Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night

[my_own_advocate]

It had certainly been a complicated week, hadn't it? Luckily, it had ended before the weekend, and Lucifer, Duke and Octavia had had all Saturday to recover.

That didn't mean Lucifer hadn't been slightly surprised that Octavia was still game for date night. But he had grasped it with every bit of enthusiasm he could foster. And yes, that did mean dinner had featured a genuinely ridiculous amount of tropical fruit.

"Suppose I should've put a protein in there," he mused, settling back and eyeing his empty dessert bowl with satisfaction.

[[ for her and sp. eta: nsfw-bound... ish? ]]

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[okteiviakom]

Octavia would have batted her eyelashes at him, had she found in herself the inclination to actually tilt her head enough for him to see it.

She could convey the same with her tone just fine.

"Saying it doesn't make it true," she said, sweetly.

[my_own_advocate]

"I promise you," Lucifer said, "I could dirty talk you into multiple orgasms." His hand slid away, to... her leg, right under the fabric. "Though... obviously something long and thick wouldn't hurt to help that along."

[okteiviakom]

"You realize boasting is also not proof?" Octavia retorted. "Where's the proof, Lucifer?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Proof may follow once I shove something in that bratty mouth of yours that'll shut you up," Lucifer said, tilting his head to the side.

[okteiviakom]

"You know what would shut me up?" Octavia drawled, tilting her head back a bit more, for a glance up at him. "Hearing some proof."

[my_own_advocate]

"Or perhaps I'll just pop my cock in your mouth," Lucifer said. He brought his hand up to settle against her jaw. "It's soft at the moment. I believe you owe me a fix for that."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia raised her eyebrows.

"I don't think I owe you shit, actually."

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, are we getting feisty now?" Lucifer said, tapping his thumb against her bottom lip.

[okteiviakom]

"Well, if we're getting baselessly demanding..." Octavia rasped, trying - somewhat lazily - to tilt her chin away from his touch.

[my_own_advocate]

"One has to be, if you won't let me speak," Lucifer said.

His hand didn't move.

His thumb just got a bit-- firmer.

[okteiviakom]

"No one's stopping you."

That had a hint of a mumble, what with the hindered movement of her bottom lip.

Couldn't stop the wickedness of her smirk, though.

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, aren't you?"

He slid his thumb into her mouth the moment he could.

[okteiviakom]

"No."

... Considerably more mumbly. But she was bratty enough to manage it anyway.

[my_own_advocate]

"Then you wouldn't object to me shutting you up, would you?" Lucifer murmured, flicking his gaze from his thumb to her face. "And I could simply push you down and put my cock in this pretty bratty mouth of yours."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia mumbled a few things that may have been 'objection' and 'proof'.

Also tried to bite his thumb, so. There was that.

[my_own_advocate]

Well, she managed that much.

Lucifer's eyes narrowed. He slid back without removing his hand. "If you must," he said, yanking on one of her legs with the other.

[okteiviakom]

At least it was only a nip, really?

Octavia snickered, and let him do what he wanted. For now.

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm going to put myself in your mouth, and you're going to make sure I'm hard," Lucifer informed her, sliding up her body. "After that, we'll think about what I put in you, shall we?"

[okteiviakom]

This was an extremely clever, snarky retort Octavia had, about how he'd just said that he was already about to put something in her.

Too bad about the continued mumble.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer pushed his robe aside, settling in front of her face. He was, as true to his word, still largely soft - though that was already beginning to change.

And, also true to his word, he slid himself into her mouth.

[okteiviakom]

Well, at least Octavia didn't fight that. She also knew better than to try and bite him here.

She gave a tiny, almost intrigued hum as her tongue gave his cock a little experimental swirl in her mouth. He was usually much harder than this to start with. It was new.

[my_own_advocate]

It was a touch new for the two of them. Lucifer found he rather liked the game of it. He grunted, soft but still audible. "That's how little work you've done so far," he said. "How does it feel?"

[okteiviakom]

There was just no way to brattily say 'soft' and have it be at all clear under these circumstances (he seemed so heavy in her mouth like this, somehow), but Octavia tried anyway.

The lengthy hum added to the end may have been for his benefit.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled, low and dark. "Didn't understand a word of that," he said. "Good."

He let his hips give just-- the slightest-- little roll.

[okteiviakom]

It pushed him a little further, and Octavia made a soft noise accordingly, adjusting.

But, fine. Guess she could play nice long enough to give him some more of her tongue. A little lacking in finesse, but she could still try and find good spots to rub.