my_own_advocate | Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night

Not sleeping with Octavia for two days had seemed like a tolerable proposition after the initial suggestion of five entire days (oh lord). In practice, though, it was its own form of Hell.

So there had definitely been a bit of fumbling with the keys (and the take-out). And a bit of... rushing through the food part.

"We certainly ordered too much rice," he said, only halfway through his pad thai (sigh). "Who knew such a thing was possible."

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okteiviakom

Understandable. The pattern of the bodysuit complimented her curves, for one thing.

The hand was doing some gentle kneading, and finding her nipple through the thin fabric, for another.

"'Oh', what?"

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my_own_advocate

"Merely wondering if you were planning to expand on that," Lucifer said.

Utterly distracted, and biting down on his bottom lip.

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okteiviakom

"No."

What she would do, though, was pinch that nipple a little, and hum a pleased noise in her throat.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer made a soft little noise in his throat that wasn't quite an acknowledgement of that statement.

He wanted to touch her all over.

He wanted to touch her there, specifically.

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okteiviakom

Octavia looked amused, but it was a little on the sharp side.

"I think I know what you're thinking."

It didn't take a genius. Not when she was still playing with her breast.

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my_own_advocate

"You likely do," Lucifer agreed.

After the past two days, this really did feel just on the edge of cruel.

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okteiviakom

The home stretch was always the worst part.

(At least when Octavia was involved.)

She smiled at him like she knew it. All shark.

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my_own_advocate

The easy smile on Lucifer's face in return said that she hadn't broken him yet. "I missed those," he said.

Duke's were not nearly as impressive.

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okteiviakom

"Good. Keep missing them, then."

Her hand fell away again, right before she was leaning towards the nightstand, where she'd conveniently left a drawer open.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer sucked in a breath, following her lean with his gaze.

She really was a work of art.

(What was she getting?)

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okteiviakom

The lube, for a start, which she tossed carelessly onto the bed.

After that, though, she paused and tilted her head, seemingly to ponder her options.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer sank back into the mattress, legs outstretched. He looked remarkably casual for a man with a hard-on that sizable.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

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okteiviakom

Octavia glanced over, with a pointed (but slow) look down his naked body.

"It doesn't look like you have a penny stashed anywhere."

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my_own_advocate

"No, I'm rather underdressed," Lucifer allowed, "Unlike you."

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okteiviakom

"I don't have any pennies, either."

Ha, ha.

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my_own_advocate

"Hilarious," Lucifer sighed, and dropped his head back.

He badly wanted to touch himself already.

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okteiviakom

"If you must know," Octavia rasped, turning her attention back on the drawer, "I'm trying to decide just how much I want to torment you."

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my_own_advocate

"That sounds difficult," Lucifer said, his hand oh-so-casually drifting to the source of his frustration.

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okteiviakom

"Sort of," Octavia drawled, digging something up. "There are several different levels of torment."

He was going to make it easy if he kept going, though.

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my_own_advocate

He was happy to help!

"You've really thought this through," Lucifer said, sliding his fingers along his thigh.

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okteiviakom

"You know me, I do that."

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my_own_advocate

"True."

And his hand slid up to touch himself.

Oops.

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okteiviakom

Octavia's head turned a beat or two later.

Oh.

There was the sharper look again, the drier note to her voice. "So that's how little your 'I think I can manage' was worth, huh? Figures."

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my_own_advocate

There were Sundays for being good.

This, apparently, was a Sunday for pushing her a little bit, just to see what would happen.

"Hm?" Lucifer asked innocently, his fingers curling around his length. (Relief.)