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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[my_own_advocate]

"So what do you think," Lucifer asked, a happy little note of something good and warm and worked up in his voice. "In another few moments, should I ask you to ride my cock, or my face?"

[okteiviakom]

The hum was a little more thoughtful, this time. And also against his skin.

"Don't know."

[my_own_advocate]

"Suppose we can give it another moment or two," Lucifer teased, lifting his head up just enough to see her.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia smirked. "I mean, it sounds like a question of whether you want to come in my mouth --" And here, she shifted a little, for a very deliberate lick just over the tip, as she glanced up at him. "-- or all nice and snug between my legs."

She knew he was asking for her opinion. She just liked using her words, here.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer shut his eyes, groaning softly at the thought. "You make it sound so snug," he sighed, "And nice."

[okteiviakom]

"That's what I said, yeah."

Her voice was a soft, warm kind of amused.

Her lips brushed against his skin where her tongue had just been.

"I know you like everything else about that, too. Like... putting your hands on my hips. Maybe grabbing my ass a little. Seeing how my breasts bounce..."

[my_own_advocate]

"They do move... very nicely," Lucifer said, and took another happy breath, and opened his eyes a crack. "The way you move, when you get to have your way."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's 'uh huh' was barely more than a breath. "But then again," she murmured, "you really do love my mouth, too."

[my_own_advocate]

"It's very dedicated. And creative," Lucifer agreed, though his mind was still stuck on the other mental image.

Something about the word 'snug' just stuck with him.

[okteiviakom]

"Creative's a new one."

A stroke. Two.

And then, that creative mouth sliding over him, surrounding him.

[my_own_advocate]

"Well, what else would you call-- it--"

He moaned. Loud. Appreciative.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia wouldn't call it anything.

Or at least that's what it seemed to suggest that she didn't bother answering. She would much rather mimic the earlier motion of her hand with her mouth, now. Just, warmer and wetter and nicer.

[my_own_advocate]

"Beautiful," Lucifer sighed, his hand sliding down to run feather-light over her hair. "Reminds me of, oh-- the last time I was cock-deep in our hodon while you took care of him..."

[okteiviakom]

Now that deserved a comment, as Octavia pulled up briefly. "The noises he made were amazing," she sighed, happily.

Before going straight back to it.

[my_own_advocate]

"Weren't they?"

Lucifer's fingers settled a little more obviously against the back of her head.

"I could picture everything you were doing to him, minute by minute."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia hummed around him, obviously pleased. Maybe as encouragement? He knew she liked listening to him.

The way her tongue swirled against him did its part, too.

[my_own_advocate]

Yeah, that was a definite... groan, a shift of his hips against the mattress.

"That's such a treat," he said. "I mean, your mouth around me is heaven, darling. But knowing what you're doing to him..."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's lips would've pulled into a smile had they been less busy.

But she could substitute that with a little more of her easy, slow enthusiasm. Just making sure he was being thoroughly appreciated, because what else said appreciation like her tongue dragging against him as she took him deeper?

[my_own_advocate]

Oh. Oh, that was nice. Lucifer moaned, low and lazy, his fingers playing haphazardly with her hair.

"Just like that," he sighed. "You know how to spoil us..."

[okteiviakom]

Because I love you, Octavia didn't say - in words.

She sucked on him on the way up. Gentle pulses.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out a sigh, looking down, watching her move. Who'd given her the right to be this radiant? So soft, so touchable?

"We're very lucky," he murmured.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia glanced up. There was a smile in her eyes.

And then down she went, again. Really down, this time, the head of his cock rubbing along the roof of her mouth, then meeting the back of her throat.

She'd show him lucky.

[my_own_advocate]

"Ah," Lucifer gasped, his hand suddenly tighter in her hair as she just-- swallowed him down. "Oh my."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia hummed around him. Pulled up, went right back down again.

Just to remind him just how good she could be.

[my_own_advocate]

It almost evoked a good girl from him, but Lucifer caught himself just in time. Just... let himself get settled in the rhythm of her.

(Knowing, now, that he wouldn't be able to settle for just this-- but wanting to enjoy it.)

With each motion, his breathing grew more rapid, a flush crawling up his chest.