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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[okteiviakom]

"I know," Octavia told him softly. "I know all sorts of touching is... really natural for you."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out a soft huff. "That is one way of putting it."

[okteiviakom]

"Necessary?" Octavia offered, a little quieter.

[my_own_advocate]

"We all respond differently to being deprived of affection," Lucifer said quietly. "Occasional vacations where I could smother myself in touch used to be my only escape."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's hand found his near her shoulder. Idly, except really not.

"I think I understand."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer nodded slowly, and he relaxed against her a fraction more. "And now I've been enjoying the nuances of touching that doesn't lead to orgasms."

[okteiviakom]

"Like undressing," Octavia replied quietly.

And felt compelled to press another kiss on his skin.

[my_own_advocate]

"Yes," Lucifer said, eyes fluttering shut again.

[okteiviakom]

"Guess it's good I really like touching you," Octavia murmured, against his cheek.

[my_own_advocate]

"I am deeply appreciative of that," Lucifer murmured. "And you are welcome to touch me anywhere."

[okteiviakom]

"Oh, I know," Octavia murmured - with maybe the barest hint of teasing.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer didn't laugh.

His fingers drifted up to touch her cheek.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia let her eyes close. Just for the moment.

Just to feel.

[my_own_advocate]

"It mattered to me," Lucifer murmured, after a moment. "That you were trying. That you stayed with us. It took me embarrassingly long to read that part of you, to know what it meant, but..."

[okteiviakom]

"I love you," Octavia murmured. "That's always what it is."

[my_own_advocate]

"So I could wait," Lucifer said, smiling.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's eyes fluttered open again. Not all the way, but enough that she could see him again.

"Kiss me."

[my_own_advocate]

'Yes," Lucifer whispered.

He closed the distance, meeting her lips with his own.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's hand found its way curve along the side of his neck, her thumb resting against his jaw. He didn't need to be pulled in, but he did need to be touched.

Even as her lips were doing a lot of that.

[my_own_advocate]

He appreciated it, the warm, stabilizing weight of her hand against his neck, the firm tenderness of her thumb.

Lucifer sighed, his own hand dropping down to her leg, and gave himself to the kiss.

[okteiviakom]

So did Octavia.

Slow, but... firm. Assertive in its affection, somehow. Like she wanted no chance of him feeling anything but loved by her.

[my_own_advocate]

How could he, really? Lucifer made a soft noise, something that came from deep inside his chest, where warmth spread deep.

"Incredible," he whispered, and kissed her again.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia kissed him back, exactly as fierce as before.

And just deepened it.

[my_own_advocate]

Oh. Well.

He felt that elsewhere, though Lucifer wasn't about to call attention to it. His hand slid down, rubbing her knee under the water.

His lips parted.

[okteiviakom]

Guess she was comfortable in the water?

Or she was just comfortable.

Either way, Octavia made sure to claim his mouth for hers as soon as he yielded to her.