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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[my_own_advocate]

"Might be nice to have a place to fall down on afterwards that's not a stairwell away," Lucifer sighed.

Stretching.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia straightened up, rolling her shoulders, stretching her back a little.

"That's fair," she said. "Maybe something... simple?"

[my_own_advocate]

"And here I was thinking some kind of decadent chaise longue," Lucifer sighed.

[okteiviakom]

"If I'm right about what that is," Octavia replied, turning towards him, "that's still more simple than what you have going on in the bedroom."

[my_own_advocate]

"True," Lucifer said. He watched her. "I suppose I just like the idea of you lounging imperiously on one while you put us through... whatever springs to mind."

[okteiviakom]

"That's what the armchair was supposed to be for."

[my_own_advocate]

"It lacks the drama of a chaise longue," Lucifer noted. "Nice as it is."

[okteiviakom]

"We can get a chaise longue if you want." A beat. "Whatever it is."

[my_own_advocate]

"I'd show you, but I left my phone in my trousers along with any semblance of dignity."

[okteiviakom]

Should Octavia not have laughed? Because she did.

And then she reached up for his shoulders, giving them a little rub as she smirked up at him. "You don't really need either."

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, trust me," Lucifer said, grinning, "I'm satisfied with what I got in return."

[okteiviakom]

"Tell me about it?" Octavia requested, just a little softer. "Anything."

[my_own_advocate]

"I always love when you hold me," Lucifer murmured. "Even when you're being cruel."

[okteiviakom]

"One of those sort-of contradictions that work," Octavia agreed. Her hands still working to soothe his shoulders a little. "It's fun. Being... gentle, but not."

[my_own_advocate]

"It did hurt for a bit," Lucifer said wrily. "But I rallied."

[okteiviakom]

"You rallied really well," Octavia replied. "But also I have to say you brought it on yourself. Shouldn't have been so nice and obedient and pretty coming the first time."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed. "Should I have been more stoic?" he said. "Would that have saved me?"

[okteiviakom]

"There was nothing that could've saved you."

Almost as if the game had been rigged against him.

"I don't think you have it in you to be stoic in a situation like that, anyway."

[my_own_advocate]

Or most situations on Earth. And in Hell, well, only if 'barely restrained rage' counted as stoicism.

"Mm. So you were toying with me."

[okteiviakom]

"Lucifer, I had a giant frame delivered behind your back," Octavia retorted, as one hand crept up to cup his cheek, "of course I was toying with you."

[my_own_advocate]

"All one big scheme to force me into your hands, hm?"

[okteiviakom]

"I think there was only a little bit of forcing involved, don't you?"

[my_own_advocate]

"A little bit of pressure," Lucifer said brightly. "Just the way I like it."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted, and reached up to steal a little peck.

Then watched him, for a beat. Something a little more wry in her eyes.

"Not all the pressure really... worked, though."

[my_own_advocate]

"Hm?" Lucifer hummed, curious, tilting his head.