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]

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.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sighed, sliding his fingers out of her.

Settling his hand on her lower back.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia made sure to take a couple of deep breaths, to settle herself.

"I'm sorry," she murmured into his neck, I" don't... know what that was."

Another release, probably.

[my_own_advocate]

"It's all right," Lucifer said softly. "How are you feeling?"

[okteiviakom]

"Good," Octavia sighed. That seemed sum it up, really. "Also like I should probably get off you now."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed this time, breathless. "Might be more comfortable."

He was going to have to thoroughly wash this hot tub, yes.

[okteiviakom]

Worth it.

Octavia gave an exaggerated sigh, before straightening up and pulling away from him, off him.

She settled back next to him with another sigh, a little more genuine. Quiet and content.

[my_own_advocate]

Absolutely worth it.

Lucifer's arm slid around his shoulders and pulled her into him.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia immediately curled up against his side like a kitten. Or something else soft and warm and happy.

[my_own_advocate]

"That was good," Lucifer whispered. He kissed the top of her head. "So good."

[okteiviakom]

"I know," Octavia murmured. "It was."

[my_own_advocate]

"I love you," Lucifer murmured. "And your extraordinary thighs."

[okteiviakom]

The chuckle that ensued was a lot more controlled than the fit from a moment ago, but genuine.

"My thighs are flattered, niron."