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 did not, no," Octavia rasped, "well spotted."

[my_own_advocate]

"So the sights will remain excellent," Lucifer said, as they hit the first floor landing.

[okteiviakom]

"But I will only see myself at limited angles," Octavia retorted, teasing, "so you'll have to make up for that."

[my_own_advocate]

"I can describe you for you, if you'd like," Lucifer laughed.

Up another set of stairs.

[okteiviakom]

And Octavia was still following easily along with his tugging.

She chuckled, low and rough. "Well that's going to be something."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer grinned. "Your dark hair has a lovely way of framing your face when it's wet," he said, as they arrived at the bedroom.

[okteiviakom]

"When it's all plastered to my skin?" Octavia asked, already glancing through the doorway.

It was still an important doorway, even if they also planned to pass through another.

[my_own_advocate]

"Yes," Lucifer said.

He gestured at the door. "Shall we?"

[okteiviakom]

"We shall," Octavia said.

And made the first move in tugging him through.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer followed her easily, hardly unwilling. "Shall I check the temperature while you make yourself comfortable?"

You know, take off her clothes.

[okteiviakom]

"Sure," Octavia said, with a crooked smile at the phrasing.

She gave his hand a little squeeze, then let it go.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer smiled after her. "Be back in a moment," he said, and headed for the balcony.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia drifted over to the bed. Slid off the satin pants, then her underwear.

Unbuttoned the jacket.

It could work sort of like a robe, right?

[my_own_advocate]

If she wanted it to.

The water under the hot tub's lid was warm, though Lucifer cranked it up by another degree or two just to be certain. She had to be comfortable, damn it all.

He was undoing the buttons of his shirt as he stepped back inside. "It's warm."

[okteiviakom]

"Good," Octavia said, the jacket just... flowing around her, for now. She stepped up to him, gently swatting his hands away so she could unbutton the rest, instead. "Let me."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled softly. "As you wish," he teased, letting his hands drop away.

[okteiviakom]

"I just want to touch the silk a little bit more," Octavia teased back, and slid her hands up the sides of his chest as if to demonstrate. "Before it goes away."

[my_own_advocate]

"Take your time," Lucifer said, smiling.

He wasn't about to say no to being touched.

[okteiviakom]

And so he was getting touched. Though true to her word, Octavia mostly touched the shirt, sliding it off his shoulders and drawing it down his arms until he was free of it again.

She put it aside neatly, like it was important.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's smile was soft, by the time she was done.

"Done petting the shirt?" he teased gently.

[okteiviakom]

"For now," Octavia quipped, as she turned to him again.

Just for a slow slide of her hands along his bare chest, now.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out an unintended sigh. Her hands always felt--

Well. Right. On him.

"I'll happily put it on for you any time."

[okteiviakom]

"I'll keep that in mind," Octavia rasped, as her hands completed their journey to his shoulders.

And then started moving back down, for the waist of his pants.

[my_own_advocate]

"Please do," Lucifer said, looking down to watch her hands move.

[okteiviakom]

They went first to just brush over the leather a little, but then to undo the front of the pants.

And then to beginning to push them down his hips.