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 if we decide it's going to be our code phrase," Lucifer chuckled.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave a soft snort. "You can't disguise a code phrase, Lucifer."

[my_own_advocate]

"And asking you flat-out, 'Are you really upset or just playing at it?' is going to throw us both out of the moment, darling."

[okteiviakom]

"It's as if there's maybe a middle ground between those two," Octavia teased, gently. "I'm just saying, you already know how to play your part, so I think you would know how to ask 'orange?' or something and still be... strict about it. Just like I think I will answer honestly if I need the out."

[my_own_advocate]

"I suppose I could try that," Lucifer allowed.

[okteiviakom]

"We're gonna figure this out," Octavia promised, reaching up to press a little kiss to his jaw. "We can even practice it, sometime."

Which was a thing she was far more comfortable suggesting knowing that he struggled a little, too.

[my_own_advocate]

"All right," Lucifer said, and his hand ran up her arm. "We should."

Another kiss to the top of her head. "I love you, ai niron."

[okteiviakom]

"I love you too, skaifaya," Octavia murmured, soft and gentle.

[my_own_advocate]

"What do you want to do next?" Lucifer murmured. "Or do you have more notes?"

[okteiviakom]

"That's all my notes for now," Octavia told him. "We can focus on... something else."

Something lighter, probably.

[my_own_advocate]

"Taking things off and/or putting them back on again?" Lucifer asked.

[okteiviakom]

"Is that what you would like?" Octavia rasped, looking at him through mirror again.

[my_own_advocate]

"I think I would like us to be naked or something close to it together, whether or not we have sex," Lucifer mused. "We could also finally do the hot tub. I could... find you a bathing suit."

[okteiviakom]

"Stop trying to put me in a bathing suit," Octavia rasped, though not seriously at all. She tugged his arm a little closer around herself. "Promise I'll ask for one if I need it."

[my_own_advocate]

"I just don't want you to be uncomfortable," Lucifer said, "But I miss hot tub times with you."

[okteiviakom]

"And is hot tub time what your heart desires now?"

[my_own_advocate]

"I wouldn't mind it," Lucifer said, mouth curving.

[okteiviakom]

"Then I guess we'll leave getting busy in front of the mirror for another time," Octavia replied, perfectly lightly, already turning in his arms.

To head out, you see.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer raised his eyebrows-- and laughed.

"I should install a mirror above the bed, hm."

[okteiviakom]

"Or just put a mirror in your bedroom where I won't worry about it falling down onto me."

[my_own_advocate]

"A mirror by the bed, either way," Lucifer said. He lifted his chin at the mirror. "Because we are extremely pretty together, yes."

[okteiviakom]

"Yes, but now we're leaving," Octavia replied, giving him a little nudge.

[my_own_advocate]

"To be pretty together some other way," Lucifer agreed.

He stepped back, pulling her with him.

[okteiviakom]

She went with him, easily enough.

With one final look over her shoulder at the mirror. Hey, they looked good from behind, too.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed softly. "Enjoying the sight of you?" he asked, pulling her towards the door.