my_own_advocate | Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night

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.

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my_own_advocate

"Then let's sit," Lucifer said, smiling. "I'll get us some tea or something in a bit."

But not yet. Right now, he wanted to stay close; he ushered her towards the sofa without removing his hand.

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okteiviakom

It was much better than tea could ever hope to be.

Octavia followed along.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer sat down on the couch, pulling her with him. Not into his lap, but close enough so he could lean on her the moment she was seated.

He needed that.

(They both did.)

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okteiviakom

No worries there: Octavia was trying to curl up against his side as soon as she'd sat down.

They really did both need that.

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my_own_advocate

So Lucifer let go of her hand and slung that arm around her shoulders, instead. Pressed a kiss to her temple, and leaned in further.

Just... took a moment to feel her warmth.

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okteiviakom

Judging by her soft hum, Octavia didn't mind that.

She slid her hand onto his leg, just for an extra point of contact.

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my_own_advocate

"Sometimes it's just good to have you near," Lucifer murmured, even though he didn't have to.

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okteiviakom

Oh but he did. "Yeah," Octavia sighed. "I feel the same."

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my_own_advocate

"Duke's always accusing me of wanting to nest," Lucifer said wrily. "Right now, I might even agree with him."

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okteiviakom

"Helps to re-establish closeness," Octavia murmured. "Or so my therapist says."

More or less, anyway.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer nodded. "I suppose that would make sense," he mused. "I should ask Linda."

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okteiviakom

"I've been trying to get better," Octavia admitted, nuzzling at his shoulder a little. "About touching. After I get... upset."

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my_own_advocate

"It helps," Lucifer said softly. "Has helped."

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okteiviakom

"It can reel me back in," Octavia murmured. "But sometimes it's really hard to remember that."

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my_own_advocate

"You become so-- hard to reach, sometimes," Lucifer said quietly.

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okteiviakom

"I know."

Tiny sigh.

"I used to have a use for it."

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my_own_advocate

"Oh?"

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okteiviakom

Octavia's eyes closed.

"In the end, down in the bunker, I didn't really have anyone," she muttered. "So putting up a wall was better."

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my_own_advocate

"Safer?" Lucifer said quietly.

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okteiviakom

"There wasn't a lot left that could hurt me," Octavia replied, with a little bit of a rasp. "But yeah. That, too."

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my_own_advocate

"I have some idea of what it's like," Lucifer said slowly. "Being on one's own like that, sole ruler of your domain."

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okteiviakom

"I know."

That was barely a whisper.

"Tell me about it?"

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my_own_advocate

"I'm not sure how much there is to tell," Lucifer admitted. "It was just... endless." He shifted a bit, trying to lean into her more. "Anger was my shield. My trips to the human world were brief. There, I learned to trade anger for desire, when I had the opportunity. But those were all I had."