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]

"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."

[my_own_advocate]

"Quite a few of them downright brilliant," Lucifer agreed.

[okteiviakom]

"Flatterer."

Yes, yes, he always spoke his truth. That wasn't going to stop her flinging this non-serious accusation around.

[my_own_advocate]

"Only deserving flattery, I assure you," Lucifer said. He closed his eyes, and... took in the moment.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia couldn't see him, but maybe she picked up on a vibe anyway. She slid her arm a little more snugly around him.

"Well, aside from being a flatterer, you are a wonder," she murmured. "Even when you don't always get it right immediately."

[my_own_advocate]

"Thank you," Lucifer said. He slid his hand down and patted her knee. "Shall we just have a drink together and make this a cosy evening?"

[okteiviakom]

"What is your obsession with drinking?" Octavia asked, with the tiniest soft snort. "But... yes."

Seemed like the safest bet, after everything.

[my_own_advocate]

"It's a nice, comfortable activity for us to do while we snuggle on the sofa?" Lucifer said.

[okteiviakom]

"It also takes you away from me," Octavia retorted. "Before that."