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]

Lucifer's hand was on hers, anyway, and he was clearly in a hurry, pulling her into the bathroom.

Luckily it wasn't too far.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia exhaled a faint chuckle, but said nothing about his rushing.

It was fine, she had no reason to take it slow, either.

[my_own_advocate]

He liked touching her as much as possible. Lucifer would hope she wouldn't take affront to that.

And lo, there was the bathroom. He reached over to turn the tap, still clinging to her hand like a ridiculous person.

[okteiviakom]

It wasn't as if Octavia had let go, either.

Though at some point here she was going to have to, if only to finally take off the shirt and the bra she somehow hadn't managed to lose before.

[my_own_advocate]

"There we are," Lucifer said, turning back towards her. "Any preference in bubblebath?"

[okteiviakom]

"Flowers?" Octavia suggested quietly.

Something about something floral was calling to her.

[my_own_advocate]

"Rose?" Lucifer offered. "Or ylang ylang?"

[okteiviakom]

"I don't know if I remember what that second one is," Octavia admitted. "So rose."

[my_own_advocate]

"You'd know if you smelled it," Lucifer said, faintly amused. "But rose suits me just fine."

And so he reached for the bottle in question, and dropped some in the bath. The scent was quite pure - it was Lucifer, after all, and he refused to buy anything that wasn't top shelf.

[okteiviakom]

The first moment it hit Octavia, she knew she'd made the right choice.

Her eyes slid closed as she took a deep inhale through the nose.

[my_own_advocate]

"Good?" Lucifer asked softly.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's eyes opened, something softer in them again.

"Yes."

[my_own_advocate]

"All right," Lucifer said, smiling. "After you."

[okteiviakom]

Reluctantly, Octavia finally let go of his hand. She needed both of hers to slip the shirt off herself, and then the bra, too.

And then to give herself some support as she climbed into the tub.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer watched her, because he could never not watch her; she was as much as force on him as gravity was, without his wings. "Is the temperature right?"

[okteiviakom]

"It's warm," Octavia said, as she sank into it.

And by the tiny smile on her face, that was good.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out a soft little chuckle. "Good," he said again, and gave her a moment before he followed her.

Admittedly, he should've likely gone first, just so she'd have been able to slide into his lap. As it was, he had to pick the other side of the tub to lean against.

[okteiviakom]

For someone who'd been so intent on holding her, he'd perhaps made some poor choices there.

Octavia smiled at him all the same.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer lasted all of ten seconds.

"Mind coming over here, darling?" he said. "You're too far away."

Well, her legs were right here.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave a soft huff. "I thought you'd never ask."

And she was moving again, carefully, so that she could - yes - slide into his lap.

[my_own_advocate]

"Perfect," Lucifer sighed, as his arms closed around her.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia settled right on into it, resting her head back against his shoulder.

"Perfect," she echoed in a sigh of her own.

[my_own_advocate]

"Thank you," Lucifer murmured. "Sometimes life really is rather good, isn't it."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia had something quippy to say to that, but she didn't.

Just seemed to sink a little further into his arms.