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]

"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.

[okteiviakom]

"Yes, you are," Octavia murmured, softly teasing.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed softly. "Flatterer," he teased, and kissed the tip of her nose.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia chuckled, quietly. "Oh, you know it's only the truth," she replied. "Like when I say that I love you very, very much."

[my_own_advocate]

"Mm, I'll have to take you at your word," Lucifer said, voice soft. "Ai hod yu in seintaim, ai niron."

[okteiviakom]

"Ai get em klin, niron," Octavia told him, and kissed him again. Soft, and sweet, and then turning a little more playful again, peppering the edge of his lips and his cheek with little kisses.

[my_own_advocate]

It made him smile, sweep his fingers through her hair. Kiss her cheek, the corner of her mouth.

She was so beautifully alive.

[okteiviakom]

Sometimes she got there, these days: to something light and easy.

Like right now, chuckling a little after pressing a noisier kiss against his cheek.

[my_own_advocate]

"Brat of mine," Lucifer said. He was smiling, almost painfully much.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia made an amused huff of a noise. "Always."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer ran his thumb over her cheekbone.

"Good."