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled, and took a swig of his wine. "I need to get us chocolate more often."

[okteiviakom]

"As long as you keep mixing it with fruit," Octavia replied. Because it was also an important component, unsurprisingly.

[my_own_advocate]

"So chocolate fondue, next time?" Lucifer offered.

[okteiviakom]

"Well, that's a lot of chocolate, and a lot of fruit," Octavia mused, tilting her head as if there was actually something to think about, there. "Yeah, I could go for that."

[my_own_advocate]

"It's also very messy," Lucifer said brightly. "So fun."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave him an amused but wholly unsurprised look.

"Of course that would be the first thing you think of."

[my_own_advocate]

"Having fun?" Lucifer said. "Absolutely."

[okteiviakom]

"Thinking mess is fun," Octavia retorted. "But I guess that's the same thing."

[my_own_advocate]

"One day I'm going to convince you to go mud-wrestling with me," Lucifer teased. "Then we'll see."