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]

"Feels nice under your fingers?" Lucifer murmured.

[okteiviakom]

"Uh huh," she confirmed with a little nod. "They both do."

[my_own_advocate]

"I was just thinking this would be a combination that would fit you well, too," Lucifer said softly. "Leather and silk."

[okteiviakom]

"Why?"

No argument there, just curiosity.

[my_own_advocate]

"We already know how good you look in leather," Lucifer said, reaching out to place his hands on her hips. "How it brings out the... fight and the fury in you." He pulled her a little closer. "But we also both know you are full of tenderness, darling," he said. "Something soft might... help cover the parts of you the leather doesn't."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia took it as an invitation to run both her hands up to his shoulders, leaning in.

"You're just hoping to put me in another robe," she teased, but it was soft and quiet.

[my_own_advocate]

"No," Lucifer said. "But now I'm tempted to have a dress made for you..."

[okteiviakom]

"A dress," Octavia echoed. "In silk?"

[my_own_advocate]

"And leather," Lucifer said, his hand sliding up along her side. "Something that protects and binds in some places... and flows in others."

[okteiviakom]

"Oh," Octavia breathed. "Where would I wear something like that?"

[my_own_advocate]

"In here?" Lucifer said, drawing a finger up her shirt. "Perhaps on the boat."

[okteiviakom]

"Seems like you have this all figured out," Octavia noted, quiet and low.

[my_own_advocate]

"I just like watching you move in beautiful things," Lucifer said, voice as soft. "Especially when they actually suit you."

He felt-- pulled into this kiss by gravity, more than that he leaned for it. But he had to let it take him.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia couldn't fault him for that.

She met him easily, matching him.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's hand had reached her cheek now. He lingered in the kiss, pouring into it both affection and the building tension he'd been feeling, the-- attraction.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia tugged him closer. He'd already been very close, but that didn't matter. Mayeb she just wanted all that silk and leather against herself.

While she was returning all that affection back to him.

[my_own_advocate]

And oh, now Lucifer's other hand had wound up on her arse, somehow. He let out a little sigh against her mouth and murmured, "Would you like to get me out of these? Or shall we keep looking for something else?"

[okteiviakom]

"Are you in a hurry?" Octavia teased quietly.

[my_own_advocate]

"Not at all," Lucifer said, and kissed her again. "Merely struck once again by my luck."

[okteiviakom]

"Yeah, I know grabbing my ass is a powerful thing like that."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed. "It is a very nice ass," he teased.

[okteiviakom]

"I know," Octavia told him, again with that lopsided little smirk. "You and Duke keep telling me."

[my_own_advocate]

"But I was talking more about-- all of you," Lucifer said, and kissed the corner of that little smirk. "Though if you want to dress me up and touch me more, I'm happy to let you."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's hand found its way up to cup his cheek. "You know tonight's not necessarily gonna end in sex, right?"

There was a good chance it would, but something compelled her to say it out loud anyway.

[my_own_advocate]

"Darling, if that was my main concern, I wouldn't have suggested dress-up adventures," Lucifer said softly, his own hand moving to wrap gently around her wrist.