A Spot in the Preserve, Sunday Evening

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer and Octavia had their Sunday rituals down to a T. And that-- well, that made Lucifer a bit contrarian, at times. There was nothing wrong with their tradition, healing as it was, but doing the same thing over and over again wasn't always that exciting.

And, all right. Perhaps he was still processing his own healing breakdown a week after the fact.

So he'd promised Octavia a surprise. Shown up with some take out bags and a smile.

She'd probably figured out where they were going well before the first trees came into view. It was a bit chilly, that couldn't be helped, but still: Lucifer thought the ambiance would help. "Almost there."

[[ for her ]]

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[okteiviakom]

That was kind of also not the point of what they'd been talking about, was it?

But Octavia didn't know what he was thinking about, so she just nodded with one of those crooked little smiles of hers. "Then that's something I'd like to try out, too. It's a deal."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer leaned in and pressed a kiss against her temple. "A deal," he agreed. "Some other Sunday."

[okteiviakom]

"Another Sunday," Octavia agreed. "But this one's far from over."

[my_own_advocate]

"Mmhm," Lucifer said. He nuzzled her cheek, ever-so-quickly, and then pulled back to finish off his pizza.

[okteiviakom]

It was still enough to make Octavia's heart flutter a little. Even if her outward reaction was more of a little snort.

But yes. Pizza, finishing.

[my_own_advocate]

Finally, Lucifer was done, and he sat back a little. Watching her with a smile.

[okteiviakom]

So he got to watch her carefully finishing up her last slice. Nothing wasted.

She glanced over again, once she had. Gave him an amused little look as she was lifting her drink again. "What?"

[my_own_advocate]

"What?" Lucifer asked, a laugh in his voice. "Can't I enjoy watching you be happy?"

[okteiviakom]

Snort. "I was eating."

Those two things were not actually at all mutually exclusive, Tavi.

[my_own_advocate]

"And happy," Lucifer said, undaunted.

[okteiviakom]

"Uh huh," Octavia replied, still with that faintly amused tone.

But she looked something like happy as she finished drink, too.

Light.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer smiled. "All done?"

[okteiviakom]

"Unless you're hiding something to spring on me, yes."

[my_own_advocate]

"Nothing that isn't already sprung," Lucifer promised, and rose to his feet.

He held out a hand.

[okteiviakom]

"Then yes," Octavia replied, like that hadn't already been covered.

She took his hand, letting him help her get to her feet.

[my_own_advocate]

"Then on we shall go," Lucifer said.

With a soft rush of air, his wings unfurled.

[okteiviakom]

Sorry about the way Octavia seemed to physically pause right then, just to watch the wings for a moment.

"I don't know if I'm ever getting used to this."

She wasn't sure she even wanted to.

[my_own_advocate]

"You'll have ample opportunity to try," Lucifer said.

He let go of her hand, but only to hold up his arms. So she could hop into them, obviously.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia sort of... blinked at them.

Look, the urge to hop anywhere didn't come quickly to her, just give her a second.

[my_own_advocate]

"What?" Lucifer said, a gentle laugh in his voice. "Would you rather crawl on my back?"

[okteiviakom]

Now this pause was Octavia thinking on that.

"No," she decided.

So, hopping into his arms, it was. Or something close enough, anyway.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled, making sure she was cradled firmly in his arms. "Comfortable?"

[okteiviakom]

"Yeah."

Enough, anyway, with her arm slung around his neck for extra support.

(She had some complicated feelings about being held like this, sometimes.)

[my_own_advocate]

"Then let's go."

He gave her another moment or two to adjust to that idea.

And then, with a loud clap of his wings, he took to the sky with her.

[okteiviakom]

Time to adjust or not, it was weird, and Octavia couldn't help her little gasp.

Air rushed past her, against her skin, in a way that wasn't unfamiliar - except for the direction.