Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night

[my_own_advocate]

There were plans to open the club - finally - and plans to go to Austria for a few days to see an opera - exciting - and Octavia had been doing better recently, so... Lucifer was in a good mood, actually, when Sunday came around.

So yes, the candles were out again tonight. And a rather imposing spread of seafood, picked up from the mainland. With mango rice, of course.

It was Octavia. Couldn't do without the mango rice.

"How do you feel about the snapper?"

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[okteiviakom]

"Oh, do you?" Octavia sighed, stealing one last little kiss.

[my_own_advocate]

"Yes," Lucifer murmured against her mouth. He patted her arse.

[okteiviakom]

"Guess I should comply," Octavia rasped, "just this once."

She pulled away, turning to go.

[my_own_advocate]

"Thank you," Lucifer said, smirking. He let her slip out of his arms, watching closely.

[okteiviakom]

Good thing she'd worn a pair of pants that fit in a very flattering way in the back, huh?

She headed for the stairs, with a quick look back at him over her shoulder.

[my_own_advocate]

"Hello," Lucifer sighed, watching her arse move as she went. "Gorgeous."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave a soft huff in response.

"Good show?"

[my_own_advocate]

"You do have an excellent rear," Lucifer said.

And then he was up the stairs after her.

[okteiviakom]

"So I've been told."

Mostly by him and Duke, yes.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's hand settled over it as he caught up. "Then it's true, isn't it?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia seemed to immediately move up the stairs just a little slower.

"Well, if a Devil and his pirate can't be wrong..."

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm willing to check again," Lucifer teased. "We have one more staircase left to go."

And a plan forming for when they got to the top.

[okteiviakom]

Just like Octavia was hoping.

"So do you want me to go ahead?"

[my_own_advocate]

"I would like to watch those buns wiggle a bit more, yes," Lucifer teased.

He'd shed the light tone soon enough.

[okteiviakom]

Aw, but it was kind of cute.

Octavia snorted, solely because of the use of 'buns'. But, she also pulled away from him again, taking a few quicker steps to put herself ahead of him.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sighed happily, following after her at a much slower pace.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia did not have it in her to put an extra theatrical sway into her hips, but by the sound of his sigh, that would've been unnecessary, anyway.

"First impression confirmed?"

Only a few more steps.

[my_own_advocate]

"Yes," Lucifer said, mouth curving. "And giving me all sorts of ideas."

[okteiviakom]

"I'd ask what kinds," Octavia rasped, "but I have a feeling I'm about to find out."

And... landing.

[my_own_advocate]

And oh look, there Lucifer was a second later, pressing up against her back, pushing her against the wall.

Hand back on her arse.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gasped as her front met the wall.

And breathed, "That's what I thought..."

[my_own_advocate]

"You know what I always liked about these sorts of trousers?" Lucifer murmured, close to her ear. "They feel so interesting against your skin if someone touches them."

He squeezed.

'Don't take my clothes off', she'd said. He was going to find every way to turn that into a sexy thing that he could.

[okteiviakom]

Was there a faster way to drop her into a mood than his voice right by her ear? Right now, Octavia would have claimed there couldn't be.

She let out another little gasp at the squeeze. Soft, quiet, but uncontrollable.

[my_own_advocate]

"I think you've spent too much time enjoying a free view," Lucifer murmured. His fingers slid between her legs. "I think it's time you make some noise for me."

He couldn't fully reach her skin this way, not truly. But his fingers, rubbing against the fabric below her crotch, were-- there to make a statement.

[okteiviakom]

The two layers of fabric between them were not the thickest Octavia could have opted for. Was that on purpose? Who could say.

"You'll have to make me," she breathed. As if her breath hadn't hitched when she'd felt his hand move.