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]

"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.

[okteiviakom]

Snort.

"I don't think that counts."

[my_own_advocate]

"Two parts torment, one part showing off..."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's smirk turned faintly sly.

"Can't comment, I was too busy getting off."

[my_own_advocate]

"Were you watching me much at all?" Lucifer asked. "Or were you as... inwardly focused as you seemed?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia tousled his hair, idly.

"I wasn't really watching you at all."

[my_own_advocate]

"Ah, damage a man's ego," Lucifer chuckled.

[okteiviakom]

"Oh, no," Octavia murmured, stealing a little kiss. "You were still on my mind."

[my_own_advocate]

"I don't mean to keep pressing you," Lucifer said softly. "I'm just... curious, is all."

[okteiviakom]

"I don't feel like I'm being pressed," Octavia told him in a tone much like his own, only a little more amused. "Feel free to ask whatever."

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm just making sure," Lucifer said easily. "I suppose I remain deeply curious about how you felt through all of it. What were you thinking about, when you were... minding yourself?"

[okteiviakom]

"Not a lot, honestly," Octavia admitted. "But, how good it felt. And just knowing you were watching me, helpless. With me, but... not with me."

[my_own_advocate]

"Your captive?" Lucifer guessed.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia considered that for a second, worrying her bottom lip between her teeth.

"Captive audience, more like."

[my_own_advocate]

"Someone to perform for?"

[okteiviakom]

"Someone with no choice but to focus on me." It was quite the same thing. Close, though. "Well, not someone. It makes a difference that it's you."

[my_own_advocate]

"Glad to matter," Lucifer teased, pressing his face into her hair. He took a deep breath.

[okteiviakom]

"You do," she whispered, pressing a haphazard kiss to his temple.

[my_own_advocate]

"I do desperately want to have sex with you again tonight," Lucifer murmured, "On a more even keel."

[okteiviakom]

"Desperately, hmm?"