Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night

[okteiviakom]

It had been another weird week. But enough of the weird - both from this week, and the ones before it - had apparently passed for Octavia and Lucifer to meet up at the house again on this Sunday evening for another date night.

The previously unfurnished room on the second floor was no longer unfurnished. Octavia didn't know whether Lucifer had noticed yet, especially since she'd left the door closed after she'd been done with it. She didn't know whether it would come into play yet, anyway.

And either way, they were downstairs, sitting down properly at the dining table. A gesture towards things Lucifer liked. And Octavia had cooked, even if the main had been just a very simple salad, which they were just about finished with. The equally simple dessert was still waiting in the fridge.

"Maybe one of these weeks you could give me a lesson." A beat. "You know, for cooking. We could make a thing of it."

[ooc: For, you guessed it, that guy.]

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[okteiviakom]

"Oh I'm sorry," Octavia rasped, "was I the only one who heard me say 'some of your thoughts'?"

The hand at his hip scratched lightly at his skin.

"Pick a direction, niron."

[my_own_advocate]

"Suppose I was also wondering about what you might look like up here," Lucifer murmured, "Clad in nothing but all your pretty straps."

[okteiviakom]

"Good enough to give you a hard-on, I'm sure." No point being modest about it right now, even Octavia thought. "The bench fits right in it," she added. "So you have options between me being on this level, or with my feet on the floor."

[my_own_advocate]

"Or even your knees," Lucifer mused, glancing down along the frame. "If we get creative enough."

[okteiviakom]

"That too," Octavia agreed, with her own glance down. "I mean, there's enough of the rings to go around."

Yes, even down towards the base.

"Thinking of making sure I can't squirm my way out of giving you my mouth?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Imagine you, defiant, on your knees," Lucifer said, smirking, "With nowhere to go and no way to fight."

[okteiviakom]

"Mmm," Octavia hummed, nuzzling his neck. "I think you'd make very good use of that."

[my_own_advocate]

"It would certainly involve one hell of a blowjob," Lucifer chuckled.

[okteiviakom]

"Oh, aren't they all."

Not asking, just... reminiscing.

[my_own_advocate]

"You do get quite into it," Lucifer sighed. "You could force me to return the favor later, of course..."

[okteiviakom]

"Now there's something where all forcing is pretending." Not that that wasn't the case with all their play, but he probably got what she meant. "You'd fall to your knees right now if I asked you to."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed, and said, utterly shameless: "In a split second, darling."

[okteiviakom]

"Still, yes, sometimes I like to turn the tables," Octavia rasped, and oh, had her hand strayed low on his stomach again? Hm. "I mean, sometimes when you claim me as your little toy, it feels just right to remind you what kind of demands I can make."

[my_own_advocate]

The muscles underneath her fingers jumped a touch, and-- something else wasn't quite jumping, but certainly beginning to be... alert.

"You can be very demanding," he agreed. "Do any... jump to mind?"

[okteiviakom]

"I mean, using your face like a saddle is always a big hit."

And lower. Teasing right by the base of his length.

[my_own_advocate]

"Bit harder to do that when I'm upright," Lucifer remarked, but something was caught in his throat.

[okteiviakom]

"Oh, you know I can change whatever I want when I start demanding things," Octavia nearly purred. (Just slow, light teasing.) "Including where you are."

[my_own_advocate]

"Put me back on my back all by yourself, would you?"

Mm, anticipation.

[okteiviakom]

"Without breaking a sweat."

[my_own_advocate]

"Very hot," Lucifer sighed.

[okteiviakom]

"And wet."

She was so funny.

Also curling her fingers lightly around his cock. Just the base. Just a... hello.

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, hi," Lucifer breathed.

[okteiviakom]

"Hi," Octavia replied, the smirk evident in her voice. "I was just thinking that since you got naked, you should probably get something for that."

Like, say, this slow and gentle stroke. Just beginning to coax more of a... reaction out of him.

[my_own_advocate]

The reaction she was getting was a rather rapid stiffening of the body part in question. "Should I?" Lucifer mused. "Awfully kind of you..."

[okteiviakom]

"I won't always be, especially in this room," Octavia murmured, and if she sounded a little pleased, he had his stiffening to thank for. "But I can be."