Octavia Blake (
okteiviakom) wrote2025-04-27 08:05 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Evening
"I don't think I've got this."
It had been a while since the last Sunday night date night.
It felt like it had been forever. And Octavia's memories of the last date night of any day of the week at the house weren't great.
None of that was what was getting to her right this second.
"It's just not doing what I want, Lucifer."
She was trying to pipe some sort of ganache onto a thing of dessert in a dainty little bowl, and no, it was not going smoothly at all. As far as issues went, it would have been almost blissfully mundane, had it not also been so very frustrating.
[ooc: For that guy and massive SP.]
It had been a while since the last Sunday night date night.
It felt like it had been forever. And Octavia's memories of the last date night of any day of the week at the house weren't great.
None of that was what was getting to her right this second.
"It's just not doing what I want, Lucifer."
She was trying to pipe some sort of ganache onto a thing of dessert in a dainty little bowl, and no, it was not going smoothly at all. As far as issues went, it would have been almost blissfully mundane, had it not also been so very frustrating.
[ooc: For that guy and massive SP.]
no subject
no subject
A thoughtful beat went past, and then she noted, "Could also go on top, that one."
Did she want it to? Unclear to all involved. She just sounded as if she'd just now realized there were more options.
no subject
no subject
"Would I?"
It was not really a question that could typically be returned like that, and yet there it was. All soft and inquisitive.
no subject
no subject
"I think I'd like that."
The trying.
(Sometimes she still needed the reminder that was even an option. Trying, and then backing out if it didn't work out.)
no subject
"We'll start with this, then."
no subject
Now that her gaze wasn't avoiding the dress entirely, like she had before.
"Okay," she said, barely louder than a whisper. "Over my head, or...?"
no subject
no subject
And definitely didn't feel a shiver run down her spine, a mix of trepidation and anticipation. Because why would she?
(It was there anyway.)
no subject
He moved down a touch, just to make sure it fell perfectly around her legs.
no subject
Octavia stopped paying attention to him, for the moment. Her arms came back down, and she was looking at herself, and at the dress, so light on her in every way.
The look on her face bordered on lost.
no subject
Lucifer's prompt was soft. He was trying to hide his concern.
no subject
"It's so -- soft."
She sounded uncertain about whether that was a good or a bad thing.
no subject
no subject
That made it an adjustment.
no subject
no subject
And then: "The harness?"
There were more ways to say 'please' than just using the actual word.
no subject
His lips brushed against her cheek. "Beautiful."
He picked up the harness. All the buckles were loose, so it was easy for him to begin the process: one arm first, wrapping the leather around. Buckling it. Tightening it. Making sure she could feel it.
no subject
As might've been implied by her slow exhale as it happened.
no subject
And so as he strapped it around her chest, he tightened it enough that it couldn't be ignored. He kept going, with each strap, making sure it dug just so into the fabric, and thus into her skin.
no subject
Good.
no subject
That one went a little less tight.
"There you are," Lucifer murmured.
no subject
Unbidden.
no subject
He kissed her. Slowly.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)