Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night

[okteiviakom]

It was a very 90s alt rock kind of evening at the mansion, this particular Sunday. Which didn't actually mean much except that Octavia had commandeered the living room sound system for a bunch of Jane's Addiction and the like.

And also that dinner was even more of a relaxed affair than it usually was, meaning it was one they could enjoy on the couch. Easy, relatively non-messy finger foods.

"What was this one, again?" Octavia asked, reaching for one of the dessert ones.

[ooc: For that guy.]

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[okteiviakom]

Octavia... felt a random urge to nudge his hand until it was under her jaw - but didn't go through with it, just filed it away. For now, at least.

She pressed a little firmer into the kiss, instead.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer didn't even realize he'd hummed until he felt his own chest rumble. "Easy to get carried away now," he managed, before pressing in yet again, firmer still, and with a bit more teeth.

[okteiviakom]

Hello, teeth.

Octavia gave a soft gasp. Beyond that, her agreement with his words was in the way her fingers pushed into his hair, and her body tried to lean in even further, trying to press against him.

[my_own_advocate]

The remains of the strawberry fell rather inelegantly to the floor behind the couch, but Lucifer didn't much care. He slid that arm around her shoulders, bracketing her with his body.

No more teeth, not again. Just the brush of his tongue.

[okteiviakom]

Aw, but Octavia missed the teeth. Not that his tongue wasn't more than welcome - in fact, she was showing him just how welcome right this very moment, her lips parting in invitation.

Greedy, really.

[my_own_advocate]

There would be plenty of time for teeth, if that was what she desired. But Lucifer wanted to taste her, wanted to feel her pressed up against him.

He pulled her closer, trying to coax her into his lap.

Took what she would give him with his lips and his tongue.

[okteiviakom]

Turned out it was less coaxing, and more Octavia taking the very first hint of him wanting that as her cue to give it to him in full, shifting over until she was straddling his lap, not at all shy about pressing him against the back of the couch.

Or about resting her hips on his.

She had a lot to give.

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, hello," Lucifer breathed, as was his wont, his hand sliding down to rest on her behind. "Mmm."

He nipped at her jaw.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia tilted her chin up a little, in offer.

Or request, really. A suggestion.

[my_own_advocate]

Intriguing.

Lucifer's lips slid down from her jaw, along the tender skin of her neck.

He left a bite there.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave a low hum, pleased and not afraid to show it. She could feel her pulse quickening already.

Her fingers tightened in his hair.

[my_own_advocate]

Well.

Lucifer didn't need to be given that invitation twice. He didn't waste time sucking on the mark, merely picked a spot just a little lower, and bit-- harder.

[okteiviakom]

"Good," Octavia gasped.

And squirmed a little. It was mostly on purpose, even.

[my_own_advocate]

"Wanting it a bit rough, do we?" If Lucifer sounded just the slightest bit breathless, well, she'd be able to feel why right about now. "Mm."

Another, matching bite, on the other side.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's nod was a little useless until she managed to actually sigh, "Yes." Sometimes pain just spoke to her, even when it involved no humiliation. "Hurt me a little."

Some more of her hips rubbing against the tenting in his pants should be good for encouragement, right? Her other hand scratched faintly at the side of his neck. Equally faint thoughts regarding getting him out of his shirt flitted through her mind.

[my_own_advocate]

"A little," Lucifer chuckled. Or sighed. A bit of both.

He traced the line of the most vulnerable part of her throat down, until he found-- a perfect place.

He brought his teeth down hard, if not enough to break the skin. Just enough to offer the threat of it, a little.

[okteiviakom]

It was a sharp, sharp sting.

Octavia hissed a curse that didn't quite go with how she seemed to melt a little further against him at the same time.

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, hello there," Lucifer breathed against her skin.

He fastened his lips around the mark, with the hint of his teeth, and sucked none too gently.

[okteiviakom]

The pain bloomed into something less sharp but just as intense. Octavia whimpered, and didn't even notice how tightly she was gripping his shoulder, and the back of his neck.

And the words on her breath, after a sharp inhale? "Thank you."

[my_own_advocate]

"More?" Lucifer murmured, scratching along her skin with his teeth as he tilted his chin up.

[okteiviakom]

Another nod. A little shaky, more of a reflex than something she decided to do.

"Yes."

[my_own_advocate]

His mouth slid over the skin where he had left his first, experimental bite. "Mm."

Bite.

[okteiviakom]

The original bite hadn't been that hard, but it had definitely left the skin just a little tender. So, the sensation was --

Well, Octavia found herself making another embarrassing, slightly strangled noise. Needy, in the back of her throat.

[my_own_advocate]

"That's it, love," Lucifer murmured. "I wonder where else... hm."

He left three smaller, swifter bites back down her neck.

[okteiviakom]

He really was far too good at that. Including how that first thing he said seemed to send a spark all down Octavia's spine.

The renewed squirming was just a natural effect of that.