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]

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?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Opposite the bed, at the foot," Lucifer said, tilting his head. "Why?"

[okteiviakom]

"Just wondering," Octavia replied lightly, looking off to the side as if she was calculating something in her head.

It seemed too tilt towards a 'sure, I can work with that'.

[my_own_advocate]

"Well, don't let me impede upon your thinking," Lucifer said, with another sip.

He was curious now. He liked that.

[okteiviakom]

"I'm not," Octavia joked, as her gaze returned to him. "Thinking just fine."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer waggled his eyebrows. "Fun thoughts, I hope."

[okteiviakom]

"Fun for me, anyway," Octavia replied sweetly.

You know, by her standards.