okteiviakom | Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Evening

Octavia was struck by a very strong urge to pull him into her arms. Unfortunately, the tub wasn't the best place for that, so she had to settle for --

Well. Guess she was sort of trying to move onto his lap.

Lucifer let out a soft huff, but as she moved closer, so did his arms. Winding their way around her waist.

Steadying her.

That had been her idea. Settling sideways over his lap and sliding her arm over his shoulder while her other hand stayed where it was, an anchor at the side of his neck.

The kiss did not let up much.

Parts of Lucifer's anatomy were definitely reacting, but he chose to ignore them. To keep the kiss... whatever it was now.

Something between sweet and meaningful and something else.

He pulled her as close as he could.

Octavia appreciated it - even audibly, with a little hum of a noise in the back of her throat. A ghost of a purr.

She tried plastering herself against his chest more. Just because getting on his lap meant more of her was now exposed to the air again, of course. Definitely for no other reason.

Oh, hello. Lucifer's arms slid up, enclosing her back. Making sure she was... warm. Yes.

He didn't intend for that groan to roll through his chest as she pressed closer. But there it was.

Octavia exhaled something that sounded like a rough chuckle.

"Oh," she murmured against his lips. "I guess you like that."

"I don't mean to make this sexy if you don't want it to be," Lucifer murmured, "But... yes. I like that."

Octavia snickered. It was still a rough, low sound, but just a little louder.

"You can make this sexy," she rasped. "I'm giving you permission."

"Thank you," Lucifer said.

And what else could he do but follow that up by catching her bottom lip between his teeth?

Octavia's amused noise was a little more careful, this time. She did not want to disrupt him doing that, after all.

She sounded like she approved.

Lucifer's hand settled against the center of her back, and he turned that nibble into a kiss-- one with more fire, more interest.

Mmm.

Well, far be it from Octavia to not respond in kind, sliding her arms around his neck as she made sure he knew she didn't just love him.

There was want there, too.

It felt like there hadn't been enough of this, either-- her, a solid thing in his arms, wanting and taking, her strong muscle against his fingers and her curves pressed up against him.

Lucifer moaned softly against her mouth, shifting, feeling himself brush against her thigh.

"Oh, that's right," Octavia murmured, on an exhale.

Her teeth found his lip, for a little bite. Or two.

Mmmm.

Lucifer's fingers trailed down her back, nails just lightly scraping against her skin. "Yes..."

Just a slightly sharper bite. Just the one, and then Octavia soothed it with a little flick of her tongue against his lip.

Lucifer let out a hum, soft and pleased, feeling himself harden more. An errant hand slid down, settling over her hip under the water. Giving it a squeeze.

Or perhaps, getting a firm grip.

Felt like the latter to her.

Octavia's own hand slid to his shoulder. Then to his chest, right around where the air met the water.

His hand stayed where it was. Lucifer sighed, licking his way into her mouth.

His hips rocked against her, oh so lightly.

The weight of her sideways on his thighs probably made 'lightly' the only option that wasn't going to just jostle her, too.

Octavia's lips parted further for him again, easy, greedy.

Lucifer groaned, taking what was offered, kissing her with purely filthy intent.

There was something fun about doing it in the water. Comforting.

But also very hot.

He squeezed her hip, running his fingers along her thigh. Over it.

His touch felt odd under the water. Unfamiliar. New, even. And none of those things were bad.

Octavia matched the intensity of his kiss while her own hand dipped below the surface.

Lucifer's hand slid between her knees. Something fun squeezed in his abdomen.

He broke away from her mouth, just to leave biting kisses along her jaw.

Octavia inhaled a ragged breath, exhaled a sigh.

"Oh, that's my Lucifer," she murmured, letting her head tip a little to the side.

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