my_own_advocate | Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night

Date Nights had a certain structure to them, born mainly of habit. But that didn't mean they needed to keep to it.

In fact, the second Lucifer had received Octavia's text, he'd mentally overhauled all of the night's plans and picked up a few munchies and sodas. Dug up some of his excess pillows, and littered them along the living room.

He had-- multiple stashes. After a moment's thought as to what type of... relaxation would be best for the night, Lucifer went digging around for a particular one. Waiting, as he was doing so, for Octavia.

[[ for octavia. TW for drug use ]]

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Beautiful.

Lucifer let out a soft sigh, falling into it, into her, keeping just a bare few bits of his attention on his hand. (Wouldn't do to let the place burn down.

She smelled wonderful.

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okteiviakom

And he felt warm.

Octavia made a soft noise of her own, drawing things out, making it last. Making it a moment, this soft and warm and slow kiss.

It was doing a better job of soothing her than the onsen had.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer hummed, a rumble that made his chest buzz with it.

His fingers fell onto her shoulder, then tangled into her hair. Caught her lips with his after a second's breather, relishing the familiar taste.

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okteiviakom

Oh, all of that felt just so sweet to Octavia. So much so that she had to keep on lingering for another moment before finally breaking off.

Barely.

"Hi," she breathed, and reached out for the cigarette. "Gimme that."

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer laughed, but he reached to give it to her. "Of course."

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okteiviakom

"Not trying to overindulge, I promise," Octavia said, mostly as a joke. She took it, careful about getting it between her fingers but careless about brushing her fingers against his as she did.

She held his gaze as she took a slow drag.

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my_own_advocate

"I'd be very surprised if you were," Lucifer said.

She held his gaze. So he held hers.

"You are ridiculously gorgeous," he murmured.

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okteiviakom

"While indulging?"

Oh, the puff of smoke with the words was fun. Made her chuckle.

(Yes, her cares were definitely beginning to melt away.)

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my_own_advocate

"Always," Lucifer said, mouth curving. "Though indulging does add a... Certain something."

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okteiviakom

"Something what?"

Just a little extra puff, and she was handing it back again.

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my_own_advocate

"Enticing," Lucifer said.

He drew one last, deep hit from the cigarette-- and then smushed it out in the ashtray on the table. They could always light it again later, if need be.

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okteiviakom

"Enticing," Octavia echoed, as if she liked the taste of the word.

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my_own_advocate

"Mhm," Lucifer said, patting her knee with his newly-freed hand. "Like there's something very alive behind your eyes."

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okteiviakom

"It's the drugs," Octavia quipped, without missing a beat.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer smiled at her, delighted. "It isn't, really," he said. "It's your desire." Beat. "In this case, for drugs, but still."

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okteiviakom

"So..." A beat. "The drugs."

She thought she was hilarious. You could tell by how wide the smirk was.

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my_own_advocate

"No, my little brat," Lucifer said, and kissed-- the tip of her nose.

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okteiviakom

It crinkled, in response.

"What, then?"

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my_own_advocate

"I told you, the wanting," Lucifer said, smiling. "Oftentimes you hold yourself back. You contain yourself."

He ran his fingers idly up and down her trousers. "I like that I get to see it when you let yourself want and enjoy."