Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Evening

[okteiviakom]

The main course of the evening would be a nice salad, this week. And that meant Octavia was chopping a lot of fresh things into a bowl that was fast filling up.

"Finally a dish that caters to my skills," she rasped, glancing over at Lucifer putting his finishing touches on the dessert.

[ooc: For that gently modded guy, and likely some SP because that is the Sunday mood.]

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[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave a soft huff.

But dug into her dessert without any further delay, because it looked delicious. And tasted it, too, as was evident from her involuntary happy hum right after.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer grinned. Though at least he took a few bites before he said, "Good?"

[okteiviakom]

"Very," Octavia replied.

Simple but honest.

[my_own_advocate]

"Good," Lucifer said. That grin had definitely just lit up to a whole new level.

[okteiviakom]

It was even cuter than when he was huffy.

"You did well," Octavia felt compelled to say. "It's delicious." Which was why she was getting another scoop of ice cream and a bit of banana on her spoon right now, even.

[my_own_advocate]

"As long as you're happy," Lucifer said, smiling, "I'm delighted."

And now he was just... going to go eat his own dessert.

[okteiviakom]

It deserved some focus.

And Octavia being very thorough about licking her spoon.

[my_own_advocate]

Oh, hello, bonus. Lucifer abandoned his dessert for a moment to watch her.

For, uh, different reasons than earlier.

[okteiviakom]

It hadn't started out intentional, but then Octavia noticed he was paying attention, and so it became that.

There was no other explanation for how slowly she sucked the next spoonful clean.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer made just the-- tiniest noise in the back of his throat.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia looked perfectly innocent as she smirked up at him.

"Is your mind starting to wander?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh no," Lucifer said. "My mind is very... very... focused."

[okteiviakom]

"On my mouth?"

Well, it seemed that way.

[my_own_advocate]

No point in pretending otherwise. "Yes."

[okteiviakom]

"Good," Octavia decided, her lips curving a little further.

And scooped some more dessert onto her spoon.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer took a quick bite of his own. He was almost done, anyway. And now his mind was-- firmly on different things.

Sigh.

[okteiviakom]

Yeah, there wasn't that much left in Octavia's bowl, either. She was very careful and thorough about getting absolutely all of it, though - even if she didn't resort to licking the bowl, this time.

(If only because the bits of banana made it easier to scoop up every last drop of everything else.)

She gave a happy little sigh as she picked up her drink, everything else all finished. "Well, you definitely did good there."

[my_own_advocate]

"Thank you," Lucifer said, grinning bright. "Whatever leaves you feeling warm and satisfied."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's lips curved a little more lopsided, amused at the phrasing.

"Are you hoping to cause more of that?" she wondered, casually.

[my_own_advocate]

"It sits rather high up on my wishlist for tonight," Lucifer agreed.

[okteiviakom]

"And what else is there?" Octavia asked. "Do you want to feel warm and satisfied?"

[my_own_advocate]

"I hope to get some kind of satisfaction out of the night," Lucifer said, reaching for his wine glass. "Everything else is up in the air, really."

[okteiviakom]

"That's a delightfully vague answer," Octavia replied, with a hint of a rasp. "About what I was expecting, too."

[my_own_advocate]

"I try not to get myself into a corner this early into the night," Lucifer said, and sipped his wine. "The mirror arrived this morning."

[okteiviakom]

"I figured it would," Octavia replied, setting her own glass back on the table, now empty. "Where'd you put it?"

A beat.

"I mean, I know it's probably in the bedroom. But where in the bedroom?"