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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[my_own_advocate]

"Mm," Lucifer sighed. "I need..."

Another kiss.

"...to get out of these clothes."

[okteiviakom]

"Yeah," Octavia breathed. "Yeah, you do."

And her hands slid down to the top of his chest, to start unbuttoning his shirt.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer swallowed, soft, and leaned back just a bit.

His eyes swept over her body, and all its marks.

[okteiviakom]

She looked disheveled in all the right ways.

And was also concentrating on making short work of the buttons.

[my_own_advocate]

"You are the prettiest picture," Lucifer said softly, his hands settling somewhere along her waist, light as a feather.

[okteiviakom]

"Please, you should see the view from down here," Octavia told him, her eyes flicking up to his face.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer managed a soft huff, more pleased than amused. "Yes, I imagine that's good, too."

[okteiviakom]

"Very."

The last of the buttons was undone. Octavia ran her hands up the newly exposed strip of skin up his chest, to his shoulders where she could push the shirt back.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer raised his arms and kept them steady, his eyes fixed on her face.

Entranced, a bit.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia smiled at him.

And pushed the shirt off him.

[my_own_advocate]

It fell to the floor.

Lucifer didn't lower his arms just yet. He just... tilted his head. Brought his wrists together.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia mirrored his headtilt, just a little. "Hm?" she hummed, softly inquisitive.

While her hands reached for his wrists, like a refelx she didn't fight.

[my_own_advocate]

"I would like," Lucifer murmured, "For you to take over."

He didn't care in what way. Whatever her mood was.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia just nodded. Her fingers rubbed one of his wrists as she held them.

"You've earned it."

[my_own_advocate]

"Thank you," Lucifer murmured, mouth curving into a soft smile.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia nodded again. She drew his hands closer, so she could press a kiss to his knuckles.

Then she let go, so she could use her hands for helping herself sit up.

"I think we're gonna go upstairs," she said. "But you should get up and take off your pants, first."

[my_own_advocate]

"Good thinking," Lucifer murmured. He stepped off the sofa, and reached down to undo his fly.

He pushed his trousers down. He was-- very hard.

[okteiviakom]

He was, and Octavia was not subtle about zeroing right in on that.

"Oh, wow."

[my_own_advocate]

"I did mention you were gorgeous, didn't I?" Lucifer said, his smirk rather light, for his standards.

[okteiviakom]

"'Gorgeous' doesn't make you this hard," Octavia retorted, sliding her feet onto the floor so she could sit facing him.

... His hips.

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, you should have seen yourself," Lucifer breathed.

His voice sounded oddly unsteady, all of a sudden.

[okteiviakom]

"Next time," Octavia replied, her voice dropping lower by about the same amount his had gone unsteady, "you should take video and show me."

Her gaze flicked up and down, like she was thinking.

"Step closer and put your hands behind your back."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sucked in an audible breath. He did as he was told, crossing his wrists behind his back, and took a small step forward.

[okteiviakom]

"Good Devil," Octavia told him. God, he was beautiful like this. "Now, since you didn't get video... why don't you tell me all about it."

While her hands slid up his thighs.

No big deal.

[my_own_advocate]

"I watched the want slip into your eyes," Lucifer said softly. "You were so bloody sure of it, even if you didn't say so out loud..."