Octavia Blake (
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Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night
Octavia had been feeling kind of... restless, this week. But keeping it to herself, because Duke had been having a rougher time, and anyway, it was fine. This feeling came and went, and Octavia was used to it.
(Though it really would have been great if Dr. Baker had been able to squeeze her in during some other time this week, after the regular Tuesday session got cancelled.)
It was Sunday now, anyway. Food and cider and hopefully a good time? Octavia had even channeled some of her twitchiness into prepping dessert, earlier. "The fruit's all ready in the fridge," she said, as she got up to clear away the dinner plates. "The white chocolate on them should have set by now."
Spoken like she actually knew anything and hadn't just grabbed the instructions from Google this morning.
[ooc: For the guy.]
(Though it really would have been great if Dr. Baker had been able to squeeze her in during some other time this week, after the regular Tuesday session got cancelled.)
It was Sunday now, anyway. Food and cider and hopefully a good time? Octavia had even channeled some of her twitchiness into prepping dessert, earlier. "The fruit's all ready in the fridge," she said, as she got up to clear away the dinner plates. "The white chocolate on them should have set by now."
Spoken like she actually knew anything and hadn't just grabbed the instructions from Google this morning.
[ooc: For the guy.]
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And that was ridiculously sincere, especially considering the little moan that tried to escape right in the middle of it.
Her head tipped further against his.
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He could feel himself when his fingers strayed, briefly, tracing the line of himself where it met her body and pressed inside.
But it was only a stray moment. After that, he found himself focused-- on her, on the sensitive skin under his fingers, on how he knew she liked to be touched.
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Focused on the pleasure, like he wanted her to. Focused on letting it build up - which it was, rapidly.
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They'd said it a dozen times tonight. He didn't care. When she was like this, when she felt like this, he wanted to tell her a thousand times more.
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Especially right now, when it made her breath shudder even more than it already was, in the tiny moments between the soft gasps and tiny moans that were beginning to escape her.
She could already feel it, the end. In little flutters, the rising tension in the pit of her stomach and the tops of her thighs.
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"I love you," he whispered against her jaw.
"I love you," he murmured into her neck. "Every part."
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She shuddered against him.
Breathed.
Tensed, made one of those tiny whimpery noises -- and her body just finally gave in under his fingers. Pleasure spread out through her like a slow, warm wave, overtaking all other feeling.
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He felt her give in. It was hard not to, with her so close, so-- around him, and yet. He shuddered against her, arm tighter around her waist.
Close.
Together.
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Her knees kind of wanted to buckle, but there was nowhere for her to go.
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His hand slipped back up.
He held on.
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And then all Octavia could do was breathe.
"I love you."
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And finally, he reached up to undo the scarves, one by one.
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She'd remember she could do more things with them, in a moment.
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Progress. And soft.
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Her voice sounded a little hoarse, and stuffed up, and -- oh, right she could actually wipe her cheeks, now.
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Just a moment later, he was hoisting her into his arms.
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Call it slowly returning into her body, or something.
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It felt natural to leave the room, on that note. To carry her upstairs.
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But that was apparently too complex of a thought to be voicing right now, so what actually came out was, "'Kay."
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For now, Lucifer took her up into his bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and crawled into it with her, reaching out immediately to pull her into him once they were there.
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She would eventually stop feeling so limp.
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