Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night

[my_own_advocate]

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."

[[ for her, and doomed to go nsfw ]]

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[okteiviakom]

Octavia glanced up.

Pushed a little further, this time. Slooowly.

[my_own_advocate]

"Is this what we call no warm-up?"

Oh, hello, light strain in Lucifer's voice.

[okteiviakom]

Yes, hello.

"Is there a problem?"

[my_own_advocate]

"...no," Lucifer said. "No, none at all."

[okteiviakom]

"That's what I thought."

Another insistent, slow push followed. Just that little bit further.

[my_own_advocate]

She brushed past something good this time.

Lucifer dropped his head back and whimpered.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia loved that sound.

"I guess the smartass comments are done," she rasped, her tiny smirk audible. The toy repeated the same movement again as it had until now: back a little, easing the stretch some, then in again. "Not a lot left now."

[my_own_advocate]

"I still have a few in me, I think," Lucifer sighed, squirming ever-so-slightly against the sheets.

[okteiviakom]

"Of course you do."

Puuush.

[my_own_advocate]

She'd picked a reasonably big - and hard - one. As it bottomed out, Lucifer felt the stretch burn pleasurably. Mm.

He hummed, eyes closed.

[okteiviakom]

"And there we go," Octavia rasped, but a little more quiet. "Suits you."

[my_own_advocate]

"Does it?" Lucifer breathed, more than a little strained now.

[okteiviakom]

"Yes," Octavia replied, running her nails lightly along his thigh. "Something big and hard, for someone big and hard."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer managed a breathless chuckle, forcing his eyes back open. "Well-played," he managed.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave a little hum.

And patted his thigh, and then was already moving away from between his legs again.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer almost protested, before remembering that it was a plug, and not a dildo or a vibrator. It wasn't meant to be primarily-- well, operated.

He sucked in a deep breath and let himself settle into it, propping himself up a little bit.

[okteiviakom]

And Octavia wanted him to get... acclimated, before she'd reveal any tricks up her sleeve.

Besides, that had been a long moment focused on him, even when he wasn't the star here. Octavia flopped down next to him on the bed, only the other way around, with her feet towards the pillows.

The very picture of lazy ease, picking up things from her little pile.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer opened his mouth to say something.

And... then thought better of it.

(This was a nice angle to watch her from.)

[okteiviakom]

"Oh good," Octavia said, with a brief glance over, smugly amused, "you're learning."

She'd picked up the little vibe with the funky little wings up top, and was giving it a considering look.

[my_own_advocate]

"You were quite clear earlier," Lucifer said.

He didn't move.

[okteiviakom]

"That doesn't always seem to work on you."

She pushed the button, and --

Oh, that's what the vibration was like. Against her hand, anyway.

[my_own_advocate]

"Sometimes I enjoy repeat instruction," Lucifer said, watching her mess around.

[okteiviakom]

"Sometimes you enjoy being a pain," Octavia drawled, trailing the toy along her arm.

[my_own_advocate]

"Pot paging kettle," Lucifer drawled right back.

Slowly.

[okteiviakom]

"Only if one of those things needed to be tied down and filled up to figure out its place."

The arm was fine: the mesh made it feel pretty interesting. But, it also wasn't the only part of her covered in thin fabric.

So congrats on getting to see her try out the vibration over her breast, Luce.