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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[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.

[my_own_advocate]

"Good answer," Lucifer decided, and drained his glass.

[okteiviakom]

"I wasn't asking, but thank you," Octavia said, with an amused edge. (Or at least amused, and with an edge. Maybe they were separate things.) "Now get up."

[my_own_advocate]

Well then.

Lucifer knew better than to raise his eyebrows again, though he did take a moment to set his glass down properly, before rising from his seat.

[okteiviakom]

Anything worthy of an eyebrow raise wasn't going to immediately be coming, anyway. Octavia got up a beat later, and moved around the table, to him.

She stepped into his personal space... and slid her arms around his waist. And smiled up at him, a little.

[my_own_advocate]

And did Lucifer have the power to do anything but smile back?

Absolutely not.

"Hello there," he said, resting one hand on her cheek.

[okteiviakom]

"Hello," Octavia replied, softer, as her lean against him got just a little more cozy.

She had other plans for a little later, but this was a necessary moment.

[my_own_advocate]

"May I kiss you?" Lucifer asked, voice soft.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's smile grew just a little wider, losing none of its softness.

She nodded.

"You may."

[my_own_advocate]

So Lucifer leaned down, and caught her lips with his. It was soft, but he lingered.

[okteiviakom]

That was good. Octavia hadn't planned to let him go without getting her fill, anyway.

Her arms tightened their hold on him as she made that lingering worthwhile. Soft but meaningful. Unhurried.

[my_own_advocate]

The best kind of kiss. At least in this moment.

Lucifer's fingers slid back until he felt her hair against his skin. He sighed against her mouth. "Beautiful," he murmured.