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 shook her head. "I wouldn't have if I'd realized you weren't there with me anymore."

[my_own_advocate]

"I should have called it off the second I began to struggle with it," Lucifer said softly. "I was just-- so caught up in not mucking it up again."

[okteiviakom]

"Then I'm sorry about that, too," Octavia murmured.

And wouldn't be mentioning anything about why she'd tried to get him to give her a dirty story in the first place.

[my_own_advocate]

"My mistake," Lucifer said. He ran his fingers through her hair. "Classic overcompensation. Frankly, embarrassing."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia couldn't help her shuddery sigh when he stroked her hair. It was rarely a bad move, and it certainly wasn't one now.

"We're both trying," she mumbled. "Sometimes a little too hard."

[my_own_advocate]

"When we usually come to our best results when we let a good mood carry us," Lucifer murmured. He felt the shudder, and so he let his hand keep moving. Touching, soothing-- both of them, really. "I didn't need that conversation to turn into sex, by the way. If you'd been... concerned about that."

[okteiviakom]

"I didn't think you did," Octavia promised, more or less truthfully. "But then it just kind of... felt like it was trying to, anyway."

So... yes.

[my_own_advocate]

"Mm, I suppose we were on a good roll before we messed with it," Lucifer said, the barest hint of amusement returning to his voice.

[okteiviakom]

"We were fixing a complicated situation," Octavia murmured. "Should've known the ground wasn't gonna carry every move."

[my_own_advocate]

"But we're still here," Lucifer said. "Both of us."

[okteiviakom]

"True."

A sign of progress, probably.

[my_own_advocate]

"And that matters." He brushed his lips against her hair. "Thank you."

[okteiviakom]

"For what?" Octavia murmured. "Not bolting?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Staying with me," Lucifer said. "An important difference."

[okteiviakom]

"It is," Octavia agreed, nodding in a way that just magically turned into nuzzling. "I don't want to hurt you like that anymore," she added in more of a whisper. "If I can help it."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out a soft breath. "It appears I'm just-- sensitive," he said, "About falling short of expectations."

Gosh, who knew where that came from.

[okteiviakom]

It was a mystery. Something something 'mysterious ways', even.

"I'm gonna be better about remembering," Octavia mumbled.

[my_own_advocate]

"I know," Lucifer murmured. "And I'm going to be better about getting caught up in my own head about all this."

[okteiviakom]

"And we'll both probably fail sometimes," Octavia added, with a faintly wry tone. "So we'll have to also try and be... kind. Maybe patient."

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, now you're expecting magic," Lucifer teased gently. "... But yes. We should."

[okteiviakom]

"I said 'try' for a reason," Octavia teased back.

[my_own_advocate]

"Clever," Lucifer chuckled softly.

[okteiviakom]

"I have my moments," Octavia murmured, and pressed a little kiss to his chest, over the fabric.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer smiled softly. "Quite many of them," he said softly.

[okteiviakom]

"Not even all of them disastrous."