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]

"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.

[okteiviakom]

"That's weird logic," Octavia rasped, "considering dress-up adventures are what got the three of us together in your bed in the first place."

[my_own_advocate]

"I also thought it might be a fun trip down memory lane," Lucifer allowed, grinning. "But I won't complain if all we do is assemble outfits for one another."

[okteiviakom]

"You haven't even tried assembling one for me yet," Octavia pointed out on a soft huff.

[my_own_advocate]

"Because I told you you could choose," Lucifer said, chuckling. "But I can find you something, if you'd like."

[okteiviakom]

"You can try." Just so she could see what he'd go for.

She pressed another quick kiss against his cheek, near the corner of his mouth, then stepped back.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer swept past her, still smiling, towards the section that was mostly-- well, clothes women had left behind, and things he'd picked up for them along the way. "Hm, which way shall we go..."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia found something to lean her shoulder against, and watched him.

Honestly, half the joy was just seeing him somewhere that felt like one of his elements. (And watching that shirt move with him and against him.)

[my_own_advocate]

"Now the question is," Lucifer mused, as he rifled through some dresses, "Do we go sexy? Symbolic? Ethereal? Some mixture of all three?"

[okteiviakom]

"Surprise me," Octavia rasped.

She shifted a little closer, though. To see the things he was looking at.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer found himself drawn to the blues and purples, to fabrics that reminded him of what she'd chosen for him.

His hand landed on... ah.

He pulled the magenta satin woman's suit out from in between two dresses. It came with no shirt. "Here."

It was equal parts her stern dedication to practicality - a suit, with trousers and a jacket - and utterly, deliriously over the top. He was in love with the idea immediately.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia couldn't help the way she perked up a little when he pulled out something that wasn't a dress.

"Oh," she said, low and appreciative. "Now that's something else."

[my_own_advocate]

"Isn't it?" Lucifer asked. He held it out for her. "A little bit of all three, it is."

[okteiviakom]

"Where's the symbolic part?" Octavia wondered, as sh reached out to take it - and to immediately feel the fabric.

[my_own_advocate]

"It's a practical suit," Lucifer said, smiling. "It's soft in fabric, but it exudes power in its cut."

[okteiviakom]

"I don't know enough about suits to argue with that," Octavia replied, with a trace of wryness. "I'll take your word for it."

And, well, suppose she should put it on, now. So she was reaching for the bottom of her shirt with her free hand.

[my_own_advocate]

It was Lucifer's turn to lean back and watch, a small smile on his face.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia set the suit aside for a second, so she could actually get the shirt off.

And then her pants.

Because the new pants needed to go on, first.

[my_own_advocate]

"I didn't realize you were going to make this a show," Lucifer teased.