Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night

[okteiviakom]

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.]

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[okteiviakom]

Hers, just reflected back at her?

"Sometimes I do," Octavia agreed lightly.

[my_own_advocate]

Ding ding ding ding, yes.

"And I like being creative about it."

[okteiviakom]

"Oh, is the pillory going to bring out creativity?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Yes," Lucifer said brightly. "And verisimilitude."

[okteiviakom]

"... Which is ...?"

Sorry, that was not within Octavia's vocabulary.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled. "The illusion of being real."

[okteiviakom]

"Oh." Octavia would not be dropping 'verisimilitude' into a conversation any time soon, but still, useful to know. Maybe. "Yeah, I can see how that would work."

[my_own_advocate]

"Mhm," Lucifer hummed happily. "Plenty of options for play both serious and not."

[okteiviakom]

"Humiliation's always serious or it doesn't work." Not the point, Tavi, and you know it. "But yes."

[my_own_advocate]

"Well, to be fair to you, you don't seem to be able to keep that playful," Lucifer teased. "Which isn't a complaint, merely an observation."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's face scrunched up in mild confusion. "... Which part?"

[my_own_advocate]

"That we go from playful to very serious as soon as humiliation comes into it with you," Lucifer said, head tilted. "It's like something just switches on in your head."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's head was tilted in the opposite dorection.

"... Because if it's playful it's not humiliation."

[my_own_advocate]

"It can still be playful, if it's a joke you're both in on," Lucifer murmured. He ran his fingers along Octavia's arm. "You're simply not someone who would ever treat it as one."

[okteiviakom]

"How would it ever be playful?"

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out a soft laugh. He leaned in to kiss her cheek. "Hard to explain without showing it to you," he said, "And I don't think that's really worth our time."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted.

"Well think about that next time before you start saying confusing things that make no sense."

[my_own_advocate]

"I swear I will never attempt to explain to you why other people do sex differently than you ever again," Lucifer laughed.

[okteiviakom]

"You started talking about how I'm unable to do something," Octavia pointed out. "That's not the same thing."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sighed. "There's clearly no point in arguing this," he said. "Either way, I'm going to put a pillory on our shopping list."

[okteiviakom]

"You do that, love."

There was quite clearly something she wasn't saying, there.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer nodded. Squinted. Said, "Sorry, am I missing something here?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia fell silent. Did some cost-benefit analysis on whether being honest was worth anything (as if she hadn't already made the choice when she'd let her wry smirk falter, just now).

Sighed.

"If I'm finding out I'm apparently doing something differently from other people, I'd just like it not to be about not being able to do it like the other people. That's all."

[my_own_advocate]

"Right," Lucifer said slowly. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize that may come across as some kind of... statement of a deficit."

[okteiviakom]

"And I know you said it wasn't a complaint," Octavia muttered, mostly because this started seeming silly as soon as she actually said all of this out loud, "but that's not a... magic phrase."