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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[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.

[my_own_advocate]

"More than likely," Lucifer laughed.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia, for all that she'd enjoyed her burrowing, needed to move a bit again.

Only so she could reach up and kiss him.

[my_own_advocate]

Understandable, frankly. He cupped her cheek again and kissed her firmly, pouring all of his affection into it.

They always needed this, on Sundays.

[okteiviakom]

And probably didn't hurt most other days, either.

Octavia was putting a lot of affection in it, too. Warmth, and a soft sort of passion. They hadn't really properly kissed in this room since getting there, had they?

She was making up for that.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer slid his hand down her back and let himself fall into it. Fall into her.

A peace settled over him.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia slowly looped her arm over his shoulder, then hooked her leg over his hip. Getting all intertwined.

This was easy.

[my_own_advocate]

"Getting all cosy, are we?" Lucifer asked softly.

[okteiviakom]

"It's hard not to," Octavia murmured, with a tiny smile.

[my_own_advocate]

"Quite a difference from ten minutes ago," Lucifer teased. "Not that that won't be wank material later."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted.

... Okay, maybe it was kind of a chuckle. "Oh," she said, "did I do something worthy of being wank material?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, you pleasuring yourself to orgasm while I sat there helpless, tied up to the bed is certainly going in the spank bank," Lucifer said merrily.

[okteiviakom]

"Mmm," Octavia hummed, only a little bit exaggerated. "That was pretty good."

[my_own_advocate]

"Such a little exhibitionist you are," Lucifer teased.