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'm hearing a soft lecture," Octavia joked, but quietly. "I was just making an observation."

[my_own_advocate]

"Wasn't meant as a lecture," Lucifer said softly. "Just encouragement."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave that a little hum, as her hand settled on his arm.

Well, not quite settled: her fingertips brushed slowly back and forth against the silk.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer smiled again, and he too, leaned towards her. Into her.

Taking a moment to just enjoy the feeling of it, fabrics and all.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia let her head tilt back against his shoulder, a little, but kept her eyes on the mirror.

Looking at the fabrics and colors, her expression... too vague to be pinned down.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer thought about asking her what she was thinking again, but... chose to give her some space, instead.

Rather than hurrying her up.

He was certainly in no hurry.

[okteiviakom]

The brushing against his sleeve turned slowly into gentle rubbing against his arm through the fabric.

"We look good together," Octavia noted, eventually, a little lower.

[my_own_advocate]

"We do," Lucifer agreed. "Very much so."

[okteiviakom]

"We also need to talk about last week."

No, those thoughts didn't follow each other directly, but they were related. If you were her, at least.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer tilted his head.

"Well, no time like the present, I suppose," he said, though he was a bit unsure which part of last week she wanted to talk about.

[okteiviakom]

"You haven't done anything wrong." That seemed like something that was important to establish right away. "I just... because that's apparently now a thing, I just have a few notes, I guess."

[my_own_advocate]

"Suppose that's fair," Lucifer murmured. "We did wander rather far off our usual path."

[okteiviakom]

"From now on, if I say 'just pain'," Octavia replied, her own voice dropping into a murmur, as she turned her head a little more towards his neck, "we should stick to that."

[my_own_advocate]

I thought I was, he nearly said, but he caught the defensive words before they made it out of his mouth. "All right," Lucifer said quietly.

[okteiviakom]

"That means not talking about fucking me, either," Octavia clarified, in response to... Well, either feeling like there was something he hadn't said, or just needing to make sure.

[my_own_advocate]

"That wasn't meant to be about sex, darling," Lucifer said, gently. "Though I'll keep it in mind."

[okteiviakom]

"It was hard to hear it any other way," Octavia muttered. "So I guess that doesn't work for me."

[my_own_advocate]

"And that's valid," Lucifer said. "I just... Don't want you thinking I was trying to push the scene into that. Because I wasn't."

He hadn't even gotten hard.

[okteiviakom]

"Like I said, you didn't do anything wrong," Octavia murmured, again. "I'm just asking you not to go there again."

A breath.

"Also I guess instead of telling me what you weren't trying to do, you could tell me what you were."

[my_own_advocate]

"Make you feel small," Lucifer said quietly. "Humiliated. It felt as if you were-- looking for that a bit, too."

He kissed the top of her head. "But I'll keep in mind this isn't the right way to do so, under those circumstances."

[okteiviakom]

"I was, maybe," Octavia admitted. "And it was fine, bringing up that I was -- that it was getting to me."

A fine use of talking around it, there.

"It felt like the line was between that and talking about doing anything about it."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer nodded. "I wasn't going to," he said. "It was... A threat. Or something to be denied."

[okteiviakom]

"I couldn't know that."

But this was how they learned, so her voice was soft and quiet.

[my_own_advocate]

"No," Lucifer agreed. Kissed the top of her head again, idly. "I was... feeling my way through," he said. "And so, I assume, were you."

[okteiviakom]

"Yeah," Octavia sighed. She was watching them in the mirror again, and wondered a little at getting to see him kiss her head like that, for once. "That's how I found out I really don't like getting hit anywhere near my chest, either."