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It wasn't a great idea to keep sticking to old traditions to the letter, Lucifer and Octavia had found last weekend. And so Lucifer had suggested something else for this Sunday night.

Samsara.

It was a place where she felt safe. And it could-- go somewhere else, for a nice change of scenery. "Should we take her to the back of the preserve? Or head further along the coast?" Lucifer asked, as he hopped aboard, basket of food in hand.

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okteiviakom

Octavia was in the process of evicting a few porgs off the boat, for no other reason than that porgs and Lucifer didn't tend to mix.

She looked up. "Maybe the coast? Haven't been in a while."

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my_own_advocate

"We can find a nice little bay or abandoned beach to park near," Lucifer said approvingly. "All right, let's do that."

He slipped past her and into the bowels of the ship to go put the food away.

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okteiviakom

Octavia watched him go with a little huff.

Then she went to do all of the things she needed to do before they could go without trying to take the docks with them.

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my_own_advocate

She and Duke were good at that sort of thing, getting boats to do things properly. Lucifer was better at this: storing food in various places in Octavia's tiny kitchen so he could find it again later.

When he reappeared on deck, he was holding something rather less edible - a string of lights.

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okteiviakom

Octavia was already sitting behind the wheel, checking various things as he came back up. She glanced back, and noted the lights.

"Did you bring -- what's the word? Ambiance?"

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my_own_advocate

"I did," Lucifer affirmed. "If we're going to have an evening boat trip, it deserves something a little extra."

Like lights, which he was now wrapping around the supports of the upper cabin.

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okteiviakom

"And here I thought you were the little extra."

That worked, sure. Her faint smirk sold it.

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my_own_advocate

"Oh no," Lucifer said, smirking, as he plugged in the lights. "I'm the a lot extra."

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okteiviakom

"Of course," Octavia said, a little more distracted and soft than the teasing tone she'd been going for, simply because she'd looked up at the lights. "My mistake."

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my_own_advocate

"I also brought some candles, but I figured those are best saved for when we're actually still again somewhere," Lucifer said, following her glance up. "Do you like them?"

Sorry, Tavi, but Lucifer had left the Rouge today fully intending to nest the shit out of your boat.

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okteiviakom

It was a risky thing, what with how... particular Octavia could be about her space. But then again, what wasn't?

And so far, he was doing well.

"They're very pretty," she said, with a soft curve to her lips.

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my_own_advocate

He had planned to forwarn her of any changes, this time. So she could say no.

"Good," Lucifer said, smiling. "I'd like this ship to be a bit of a cosy home for us tonight."

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okteiviakom

The feeling that brought on in Octavia was complicated. But not in a bad way, for once.

"Is that so?"

She didn't sound like she planned to object.

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my_own_advocate

"Yes," Lucifer said, "So I brought some more things. Pillows and such. More lights. And the candles. But-- only if you like any of them, of course. You can pick."

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okteiviakom

"You brought pillows?"

Why was she even asking? He was a lot extra, after all.

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my_own_advocate

"I mean, your bed is fine as-is," Lucifer said lightly, "But it could be... comfier."

They were also very pretty pillows.

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okteiviakom

"Uh huh," Octavia said. "As long as we still fit in it."

Wasn't that the important part.

"So are you done decorating for the moment?" she added, turning back to her dashboard. "Do you want to sit down so we can go?"

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my_own_advocate

"I can return to it when we get to... wherever we're going," Lucifer confirmed. "As for whether I'm ready..." He stepped up behind her, sliding a casual arm around her waist, and kissed her cheek. "...Now I am."

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okteiviakom

"You've gone soft."

He'd been this soft with her for a long time, now. And her teasing was pretty soft in its own right.

A flick here, a press of a button there, and the engine whirred to life. Then the boat began to pull away from its slip.

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my_own_advocate

"How dare you," Lucifer said, without heat.

Once the engine started purring, he pulled away to go find himself a seat. And sat down. "Let your gut feeling take us where we need to go."

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okteiviakom

"You know I dare just fine."

Just as fine as she was now steering them away from the port.

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my_own_advocate

"Incorrigible," Lucifer sighed, and looked aside at the water.

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okteiviakom

Octavia's gaze was cast towards the horizon. As she quieted down to focus on the task at hand, she was mapping things out in her head. Where to go, how to get there.

What she wanted.

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my_own_advocate

And Lucifer just... watched. Occasionally taking a sip from his flask, but mainly just captivated by the certainty in her movements.

He did enjoy being on Samsara. It was so... her.

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okteiviakom

Octavia had really taken to every aspect of owning a boat, hadn't she? Both having her own space (finally), as well as just putting her all into learning how to care for it - and how to sail with it.

Like right now. Calm, and quiet, and at ease with the way the Samsara glid along the water.

Eventually, she spotted a long stretch of beach in the distance. Began steering them towards it.

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my_own_advocate

"Found our resting place?" Lucifer asked, glancing towards the coast.

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okteiviakom

"Think so," Octavia said, pointing towards what she had her eye on. "Looks quiet."

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my_own_advocate

"Good," Lucifer said, and fell silent again.

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okteiviakom

Octavia got them there, bringing the boat just close enough to the beach taht it felt like they were by it, but not so close as for the boat to get in any kind of trouble.

Everything out on the beach itself looked quiet and still, aside from the gentle waves against the shoreline.

"Here we are," Octavia murmured. "I'm gonna drop anchor here."

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my_own_advocate

"Yes, ma'am," Lucifer said, amusement in his voice. "Can I help you with that, or are you good?"

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okteiviakom

"Do you know how to help with that?"

Tavi, you could just say 'no, I'm good'.

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my_own_advocate

"I can lift things that need to be lifted and put things down that need to be put down?" Lucifer offered.

He was better at the interior decorating part.

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okteiviakom

Octavia shook her head a little. "No, I'm good."

See?

"I do this all on my own, sometimes." And managed, so: "I think you already had something else planned, anyway."

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my_own_advocate

"I was going to set up some candles around the boat," Lucifer agreed. "And some pillows downstairs, if that's all right with you?"

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okteiviakom

Octavia's expression went a little thoughtful.

"Don't you think the candles are a fire hazard?"

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my_own_advocate

"Depends on where we put them," Lucifer pointed out. "And how. I did bring some candle holders."

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okteiviakom

"I don't know how much those help on a boat this small."

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my_own_advocate

"No candles, then," Lucifer said easily, content to let this one go. "I have other lights."

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okteiviakom

"Good," Octavia said, giving him a tiny, wry smile. "I think I'll feel better about those."

Surprisingly she wasn't great about actual candles in small spaces, no.

"So I can focus on other things."

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my_own_advocate

"Mm, the important things," Lucifer agreed, smiling. "Shall I go get what I have so you can see?"

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okteiviakom

Octavia nodded. "Sure."

And she'd get to work on the anchor.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer tossed her another soft smile and slipped back into the ship, rummaging around for his bag.

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okteiviakom

Octavia did all she needed to do, from dropping the anchor to shutting off the engine.

Then just stood at the back of the deck and looked across the water towards the empty beach.

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my_own_advocate

"So I have a few of these," Lucifer said, as he came up the stairs holding a jar. "I know, it's a bit old-fashioned at this point, but..."

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okteiviakom

One of the great things about Octavia was that, depending on the point of view, either everything was outdated by a hundred years, or many things were completely new to her.

And she knew which way she felt as she turned to look at the jar he was holding.

"It's beautiful."

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my_own_advocate

"I thought you might like it," Lucifer admitted. "They're almost like fireflies. A jar full of fairy lights."

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okteiviakom

"Yeah," Octavia said, with a soft quality that kind of betrayed how she'd also been thinking exactly that. Even if she covered for it with a slightly more wry, "And they won't set my boat on fire."

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer chuckled. "There is that," he said. "And next to those, I also bought these..."

He took great care to pull a plastic nightlight out of the bag. It had little colorful owls drawn all over it.

Sure, they were meant for children. But some of Octavia's tastes did center around a similar simple love of animals, so he'd gone out on a limb.

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okteiviakom

In cases like this one, Octavia could neither tell nor did she care whether something was meant for children, anyway.

"Are those owls?" she asked, another smile tugging at her lips.

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my_own_advocate

"I have a few with different animals on them," Lucifer said. He held the lamp out for her. "But I thought you might like this one best."

Edited Date: 30 May 2022 13:20 (UTC)

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okteiviakom

"Well, I haven't seen the other ones yet," Octavia replied as she reached out to take it. "But this one seems like a pretty strong contender."

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer let her, and then took out each of the other lights, setting them down on the table where she could see them. "You can decide for yourself."

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okteiviakom

Octavia watched him and them, her head slightly tilted to the side. Her expression brightened a little further as she spotted one in particular.

"Oh, the seahorse one is pretty good, too."

(And very Duke.)

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my_own_advocate

"Really?" Lucifer said, surprised. "Interesting choice."

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okteiviakom

Octavia gave a tiny huff as her gaze flicked up to his face.

"Why's that interesting?"

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my_own_advocate

"I hadn't expected it," Lucifer said easily. "And now I'm curious as to why."

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okteiviakom

"You've been to the aquarium with me before," Octavia pointed out, though that maybe wasn't the whole reason. She shrugged a little. "And it makes me think of Duke."

Edited Date: 30 May 2022 19:26 (UTC)

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my_own_advocate

"Duke as a seahorse?" Lucifer said, tilting his head. "Huh. That makes an odd kind of sense..."

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okteiviakom

"Not necessarily as one, but..."

She was shrugging again, and looking at the lamp.

"But they're also kind of lanky, and water creatures." So, you know. That actually tracked.

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my_own_advocate

"And the males carry the offspring," Lucifer couldn't help but point out. "Very nurturing."

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okteiviakom

"We might all have watched too much Animal Planet," was what Octavia had to say to that, as she looked up at him again.

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my_own_advocate

"It's strangely hypnotising," Lucifer admitted.

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okteiviakom

Octavia looked faintly amused, but she nodded. "Pretty much the only thing I bother watching."

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my_own_advocate

"I like some Food Network from time to time, as well," Lucifer said. He cleared his throat. "Shall I go decorate the cabin with some of these and make us some drinks?"

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okteiviakom

And another nod.

"Do you want to have them down there or up here?"

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my_own_advocate

"Up here," Lucifer said. "Down there is for later tonight."

And some very sexy, very aggressive... snuggling.

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okteiviakom

"Okay," Octavia replied easily. "Then I guess I'm just gonna make myself comfortable here."

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my_own_advocate

"Want a pillow?" Lucifer asked, producing one of the colorful butterfly pillows from his bag.

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okteiviakom

"... Yeah."

Solely because of the butterfly thing, by the looks of how quick she was to reach out for it after seeing it.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer chuckled softly. "You can keep anything you want," he said, letting her take it.

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okteiviakom

"Thanks," Octavia said, maybe a little self-conscious all of a sudden (look, she knew she'd been pretty quick to react, there), but only a little.

She went to put the pillow on the bench. "Now, off you go."

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my_own_advocate

"Yes, ma'am," Lucifer laughed, and went downstairs to decorate.

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okteiviakom

And Octavia stayed where she was.

Well. Almost, anyway: she finally took a seat again, with the pillow, settling down to watch the water.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer came back upstairs, the bag sitting comfortably in the crook of his elbow. "Comfortable?" he asked, setting a fancy-looking mocktail down in front of her.

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okteiviakom

"It's what I said I would be, right?" Octavia told him with a wry little smile, right before looking at the glass. "So, what's this?"

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my_own_advocate

"Cranberry, orange and lemon with some fizz," Lucifer said, smiling. "Hopefully you won't mind the mix, or I'll get you something else."

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okteiviakom

"Well, the color tells me it's pretty heavy on the cranberry," Octavia noted, reaching out for the glass. "That's a good sign."

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my_own_advocate

"Take a sip, tell me what you think."

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okteiviakom

Octavia dutifully lifted the glass to her lips, and took a sip.

And then made sure to really taste it.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer tried to-- not watch her too closely.

He set down a few jars of lights, instead.

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okteiviakom

Octavia's verdict ended up a positive one, at least.

"This is very good," she told him, holding the glass up to look at it. "It's a good mix."

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my_own_advocate

"Good," Lucifer said, brightening both in expression and in posture. "Then my alcoholic one is likely to be decent as well."

And he took a sip.

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okteiviakom

Octavia watched him, as if patiently waiting for his judgment.

Or just for the pleasure of watching him, in itself.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer beamed at her as he lowered the glass. "You get me to consume so much more vitamin C than I used to."

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okteiviakom

Octavia snorted softly.

"Well, that sounds good," she said. "Not sure a celestial needs it, but..."

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my_own_advocate

"I like to pretend it does something for my glowing complexion," Lucifer said, beaming.

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okteiviakom

He was very cute like that.

Octavia's lips curved into a lopsided smile, with maybe something of a teasing edge. "Wait, so that's something that needs help?"

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my_own_advocate

"Obviously not," Lucifer said, "But it would be nice to have a physical reminder of your influence on my life."

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okteiviakom

Octavia lifted a shoulder. "I'd say tattoos last longer, but..."

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my_own_advocate

"Can't really get one of those," Lucifer said thoughtfully. "I suppose you or Duke could scar me, but that may be heading a bit too closely to Satanic rituals."

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okteiviakom

"Would a scar stay any longer, anyway?" Octavia wondered, after a thoughtful sip from her glass. "I mean, tattoos are kind of like scars, too."

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my_own_advocate

"Maze managed to scar Michael with a demon blade," Lucifer pointed out. "So it's possible. Might need a bit more oomph than just your knives, though."

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okteiviakom

"We managed to fashion demon blades into bullets," Octavia noted. "Maybe one day one gets repurposed into a tattoo needle."

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my_own_advocate

"Of course, with a tattoo, there's the open question of whether my body would even store ink properly," Lucifer mused.

He sat down beside her.

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okteiviakom

"There's a lot of questions, I know," Octavia replied, scooting over just enough to give him comfortable room to sit, but not so much that they weren't still very close together. "Because your body is weird."

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my_own_advocate

"That doesn't mean I'm opposed to trying some day," Lucifer said, mouth curving.

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okteiviakom

"Well, one of us would also have to learn tattooing."

And by 'one of us' she almost definitely meant herself.

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my_own_advocate

"Seems like it might be an interesting hobby for you," Lucifer said, sliding an arm around her shoulders.

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okteiviakom

"Maybe," Octavia said, leaning into it a little. "Never really thought about it."

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my_own_advocate

"Just a thought," Lucifer murmured. "I can picture you getting quite intent about that sort of thing."

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okteiviakom

"Well, it's sort of... like a ritual."

Had been from the receiving side, for her, anyway.

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my_own_advocate

"And we know how you feel about those," Lucifer said, pressing a kiss to her temple.

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okteiviakom

"Mmm," Octavia hummed, perhaps more for the kiss than the comment. "It's something to think about."

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my_own_advocate

"But not tonight," Lucifer said. He let out a loud, satisfied sigh. "Mm, look at this view."

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okteiviakom

Octavia rested her head against his shoulder, and gave a little sigh of her own, though much quieter and softer.

"Yeah."

Few things were as pleasing a view to her as the way light caught on the water when it was already getting dark.

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my_own_advocate

"We're going to have an excellent dinner in a bit," Lucifer murmured. "I precooked most of it, it just needs heating. So we have a little bit of time to just... enjoy."

This feeling that everything was all right right now. That she was with him, in every way possible.

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okteiviakom

"Enjoy what?"

Maybe she wanted to actually hear him put it into words.

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my_own_advocate

"Being here," Lucifer said softly. "Together. With a view. And no crisis between us."

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okteiviakom

"I'm sure we could make one up if we tried."

She was joking, yes.

(Though not entirely.)

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer huffed. "Let's not try," he said. "I don't want to ruin dinner." He turned his head and nuzzled her hair.

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okteiviakom

"I didn't have anything ready to go, anyway," Octavia murmured.

She got all soft at nuzzling, who would've thought?

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my_own_advocate

"Good." Lucifer said. Smiling. "How was your Sunday, darling?"

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okteiviakom

Snort.

"Should we just skip to the part where you say 'descriptive as always' as if you were expecting something else?"

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my_own_advocate

"No, because rituals are important," Lucifer huffed, like they didn't know she valued rituals greatly.

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okteiviakom

"It was fine," Octavia relented, faintly amused. "My Sunday was fine."

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my_own_advocate

"Descriptive as always," Lucifer said, smiling.

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okteiviakom

Octavia snorted.

"Good, now we can move on."

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my_own_advocate

"You're just no fun," Lucifer sighed, still smiling.

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okteiviakom

"Of course I'm not," Octavia replied easily. "But you already knew that."

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my_own_advocate

"I forget," Lucifer murmured. "Are you allowed to swim yet?"

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okteiviakom

Octavia's lips curved faintly.

"I am."

(The tiny scar from the removal of her old implant and the insertion of a new one - neither of which she'd told them about - had been a lot faster to heal than the wound from the gun, go figure.)

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my_own_advocate

"Then perhaps we can go for an evening swim before dinner," Lucifer suggested.

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okteiviakom

Octavia tilted her head a little, trying to catch some glimpse at his face. "Is that something you'd like?"

Stalling, maybe.

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my_own_advocate

He was smiling, a bit. Thoughtfully, for his standards, but still. "I would," Lucifer said. "But only if you'd enjoy it."

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okteiviakom

"I don't know," Octavia admitted, at that. A little more wry. "I haven't... even been to the pool, yet."

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my_own_advocate

"There's fewer people here," Lucifer pointed out.

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okteiviakom

Octavia snorted despite herself. "There's pretty few people in our bedroom, too."

And yet she kept more covered up there than a swimsuit would.

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my_own_advocate

"I'm just saying it's an easier place to take first steps than the pool," Lucifer said. "Not that you should."

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okteiviakom

"And I'm saying maybe your idea of the steps is off," Octavia retorted, though gently.

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my_own_advocate

"Undressing by a pool full of strangers would be easier for you?" Lucifer asked, frowning.

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okteiviakom

"No," Octavia said, the last of her wryness gone in favor of something milder and pensive, "I think you're looking for an 'easier' where there isn't one."

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my_own_advocate

"I'm just... trying to figure out the ways we can make life easier on you," Lucifer admitted.

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okteiviakom

"I'm not sure you can," Octavia told him, something in her tone a little apologetic. Which remained as she went on to say, "Anyway, what I'm getting out of this is... that I'm not ready."

Probably wouldn't have felt the need to argue so much, otherwise.

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my_own_advocate

"All right," Lucifer said lightly. "Then we'll just... continue to enjoy the view."

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okteiviakom

"Sorry," Octavia said, anyway, giving his leg a soft little pat with her free hand.

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my_own_advocate

"No need to apologize," Lucifer said, mouth curving. "What's something you'd like to do?"

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okteiviakom

"I don't think we need to be doing anything special," Octavia murmured, her head returning to its original position on his shoulder. "It's Sunday, maybe I'm all out of doing."

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my_own_advocate

"All right," Lucifer said. "Sorry. You know how I get sometimes."

Always looking for something to do.

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okteiviakom

"I know," Octavia replied with a tiny nod. "You need to be... busy."

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my_own_advocate

"It's a bad habit, I know," Lucifer said. "At least for times like this."

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okteiviakom

"When I'm trying to slow things down to a crawl?"

It was an attempted joke.

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my_own_advocate

"It makes me nervous," Lucifer admitted freely. "It shouldn't."

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okteiviakom

"Why does that make you nervous?"

Not so much with the joking, anymore.

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my_own_advocate

"I don't know," Lucifer admitted. "It just feels like something's expected of me. Not by you, mind you. Just... existentially."

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okteiviakom

"Existentially," Octavia repeated. Thought about it for a brief moment, then said, "I guess I get that."

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my_own_advocate

"You do?" Lucifer asked.

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okteiviakom

Octavia gave the tiniest shrug.

"It's not like I don't have a lot of issues with what I think is expected of me," she said, after a moment. "And it's not really connected to anyone, most of the time."

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my_own_advocate

"Mm, yes. That's it," Lucifer said. He hesitated. "I think at some point I just... started... needing to move at times. To make myself feel all right in the moment."

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okteiviakom

"Is this one of those moments?"

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my_own_advocate

"It was a bit," Lucifer said. He sighed. "I think it's just leftover nerves from last time, frankly."

Well, at least now he'd identified the source.

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okteiviakom

Octavia exhaled a quiet sigh.

"Yeah, that was... Not our best."

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my_own_advocate

"I don't need to rehash it," Lucifer added. "I just... realized that's where the energy comes from."

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okteiviakom

Octavia nodded, a tiny movement.

"Left a mark."

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my_own_advocate

"It's not your fault," Lucifer said. "I'm just... trying to learn how to live in the moment in this particular way."

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okteiviakom

Somehow it seemed like a small movement, too, when Octavia picked up her head and turned it.

To press a feather-light kiss against his cheek. "Mochof."

For trying.

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my_own_advocate

"You're welcome," Lucifer murmured.

He'd try anything for her.

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okteiviakom

"I love you," Octavia said. It just went well with the thanking him. And with... everything, lately. "Complicated feelings and all."

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my_own_advocate

"I love you too," Lucifer murmured. "Even as you're forcing me to accept the beauty of stillness."

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okteiviakom

"I know," Octavia murmured, "I'm terrible."

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my_own_advocate

"Terrible, awful person," Lucifer said, "With your healthy eating habits and your infuriating ability to just vibe."

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okteiviakom

"... Ability to just what?"

He had to have seen this one coming.

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my_own_advocate

"Just vibe," Lucifer said. And then, realizing that didn't clarify anything: "Turn down everything but the world around you and move with it. So to speak."

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okteiviakom

"Right."

A beat.

"I... guess I do that?"

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer chuckled. "You don't have to take it too seriously," he said.

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okteiviakom

Octavia couldn't help snorting.

"Don't I always, though?"

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my_own_advocate

"Sometimes you surprise me," Lucifer teased.

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okteiviakom

"Well, feel free to hope this is one of those times," Octavia drawled. She cuddled a little closer against his side. "You and your vibes."

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my_own_advocate

"You like my vibes," Lucifer protested, hugging her closer.

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okteiviakom

"Never said I didn't."

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my_own_advocate

"Just cutting that one off at the pass," Lucifer teased.

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okteiviakom

"Oh be honest," Octavia rasped, "you're terrified for your vibes."

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my_own_advocate

"My vibes are fine, thank you," Lucifer sniffed.

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okteiviakom

"If you say so."

Apparently she could still engage in some very light brat-like behavior.

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my_own_advocate

"How dare you call my vibes into question," Lucifer sniffed.

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okteiviakom

"It's very easy," Octavia told him, nuzzling his shoulder a little.

Almost impish, if in a subdued way.

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my_own_advocate

"You just delight in this mockery," Lucifer muttered, but he pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

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okteiviakom

"I just delight in you," Octavia retorted, whether it made any sense or not. "Mockery included. Deal with it."

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my_own_advocate

"Oh, spin it into something sweet, why don't you," Lucifer sighed, giving her a gentle headbutt.

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okteiviakom

Octavia just snickered.

Soft, and entirely unrepentant.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer sighed loudly. "Well, I'm going to take this abuse as a sign it's time for me to cook."

From:

okteiviakom

"That was my evil plan all along," Octavia decided.

It had not been, but hey. Might as well claim it.

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my_own_advocate

"Terrible woman," Lucifer said, getting up out of his seat.

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okteiviakom

Octavia let him, though her hand trailed down his arm as he did.

"Yeah, yeah," she rasped. "You love it."

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my_own_advocate

"Unfortunately, yes," Lucifer said, but his hand caught hers on the way down and gave it a squeeze.

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okteiviakom

"This is not the unfortunate part," Octavia told him, giving his hand a little squeeze back.

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my_own_advocate

"Brat," Lucifer said fondly.

He let her hand slip out of his, and walked down into the heart of Samsara.

From:

okteiviakom

Octavia figured she would follow, maybe in a moment or two. But sometimes it was nice to just watch him go.

Especially when it was him seeming at home on her boat.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer paid no heed to whether she was following behind. The meal he'd brought was, he felt, fairly simple. Just some fish and pineapple and a few other fruits on top of a bed of noodles...

It would be good, though.

He took the noodles and the water kettle he'd brought, and got it hooked up.

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okteiviakom

It was always good.

Eventually, and quietly, Octavia made her way in and slid onto a chair to just... watch him.

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my_own_advocate

Her... kitchen... if you could even call it that, didn't offer much in terms of ways to prepare anything. So he'd flambéd the salmon ahead of time, and while the noodles sat in the hot water-with-spices, Lucifer cut it carefully into thin slices.

He took two plates and divided the salmon across them. Then out came the pineapple, which he cut carefully into petal-shapes. Strawberries into small slices.

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okteiviakom

It was not much of a kitchen, no. But he was working around it.

Beautifully.

(Or maybe Octavia was just really smitten.)

From:

my_own_advocate

And just like that, all the components were ready. Lucifer made a little bed of noodles on each plate, and then layered salmon, pineapple and strawberry on it piece by piece, constructing a flower of a sorts.

The finishing touch was a little bag of edible flowers in lilacs and yellows. He placed those on top in a circle, giving the whole dish the appearance of a wreath.

He turned around and held out one plate for you. "Your dinner, darling."

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okteiviakom

Octavia reached out for it with both hands, and a tiny smile.

"Thank you. It looks... amazing."

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer's mouth curved softly. "A little bit of the ocean and a little bit of the forest, I thought."

From:

okteiviakom

Well, there was just very little Octavia could say to that.

So instead, as she was setting the plate down on the table in front of her, she was just looking at it. And looking touched, because she could see what he meant.

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my_own_advocate

"And the noodles are from a particularly expensive artisanal brand," Lucifer said, mouth curving as he watched her-- appreciating his work.

The smile grew slightly bigger. "Only the finest wheat for my people, obviously."

From:

okteiviakom

Octavia gave a soft huff as her gaze reluctantly returned to him.

"You know I won't be able to tell the difference."

From:

my_own_advocate

"No, but it matters to me," Lucifer said. He slid into a seat with his own plate. "And who knows, perhaps one day you'll surprise me."

From:

okteiviakom

"Perhaps," Octavia said, giving his foot a little nudge with hers under the table a he was settling down. "And at least I'll enjoy it either way."

From:

my_own_advocate

Lucifer's smile felt almost painful-- not in the stretch of his lips, but the way it touched his eyes. "Ai hod yu in, Σεληνη."

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okteiviakom

Octavia smiled back.

"Ai hod yu in seintaim, skaifaya."

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer cleared his throat. "But now," he said, glancing down at his plate, "Enjoy your meal."

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okteiviakom

"Always," Octavia replied.

And dug in.

From:

my_own_advocate

Lucifer settled into his food as well - it was as good as he knew how to make it, which was quite.

But he snuck looks at Octavia from time to time, enjoying... her enjoyment.

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okteiviakom

Octavia seemed to be going about it carefully, like she was looking to preserve as much of the prettiness of how everything was assembled for as long as she could, while still tasting different things with each bite.

It was a quiet but happy sort of enjoyment.

From:

my_own_advocate

There was something warm in Lucifer's chest, something that seemed to radiate into the rest of him.

He was still smiling as he ate his way through the rest of his dinner.

From:

okteiviakom

Octavia wasn't, really, but that was just because she was so focused on enjoying every last little bit of it.

And then there was just one bite left.

From:

my_own_advocate

Lucifer was already done. He hadn't been as careful, after all.

He looked at the bite on her plate.

He looked at her.

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okteiviakom

And Octavia looked at her plate. And then picked up that last bite, and popped it in her mouth.

And leaned back with a content little hum.

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my_own_advocate

"Good?" Lucifer asked her, because he couldn't help himself.

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okteiviakom

"Delicious," Octavia told him with a sigh.

Only playing it up a little.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer beamed. "Thank you," he said. "I felt Samsara deserved something elegant but simple. I did bring some homemade ice cream for later..."

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okteiviakom

Octavia's lips curved further. "You went all out."

He always did, and yet it still felt worth mentioning.

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my_own_advocate

"Hardly," Lucifer said. "You deserve the best. But since opulence isn't where you feel comfortable, I take whatever initial plan I have and pare it down until I think it suits you too."

From:

okteiviakom

Octavia snorted, but her smile didn't waver. "Oh, you need to downscale things for me?"

That was not surprising.

From:

my_own_advocate

"It's part of my gift to you," Lucifer said, his mouth curving further. "Making sure our dates aren't just about my vanity."

From:

okteiviakom

"Well, I'm grateful," Octavia said, maybe a touch wryly. Because of this next thing: "Though we really need to get back to what we talked about maybe doing your things sometimes."

From:

my_own_advocate

"Oh, right," Lucifer said, tilting his head. "Sorry, that was about a dozen disasters ago."

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okteiviakom

"I know," Octavia said. (Because boy, did she ever.) "But I haven't forgotten."

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my_own_advocate

"It would still be nice to have a night on the town or something," Lucifer admitted. He threw her an amused look. "Expose you to opera."

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okteiviakom

Octavia's head tilted, just a little. "That's the really loud singing, right?"

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer laughed. "Yes," he said. "They're loud, dramatic stories told through song. They also require you to dress up a bit. Having both you and Duke there would certainly be an experience."

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okteiviakom

"I'm sure we can make that happen."

Well, she was already on board, and it probably wouldn't take a lot to convince Duke, right?

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my_own_advocate

"We could go dress-shopping as a date," Lucifer said, grinning as he perked up. "See if we can find you something formal you actually like."

Was there such a thing as a formal leather dress? Now he wanted to find out.

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okteiviakom

You know, if Octavia hadn't already been willing to go all-in on this, the way he'd perked up just now would have forced her hand.

"Might be a challenge," she rasped, "but I'm up for it."

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my_own_advocate

"I know, but that part is fun," Lucifer said, grinning. "We'll go to New York, try out all those weird little dress shops tucked away in the corners that have all the interesting pieces. I think you can actually get fine dining as a takeaway option there, too, so we could have dinner in Central Park... hm, do you think you'd enjoy the Museum of Natural History?"

He could suddenly picture it all.

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okteiviakom

Oh, he was launching full-tilt into this?

Octavia was going to just do her best to hang on, then. "Probably," she said. "Sounds about my speed."

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my_own_advocate

Sorry, Octavia. He'd spent so much time trying to concoct the perfect dates for you and Duke he had entirely forgotten about the vast stretch of possibility that was chasing his own interests.

"Let me just," Lucifer said, reaching into his pocket for his phone. "Better to inform you of what it is," he muttered, searching for the website, and--

"Oh, look at that." He held out the phone for her.

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okteiviakom

Octavia wasn't sure what she'd been expecting as she leaned forward a little to peer at his phone. But it wasn't that.

"Oh," she murmured, instantly softer. Maybe with a little bit of longing. "Finrona."

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my_own_advocate

"Dresses, good food in a beautiful park, and finrona," Lucifer murmured. "Sound like a good date?"

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okteiviakom

Octavia looked up, and was quick to nod.

"Yeah."

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my_own_advocate

"Then we'll do that sometime soon," Lucifer said, mouth quirking. "After we talk Duke into attending the opera."

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okteiviakom

"Sounds like a plan to me," Octavia said. "Shouldn't be hard."

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my_own_advocate

"You never know," Lucifer said. "If we accidentally get him on some kind of crusade. Or worse, he'll insist on going dressed entirely in denim."

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okteiviakom

Octavia snorted softly. "Well, I'm gonna have a talk with him if it looks like it's going that way," she promised.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer chuckled, and-- thought for a second about telling her about his talk with Duke.

But no. It wasn't right for the mood. "You are quite convincing when you want to be."

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okteiviakom

"I know."

Especially when there were easy strings to pull.

"We're going to make this happen."

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my_own_advocate

"Thank you," Lucifer said, sliding his hand across the table towards her.

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okteiviakom

Octavia'd hand slid out to meet his. Fingers brushing against fingers, first.

"You're welcome," she murmured, faintly teasing. "You deserve something you'll like."

From:

my_own_advocate

"Not that I don't like this," Lucifer was quick to say.

From:

okteiviakom

"Didn't think you didn't," Octavia assured him. "I know you have... range."

From:

my_own_advocate

"And I also deeply enjoy watching you enjoy yourself," Lucifer said, nodding primly.

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okteiviakom

"Yeah, I know your second-hand enjoyment is second to none."

Her fingers closed around his.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer laughed and squeezed her fingers. "Is it appropriate to wallow in nostalgia for our sex life now, or would that make you uncomfortable?"

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okteiviakom

"I think 'nostalgia' means it wouldn't be coming back," Octavia told him, a little more wry again. "It's going to come back."

On a long enough timeframe, anyway.

"But feel free to wallow."

From:

my_own_advocate

"I di-- do love watching you and Duke go at it," Lucifer said, grinning. "He's as gorgeous on the bottom from a distance as he is up close."

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okteiviakom

"'Cause he's gorgeous no matter the position or the distance."

There was a fondness to her tone.

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my_own_advocate

"I mean I would say he's particularly gorgeous on his back with you riding him," Lucifer said, tilting his head.

... Picturing it, yes.

"Or screwing him into the mattress."

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okteiviakom

"Well, that's your preference," Octavia told him with a faint teasing note, now. "I don't think I could pick one."

A beat, maybe a little hesitation.

"But he is really pretty when he... gives in like that."

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my_own_advocate

"Oh, come on, you know you enjoy it quite a bit," Lucifer teased.

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okteiviakom

"You're the one who said he's particularly gorgeous like that," Octavia pointed out. "That has nothing to do with how much I enjoy it."

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my_own_advocate

"It's okay to say you particularly like something," Lucifer sighed. "That doesn't automatically mean the rest of it is lesser."

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okteiviakom

"Did I say it was?" Octavia wondered. "Did I say anything about that, actually?"

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my_own_advocate

"I'm just saying," Lucifer said. "Does that whole 'it's all equally good' thing not make everything feel like a... grey blob, of sorts?"

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okteiviakom

"Why would something good feel like a 'grey blob'?"

The air quote-y little gesture may have been Duke's influence.

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my_own_advocate

"Because nothing can all be the same kind of good, can it?" Lucifer asked. "I mean, I vastly prefer a hand job from either of you to one from anyone else. It's always good. That doesn't mean there aren't a legion of other acts I find particularly good. The ones that stick to memory."

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okteiviakom

"Feeling really encouraged to share my thoughts and feelings here, Lucifer," Octavia rasped, though not unkindly.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer shrugged. "I'm just saying," he said. "It's not like your 'I don't have a preference' thing doesn't feel somewhat judgmental on this end."

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okteiviakom

Octavia looked genuinely surprised, at that.

"Judgmental? How?"

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my_own_advocate

"I know you don't mean it like this," Lucifer said, repressing the urge to reach for his flask, "But it does sound a bit like 'the proper way to love someone is if you love absolutely everything about them equally'."

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okteiviakom

"Riiight," Octavia said, slowly. Not looking terribly impressed, in all honesty. "Feels like you're reading way into me not having a preference on what position Duke looks prettiest in."

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my_own_advocate

"Feeling really encouraged to share my thoughts and feelings here, Octavia," Lucifer drawled.

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okteiviakom

"If you feel judged when I don't have an opinion about one small thing the way you do," Octavia replied, leaning back in her seat again (her fingers slipping away from his), "I don't know what to tell you. You have a preference and I love that you do, even if it's mostly because I love listening to you talk to me about it. That doesn't mean I'm gonna have one, too, and that doesn't mean anything."

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my_own_advocate

"I just think you can't have no preference," Lucifer said, shaking his head.

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okteiviakom

"Why not?"

The exasperation was genuine. And so was the hint of helplessness that went with it.

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my_own_advocate

"Because there's always something," Lucifer sighed. "Would you be happy just getting fingered for the rest of your life?"

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okteiviakom

"What, so you think I have no preference about anything now?"

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my_own_advocate

"I'm talking specifically about sex," Lucifer said, "With either of us. Would you be happy just having this one basic sex act done to you by us forever, or would you say, 'hold up, there's this thing I like and I'm not getting it'?"

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okteiviakom

"You know, when you asked if you could get on this topic or whether it would make me uncomfortable," Octavia told him, raising her eyebrows, "I didn't think you were going to make me uncomfortable."

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my_own_advocate

"Sorry," Lucifer said, raising his hands in surrender. "I'll stop talking."

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okteiviakom

"Little late for that now."

That was the discomfort talking.

It was there in the way she folded her arms over her chest, too.

"All this time I've been talking about one thing," she continued. "Not all of sex, just one thing. Was that not clear? Because it really feels like you've just jumped straight to thinking you need to prove I have preferences about other sex stuff."

Edited Date: 6 Jun 2022 23:37 (UTC)

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my_own_advocate

"It was not clear," Lucifer said.

Because that was the simplest and truest explanation for where this had gone wrong.

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okteiviakom

Octavia stared at him.

"How was I supposed to make it clearer than by saying several times it was about 'one thing' and even repeating what the one thing was? Especially when you know about my preferences better than anyone?"

Because he saw a side of them no one else was privy to. (Wasn't supposed to be, anyway.)

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my_own_advocate

"Because you're always like this about Duke," Lucifer said slowly. "All-- 'everything is good'. I honestly didn't realize the 'one thing' wasn't 'sex in general' but 'positioning, specifically'."

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okteiviakom

"... How do you not realize when I said so?"

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my_own_advocate

"I may have been a bit too far up my own argument at that point," Lucifer admitted.

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okteiviakom

"The argument that you just -- went straight into without telling me we were suddenly supposed to be talking on a wider level."

Just to be clear.

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my_own_advocate

"Because I thought we were already talking on a wider level," Lucifer said. "Look, can we just accept we had some ridiculous miscommunication and I made it worse by steamrolling on ahead?"

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okteiviakom

"Well, you probably also shouldn't have said it's because I'm 'always like this about Duke'."

Sorry, that part was only now starting to sink in.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer sighed. He wished he hadn't left his flask at home in some kind of ill-fated gesture. Though at least in his current cowed state, he was able to observe that, "I... may be... a bit insecure about that..."

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okteiviakom

"Apparently," Octavia replied, exasperated but not really at him. She sank further back in her seat. "Why?"

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my_own_advocate

"Because it makes me feel like I'm not doing this properly," Lucifer admitted. "Like you've-- accomplished some ideal of love I'm not capable of."

Oh, hello, very old insecurity.

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okteiviakom

"Lucifer, that's dumb."

... Hold on, she was going to find her way to something a little more reassuring than that.

"For one, why would you ever think I would be the model for how to do any of this shit properly?"

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my_own_advocate

"Because you've always been good at loving people," Lucifer said quietly.

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okteiviakom

"Yeah, I think we both know that's not true."

(Or maybe she was mixing up loving people with managing to treat them the way they should be treated.)

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my_own_advocate

"It is, though," Lucifer said. "You may not know how to handle the day to day of it all, but you don't-- struggle with loving someone and letting yourself be loved the way Duke and I do."

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okteiviakom

"Okay, well..." Tiny shrug. "None of that actually relates to anyone's preferences in the sack."

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer shot her a Look. "It does when one thinks the other person is saying they don't have preferences because they enjoy anything they can do with their love," he said.

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okteiviakom

"Then I guess one needs to learn to listen," Octavia replied mildly. "Or better yet, ask."

From:

my_own_advocate

"I thought I did ask," Lucifer said, sinking into his chair with a sigh. "Octavia, please. I misunderstood you. That was all."

From:

okteiviakom

"You made me feel pressured to pick a favorite out of things I don't have a favorite one of right now," Octavia replied. "Your insecurity made me feel like you thought I was doing something wrong."

From:

my_own_advocate

"And I am sorry," Lucifer said, frowning. "I didn't mean to do that, and I was an arse to you."

From:

okteiviakom

Octavia gave him a (still slightly exasperated) nod, like 'yes, thank you'. Sometimes bruised feelings needed her to go digging for an apology.

"You never asked why, but I'm gonna tell you anyway," she said. "I don't have sexy preferences right now, because they change, they come and go, they're based on -- whatever I feel like at the time, whatever was hottest most recently, that kind of thing. And I don't... That's a distant thing right now. There's nothing anchoring me to any preference, right now."

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer nodded slowly. "It's almost academic," he said.

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okteiviakom

Tiny nod.

"It's theoretical."

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer let out a breath. "That must be strange."

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okteiviakom

"Not as strange as it would be for you," Octavia replied with another tiny gesture, though it was a shrug this time. "It's not like this is the first time I've just... not had sex."

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my_own_advocate

"No," Lucifer allowed. "But it's the first time it's been for this reason, hasn't it?"

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okteiviakom

Octavia's gaze dipped towards the table between them.

"Yeah."

From:

my_own_advocate

"And that disconnect seems... like it would feel strange," Lucifer said slowly. "Speaking as someone who has always wholeheartedly tried to connect with his body as much as possible."

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okteiviakom

"I know."

Suppose she should have said more, but more didn't seem to be coming to her.

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my_own_advocate

"I'm sorry," Lucifer said again.

Softer, this time.

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okteiviakom

"I know that, too," Octavia replied.

Also softer.

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my_own_advocate

He was quiet for a moment.

Reached for her hand again.

"Would you like to head back outside, onto the deck?" Lucifer asked gently. "We'll have some ice cream and watch the sun set."

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okteiviakom

Octavia's hand was slow to move, but it did.

"Sure," she murmured, "okay."

From:

my_own_advocate

Lucifer took it, and squeezed it again.

He rose up from his seat. "All right."

From:

okteiviakom

Octavia got up just a second later.

It wasn't so much a squeeze that her hand gave his, as it was just her hand... tightening around his. And then staying that way.

From:

my_own_advocate

It brought the smile back onto Lucifer's face, though he ducked his head to hide it.

And tugged her upwards, onto the deck.

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okteiviakom

Octavia followed. Quiet, but she did.

Might become a theme.

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my_own_advocate

"Please sit," Lucifer said, half-turning to look at her.

Taking her other hand as he did. "I'll go get the ice cream."

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okteiviakom

"Okay," Octavia said.

Giving both his hands a squeeze.

From:

my_own_advocate

"I love you very much," Lucifer said softly.

Only then did he drop her hands, and slip past her back into the cabin.

From:

okteiviakom

Octavia... sat down.

And took the butterfly pillow, and sort of hugged it to herself.

From:

my_own_advocate

It was beginning to get darker, and the fairy lights were becoming more pronounced-- just the way Lucifer had wanted it.

He just hoped they could clear the air enough to enjoy it.

But for now, he took the two ornate bowls - all pretty colors, like a blurred rainbow - and filled each with three scoops: mango, cherry, lemon sorbet. (They tasted good. He'd made them, after all. Nothing store-bought for his people.)

And so he returned to the deck not long after. "Here we are," he said, holding one bowl out for her.

From:

okteiviakom

Octavia managed to let go of the pillow enough to reach out and take it.

She cleared her throat. "You even brought bowls?"

From:

my_own_advocate

"I just... wanted to make sure everything coordinated," Lucifer said, sliding into a seat.

From:

okteiviakom

"Eye for detail, huh?" Octavia muttered, not really hitting the teasing tone she'd been going for at all.

From:

my_own_advocate

"I just wanted it to be nice," Lucifer said.

Her tone made him sound subdued in turn.

From:

okteiviakom

Octavia suppressed a sigh as she looked down at her bowl.

She needed to get out of this funk. "What are the flavors?"

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my_own_advocate

"Ah, you've got your lemon sorbet, you've got your mango, and black cherry," Lucifer said, reaching out to point out each scoop completely unnecessarily. "All made from fresh fruit."

From:

okteiviakom

Octavia might have been able to tell from the colors, yes, but it was nice that he made sure.

"Oh," she murmured, "they sound nice."

She was going to go for the... mango, first.

From:

my_own_advocate

He'd had a feeling she would. Lucifer told himself to stop being so self-conscious just because she was being a bit subdued, and dug into his own cherry ice cream. "Bon appetit."

From:

okteiviakom

"Chof."

Well.

This first bite was definitely mango-y.

From:

my_own_advocate

That was the beauty of homemade ice cream: the vivid flavors. It was why Lucifer had opted not to just buy a pint of Haagen-Dazs.

He made a soft noise when he took the first bite of cherry. Nothing like an explosion of flavor to save you from your woes.

From:

okteiviakom

Octavia hazarded a little glance at him, at the noise. A little connection.

"Yeah," she murmured, "it's really good."

From:

my_own_advocate

"Learning how to make ice cream was a revelation," Lucifer said, mouth curving into a small smile. "You can't reproduce those flavors on an industrial scale."

From:

okteiviakom

"I think this is where I'm supposed to call you a nerd."

Look, a joke! Even if it was a feeble one.

From:

my_own_advocate

Lucifer chuckled softly. "I prefer 'passionate about the things I enjoy'," he said. "I think the first time I had an ice cream worth the reputation was when I had kulfi a few centuries ago."

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okteiviakom

"What's that?" Octavia asked softly.

It was clear from context, more or less, but... If she could get him talking, even for a little bit, about something he'd enjoyed a long time ago, then maybe it would also help draw her a little more squarely into the now.

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my_own_advocate

"It's a frozen dessert, a bit like ice cream. They invented it in the...15th? 16th century, in India?" Lucifer mused, looking thoughtful. "Unlike our ice cream, it doesn't have eggs in it. It's just milk, cooked very slowly, and then they flavor it with spices and nuts once it's cooled."

He smiled.

"You'd walk the streets of India and there would be a kulfiwallah on every other corner," he said. "I liked the pistachio one the best. It had the most vivid flavor. I must have eaten several dozen before I was herded back to Hell."

From:

okteiviakom

See? It was beautiful to listen to him like this. (Yes, even with the bittersweetness of thinking about him returning to Hell.)

"It sounds good," Octavia murmured. "Like something I would like to try."

From:

my_own_advocate

"Perhaps one day we'll visit," Lucifer said, smiling a bit. "It's quite colorful, India. Quite literally. Especially during Holi, which I think you'd enjoy. It's this festival where they throw colored powder around as they celebrate the coming of spring."

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okteiviakom

The edges of Octavia's lips twitched a little. "Colored powder?"

A shameless prompt, yes.

From:

my_own_advocate

Lucifer nodded. "Let me find a picture," he said, reaching for his phone. "The images are quite vivid. I can already picture you dancing about in a cloud of pinks and purples and yellows..."

He held the phone out to her.

Edited Date: 7 Jun 2022 17:43 (UTC)

From:

okteiviakom

Octavia leaned over to look, and once again, her expression softened further.

"Is there music?"

Of course she'd ask.

From:

my_own_advocate

Lucifer nodded. "They have their own traditional music for it," he said. "It's supposed to be a joyous festival, all about love and companionship and so on."

From:

okteiviakom

Octavia's nod was almost laughable in its sincerity. Also had a distracted quality about it, like she was still thinking it over. The whole concept of it.

"It sounds beautiful."

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my_own_advocate

"I think... I think you would really love it," Lucifer admitted softly. "All that joy and colour and life."

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okteiviakom

"I think so too."

That was barely more than a whisper, her gaze still lingering on the pictures, thinking about what it would be like.

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my_own_advocate

"I want to show you so much of that," Lucifer murmured. "Anywhere we can find it."

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okteiviakom

Octavia finally relinquished his phone back to him.

"Well," she said, a wry curl to her lips again, like she'd been caught doing something she shouldn't be doing (but nothing too bad), "the ice cream is a good start."

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my_own_advocate

"Thank you," Lucifer said, smiling. "I'm hoping to expand my repertoire this summer."

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okteiviakom

Octavia scooped up some of the lemon sorbet, and hazarded a small smile.

"Looking forward to it."

Edited Date: 7 Jun 2022 19:58 (UTC)

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my_own_advocate

"If you ever think of a fruit or anything else you'd like to try in ice cream form..."

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okteiviakom

"I'll definitely tell you," Octavia said on a soft huff, "don't worry."

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my_own_advocate

"And here I was going to make you pinky-promise," Lucifer teased.

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okteiviakom

The snort was louder, this time.

"No need for that," Octavia told him.

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my_own_advocate

"Takes all the fun out of it," Lucifer said, chuckling.

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okteiviakom

"I don't believe you."

And wasn't that kind of on-brand for her, anyway?

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer laughed again. "Well, that's your choice," he teased.

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okteiviakom

Octavia just shrugged and dug back into her ice cream.

Wouldn't want it to melt.

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer huffed another laugh to himself, and dug back into his ice cream too.

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