Lucifer Morningstar (
my_own_advocate) wrote2022-02-20 12:32 pm
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Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night
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. ]]
"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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"Takes one to know one." That was not... quite how you were supposed to use that, but, okay. "Do something about it."
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"Oh, yes, ma'am," Lucifer said, delighted. Smiling. Maybe infusing it with a more playful version of his usual Sunday-night-with-Miss-Octavia attitude.
He pulled his hand out, since he needed both to unbutton her trousers and push them down. Like... so.
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"Better?"
Answering might have been easier had she not let herself get drawn into the urge to kiss him again.
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Judging by Octavia's entirely unnecessary little wiggle.
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Maybe she'd help with that in a second.
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Okay, maybe she was a little high.
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Lucifer was also well on his way.
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But she also shifted a little, sitting up a bit, to get her hands on his belt.
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And when she began dragging the pants down his hips.
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Big Ben was, in fact, already looking forward to striking.
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Octavia pulled his pants all the way off before smirking down. "Well, hello."
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"Oh, would he?"
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He really wasn't trying to be, Tavi.
She ducked down, though. Pressed a kiss or two along his abs, just to start with.
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Hmm, maybe a little lick to follow the kisses...
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