The Cape Rouge, Saturday Afternoon

[my_own_advocate]

It had been a glorious week free of drama (bar what Eric predictably brought to the table), and they were capping it off with an even more glorious weekend of nudity, scarves, a light pirate 'abduction', and, well. .

A nap here and there, at least if you were Lucifer; he hadn't exactly been keeping track of where anyone else had been while he was out. Had to keep his strength up.

Which was why he was in the kitchen late into the afternoon, still naked. "First batch of grilled cheese is almost ready!" he called, flipping one sandwich with a practiced motion. Hey, if you were impervious to boiling butter, you made the most of it, no?

[[ for those on the boat. ]]

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[okteiviakom]

"Good," Octavia replied, simply.

And leaned up to press a kiss to his cheek.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out a soft breath.

"I have this... terribly dumb mental image," he said.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia pressed another idle kiss against his shoulder, looking up.

"Of what?"

[my_own_advocate]

He'd already sort of given Duke a more acceptable version of this scenario earlier.

"Of all three of us sitting on the floor," Lucifer said, "Naked, on some nice blankets, watching TV."

Like the nest, but better.

[okteiviakom]

"That is not dumb," Octavia murmured, hiding the curving of her lips against his shoulder. "Well, maybe with lounging instead of sitting."

There was something teasing about that.

[my_own_advocate]

"I can do lounging," Lucifer murmured, "That sounds more civilized."

[okteiviakom]

"It sounds more comfortable," Octavia murmured.

She felt like taking his hand, all of a sudden, so she did.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let her, working his fingers through hers. "It does," he said, "And frankly I'd prefer you sprawling all over me."

[okteiviakom]

"That can be arranged," Octavia told him, oh so helpfully. Voice full of promise.

She remembered their nest days. How that had seemed to keep them together after they'd broken apart. Doing it without that extra stress, and with Duke, well... It sounded really good to her.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed softly. "Good," he said. "Eat your grilled cheese."

He kissed her cheek.

[okteiviakom]

"Bossy," Octavia chided idly.

She reached for the grilled cheese in question with her free hand, though.

[my_own_advocate]

"You need someone bossing you around every now and again," Lucifer teased gently, hoping he wouldn't hit earlier triggers. "And we both know Duke won't."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted. It was probably a good sign. "Eating's like the one thing he would get pushy about."

Though thankfully he hadn't had to, for a while.

[my_own_advocate]

"Yes, well, that's different," Lucifer decided. "He can't be believably bossy."

[okteiviakom]

"Yeah, well, that's why I have you."

She shrugged, and bit into her sandwich.

[my_own_advocate]

"Exactly my point," Lucifer said, delivering a big, loud smooch to her cheek.

[okteiviakom]

Talking with your mouth full was generally considered rude, but see if Octavia cared.

"And I never argued with it."

[my_own_advocate]

"Just around it a bit," Lucifer said, amused.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia shrugged.

"Just because I occasionally let you be bossy doesn't mean I won't challenge you here and there."

[my_own_advocate]

"I know," Lucifer said, smirking. "That's half the fun."

[okteiviakom]

"Only half?" Octavia replied, and bit off another cheesy chunk from her sandwich.

[my_own_advocate]

"There are other fun parts involved," Lucifer said, tossing off a wink.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia eyed him, while she chewed and swallowed. She would have spoken right away, but that had been a big bite!

Eventually she said, "I think this is where I ask 'which ones?'"

[my_own_advocate]

"Making you bend over and take it," Lucifer said, smirking.

[okteiviakom]

"Mmm," Octavia hummed, following a tiny snort. "Who would've guessed."