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]

"Did you hear me say 'one of these', smartass?" Octavia drawled.

While crawling back into his arms because it was her rightful place.

[my_own_advocate]

"Did you?" Lucifer teased. He hugged her tight. "What about me says 'threatened by mesh fabrics', exactly?"

[okteiviakom]

"You'll learn."

She tried tucking her head under his chin.

[my_own_advocate]

"To be threatened by mesh fabrics? I doubt it," Lucifer said, lifting his head slightly to accomodate her.

[okteiviakom]

"Mmh."

What, she didn't have a proper argument to continue with.

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm honestly surprised you haven't tried to strap me up in leather before," Lucifer teased, smiling.

[okteiviakom]

"'Cause leather isn't for you."

Well. Only sparingly, anyway. That collar thing was still waiting for its moment to shine.

[my_own_advocate]

"Ah," Lucifer said. "Obviously."

[okteiviakom]

"Your suits are your armor," Octavia murmured.

[my_own_advocate]

"Hm?" Lucifer tilted his head ever-so-slightly.

[okteiviakom]

"That's why you don't get leather."

That didn't actually explain much.

[my_own_advocate]

"Because it's your armor?" Lucifer tried.

[okteiviakom]

"And that's not your world," Octavia murmured.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer hummed something non-committal. "Anymore."

[okteiviakom]

"Not for as long as I've known you." Which was all it was about, wasn't it? Just perceptions.

Hers.

[my_own_advocate]

"Which is a very small fraction of my life," Lucifer murmured.

[okteiviakom]

"I know."

What else was there to say to that?

She nuzzled at the top of his chest.

[my_own_advocate]

"Not that I mind being your Lucifer, specifically."

The one who wore suits, rather than leather.

[okteiviakom]

"Good," Octavia murmured. "Not that I doubted that."

[my_own_advocate]

"It's still a good thing to say from time to time," Lucifer said softly. "I think... I may be the best version of myself I've ever been."

[okteiviakom]

"I think I prefer this one."

Not that she'd known any of the others. Didn't matter.

[my_own_advocate]

"Well, this one is yours," Lucifer said, mouth curving. "That helps."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia pressed a kiss to the top of his chest.

"This one makes me happy."

[my_own_advocate]

"Good," Lucifer said softly. "Because you make this one happy."

[okteiviakom]

"Maybe this one's a fool."

It sounded too gentle and teasing to be serious. For once.