Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night

[my_own_advocate]

Last week had gone a bit... off-plan. And while they'd tried - and largely succeeded - to clear the air right after, Lucifer still felt tonight's date night required a bit more time spent on the actual 'date' portion, rather than the therapeutic sexcapades.

"You know what we haven't gotten much use out of in here in some time?" Lucifer asked, as he set down his empty dessert bowl, "The living room."

Perhaps it was best to try the cuddling and talking before the heavy stuff, this time.

[[ may go nsfw, so for all your convenience: feel free to say Octavia and Lucifer had date night. nfb beyond that, for that girl. ]]

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[okteiviakom]

"I know," Octavia said, and that was where her expression wobbled a little.

Because he did.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer kissed her again, his fingers drifting up to touch her cheek. "And that's why I really don't mind what happens during these evenings," he said quietly, "Even when you find yourself hitting a wall, or... need to cuddle instead."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's eyes closed. Like the touch deserved it.

"I know," she said, her voice as small as it was soft.

[my_own_advocate]

"You're so beautiful."

The phrase was barely a sigh.

[okteiviakom]

Her eyes opened again.

This time, she kissed him.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer melted into her kiss, his fingers pressed against her cheek. Eyes closed. Lingering.

[okteiviakom]

One of Octavia's hands slid further, until her fingers could push into his hair.

Lingering was right. Not everything could be expressed in words, and there was a lot of warmth here, a lot of affection.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's free hand slid along her arm, just enjoying the familiar sensation of skin and the simple but sturdy cloth she always wore.

He parted his lips.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia took the invitation, to press a little further, explore a little more.

To get a little lost in it.

[my_own_advocate]

It felt like a welcome last step away from the awkwardness they had lapsed into earlier. Lucifer was happy to let the thought go entirely, focusing just on her scent, the feel of her, the taste of her in his mouth.

He relaxed back against the sofa, drawing her further into him.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia shifted that much closer to him. Wasn't skin to skin, but it would do.

Her hunger seemed a quiet sort, tonight. Slow and lingering.

[my_own_advocate]

That was all right. There was no rule saying these nights had to each be high intensity. Lucifer kissed each corner of her lips, and then her nose, and then her mouth again, his hand warm against her back.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia chuckled, somewhere between those kisses. It was a low, quiet sound.

Before she went right on back to kissing him back. A gentle devouring.

[my_own_advocate]

The kind of contrast she did so well.

Eventually, Lucifer's hand drifted lower. He snuck it under the back of her shirt. Necking like teenagers? Why not.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia wasn't complaining, at least, judging by her little hum, and the way her fingers played with the hair at the back of his neck.

It was easy, and simple.

[my_own_advocate]

"Would you mind if I took your shirt off?" Lucifer whispered against her mouth.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's lips curved, just a little, not that he could see it.

"I would not."

[my_own_advocate]

"Good," Lucifer said softly. He worked her shirt up. "Would you be interested in some very old-fashioned, traditional lovemaking tonight?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia pulled her hands away from his hair and his face at the absolute last moment, to lift her arms up to help with the shirt.

"I could be," she murmured, with a faint note of teasing.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer pulled her shirt over her head and cast it aside. "Because I'd very much like to screw you gently," he said, and he couldn't fight the deeply fond smile that spread across his mouth. "While thinking nauseatingly affectionate thoughts."

[okteiviakom]

"Sounds cool to me," Octavia teased, as her hands slid to his chest. "If you'll also share one or two of those thoughts, when they come to you."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed softly. "I love you, maddeningly and ridiculously so," he said, smiling at her. "You and all your slow, complicated thoughts."

[okteiviakom]

"Oh, are my thoughts slow, now?"

Her fingers found the buttons on his shirt.

[my_own_advocate]

"Deliberate?" Lucifer tried, tilting his head. "You just... chew and chew and chew until you're absolutely certain of an answer, that's all."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia opened one, then another.

And gave him an amused look. "Is that how it feels?"