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]

"Why not both?"

Rhetorical, more than anything.

[my_own_advocate]

"Because amends sounds like you have something to apologize for," Lucifer said softly.

[okteiviakom]

"Some of it feels like that."

He knew what she was like.

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm just trying to give you what you need," Lucifer said, stroking his fingers through her hair, "And you're not being so rude as to tell me no."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's eyes slid closed. Like her hair was a button that made that happen.

"I know."

[my_own_advocate]

"You really found a zone for it today, didn't you," Lucifer said, softer.

[okteiviakom]

"Something clicked," Octavia said, with the faintest little nod. "After I tied you up, I think."

Or when.

[my_own_advocate]

"Really putting me at your mercy," Lucifer said. "We can play with that some more, next time. If you'd like."

[okteiviakom]

"Depends on the mood," Octavia murmured. "But I might like that."

[my_own_advocate]

"I've also got a list of things I'd like to do to you at some point," Lucifer said, a little merry. "No rush on the mood."

[okteiviakom]

"A list," Octavia echoed, something wry but amused creeping into her tone. "Of course you do."

[my_own_advocate]

"What?" Lucifer said, grinning. "It's not that strange to have a list of things one wants to do to one's extremely attractive partner."

[okteiviakom]

"I didn't say it was," Octavia retorted.

Lips curving into something soft.

[my_own_advocate]

"I just want to see all fifty flavors of happy and pleased you have in you," Lucifer teased.

[okteiviakom]

Snort. "You think there's that many?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Hadn't seen that one just now before," Lucifer said merrily, "So there's a chance there are many more I still have to discover."

[okteiviakom]

"I guess I'll accept that chance," Octavia replied.

There was a hint of teasing in it.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled. He kissed her, gently.

"Let me get the rest of this off you."

[okteiviakom]

"Okay," Octavia sighed.

And pulled back a little, to make it easier. The upper harness finally slid fully off her as she did.

[my_own_advocate]

"Not that you don't look gorgeous like this," Lucifer said, moving quickly to undo the clasps over her thighs, "But I think you'll look more comfortable without them."

[okteiviakom]

"Probably," Octavia replied, watching his hands.

And thinking back to him doing the reverse, several long moments ago.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer worked quickly, without quite the same sense of ceremony. Click, click, he opened up each clasp over one leg. Then, the other.

[okteiviakom]

"Easier with your eyes open, huh?" Octavia teased him, quiet and soft.

[my_own_advocate]

"Much," Lucifer chuckled.

Click.

"There. You can get out of this now."

[okteiviakom]

"Chof."

And so she did, sliding the harness off her hips.

And now only mesh remained. It felt odd, now, by itself. Like she was more naked than if she'd been naked, somehow, the fabric clinging to every curve like a second skin.