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]

"There's a, there's a toy," Octavia breathed. Still moving. "I bought, a while back. And I can't wait to make you fuck it while I watch."

She swallowed, gasped a breath as he sank fully into her again.

"'S gonna be the opposite of that one plug. It's gonna make you feel so good, and I'm not gonna -- I won't let you come. Because you're too beautiful when you're desperate."

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, bloody terror you are," Lucifer groaned, and tilted forward a bit, burying his face into her shoulder as he let out a loud moan.

[okteiviakom]

"Shouldn't suffer so beautifully," Octavia sighed. "We need the mirror. You should watch yourself."

[my_own_advocate]

"We should get that mirror," Lucifer agreed, eyes closed. He moaned, softer this time. "You're so inventive when you make me suffer..."

[okteiviakom]

"All I want is to make you grateful," Octavia breathed, "when it ends."

And, oh. Her hips were picking up their pace again.

"Just -- think about everything I could do behind your back if you faced a mirror."

[my_own_advocate]

"Mm, you just want to watch me hurt," Lucifer groaned, and his fingers couldn't help but still for a moment as pleasure overtook him. "Oh. Oh."

[okteiviakom]

"Not just," Octavia argued, although it was more a sigh than anything else.

Moving felt good, felt right.

[my_own_advocate]

"Not just," Lucifer allowed, and remembered about his fingers, and got them moving again.

It was beginning to become difficult to think.

[okteiviakom]

"Want you to get what you deserve," Octavia replied, but she was starting to sound extra distracted, too.

See, his fingers were doing something important to add to how she moved. And she finally felt like chasing something, instead of just drawing this out. And that showed.

Half squirming, half thrusting, like she couldn't get enough of him filling her up.

[my_own_advocate]

Good. Because he couldn't get enough of filling her up. Of feeling her, wet and tight around him, the delicious hint of what could-be around his fingers.

Lucifer fell silent - in words, at least. He gasped, and he groaned, his hips sometimes moving with her, into her--

He hissed with naked pleasure and tipped his head back.

[okteiviakom]

They weren't talking, but none of this was silent, no. The water sloshed around with each of Octavia's movements - which were beginning to border on frantic.

Her grip was tight on his shoulder. On the edge of the tub, too. That was how she could ride him best for all he was worth. Her eyes were shut tight, and she didn't even know how loud she was being.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer was panting, his eyes turnd towards the sky. Not seeing much of anything. Just-- feeling the incredible friction, the pleasure that wound him up higher and higher and higher.

It had been too long. He'd almost forgotten how perfect they felt together.

Another rock of her hips against him.

Higher, still.

[okteiviakom]

Higher, and higher.

There was tension all through Octavia, now. Just grinding against him with a sense of need.

"Oh, I'm, I'm --"

Very close.

[my_own_advocate]

"Yes, please," Lucifer babbled, another frisson of need driving him up, into her body, before being forced back down by the reality of their situation. "Please I have to feel you before I go please--"

[okteiviakom]

And how could Octavia say no to that?

Another two or three more desperate thrusts against him followed, the last one just barely managing to bury him deep inside her before the release snapped through her, forcing a guttural noise past her lips.

And as filled as she'd felt by him all throughout, it was nothing compared to how she felt pulsing around him now.

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh," Lucifer whimpered, and lifted his head, and watched her move-- glorious, so alive on his cock. "Oh."

He was helpless.

Helpless to do anything but follow her over the edge, coming so deep within her body.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia shuddered with a groan, already beginning to slump over a little, against him.

All of this was a heady sensation.

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh," Lucifer whispered, his free arm winding itself around her shoulders, pulling her close. "Oh," he breathed again.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia slumped further, smushing her face against his neck.

Something bubbled in her chest.

[my_own_advocate]

"Hello, beautiful," Lucifer whispered.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia tried to answer, but what came out was a laugh.

Low, throaty. But still a laugh.

[my_own_advocate]

"Tavia?" Lucifer murmured.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snickered some more, in response.

"I'm sorry, I --"

[my_own_advocate]

"You find this funny?"

Lucifer was beginning to, too, for no reason he could figure out.

[okteiviakom]

"I -- no?"

And yet: snickering.