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]

"Depends on if you ask pathetically."

She was already leaning down.

[my_own_advocate]

"May I have a kiss?" Lucifer asked.

Reaching up to cup the back of her head.

[okteiviakom]

It didn't really need an answer at this point. So, Octavia's half-whispered "sha" was just a formality.

Right before she kissed him. Soft, but like it had meaning. Maybe an apology. Or something reaffirming. Reassuring.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's eyes slid shut immediately, so clearly something worked. He made a quiet noise against her mouth, his fingers curling against the back of her neck.

There was insecurity in the kiss, yes. But also trust, and affection.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's hand had slid to his jaw, cupping it like she was helping him keep his head tilted.

Something in her chest unclenched at the noise he made, and she poured that into the kiss, too.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's mouth wanted to fold into a smile, and it would have, were it not otherwise occupied. He ran his fingers idly up and down the back of her neck, more... reassuring than anything else.

Something in him unclenched, too.

[okteiviakom]

"I love you," Octavia whispered, as she stole a breath. "Always."

[my_own_advocate]

"The feeling is utterly and delightfully mutual," Lucifer murmured, soft and warm."

[okteiviakom]

"Even when it gets complicated?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Yes," Lucifer said, smiling up at her as if she was his world. "Always."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia let her forehead meet his. Gently.

"I would've let you play me like an instrument," she whispered, "it was a good line." It felt important to say, but not half as important as this: "But you didn't do anything wrong."

[my_own_advocate]

"All right," Lucifer said. He let out an exhale, his fingers sliding down, along her cheek. "And I wanted to."

[okteiviakom]

"I know you did," Octavia murmured.

[my_own_advocate]

"I often love it when I can get you there," Lucifer added quietly. "It feels... important. So when I fail, I..."

[okteiviakom]

"I know," Octavia said again, softly. "And I know it's probably not fair that sometimes you have to... fumble around in the dark."

[my_own_advocate]

"It's part of the game," Lucifer murmured. "The best we can do is... talk beforehand about what you would and wouldn't be all right with." A pause. "We've never quite done that, have we. Not to that extent."

[okteiviakom]

Octaviaa shook her head just a little. Her fingertips drifted to his cheek.

"No, I guess not."

[my_own_advocate]

"Since we're both out of the mood," Lucifer said, watching her face, "Would you like to have it now?"

[okteiviakom]

"I guess," Octavia murmured. "But you have to remember that these things, they... don't always stay the same."

[my_own_advocate]

"I know," Lucifer said. He closed his eyes. "We can catch much of that with our safe words."

Though not everything.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia sort of... sank down next to the tub, resting her chin on her arm on the edge of it. She wasn't getting back in, but she also wasn't dragging him out, and the leaning over had begun getting uncomfortable.

This was her compromise.

"Could also work on checking in. Should, maybe."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer nodded. He sat up. "Shall we move this to the sofa?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia looked down, then up again.

"Now that I just got down here?"

She was sounding more like herself, so that was a good thing, at least.

[my_own_advocate]

"Seems a bit more comfortable," Lucifer said, with a faintly amused huff.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia made a faint 'well that seems unnecessary' sort of face, but said, "Okay, well, get up."

She was already doing so.