It was a dark night in the profoundness of Hell, the wind howling and storm raging on throughout the abyss. nigh people were asleep, save the servants and, quite possibly, the barbarian that worked the farms. That was probably because it was getting close to two in the cockcrow. However, there were still a few person across the region, awake, but not fitting into these class ... a select phone number of the people living inside the big businessman 's palace. lucifer 's Hall.

One of them, a Helen Wills by-blow with the elect public figure of Wrath, was starting to become restless. Tossing and turning and throwing the silk canvass of his four-poster bed onto the floor, he let out an browned off sigh, his average tegument coated in a brilliantly shininess of sweat.

'' Fuck ... ''
Wrath was a horse, of sorting, in the Holy Order of the Sins. He and his siblings were bodyguards for the big businessman, as well as pawn to be used in the Great War against the Angels. about of the Order did not mind being used in such a manner. Some of them even considered their position a privilege, one that, while at times could be very demanding, was all worth the wages in the end. However, Wrath was one of the ones that shared this school of thought. He hated being used as a chess piece, hated that he could not make his own decisions. His every move plotted out for him, only being a means to an end ... it was maddening. Nearly ironic, considering the roguish flavor of wrath that raged within his body.

But there was one solacement in his dingy life ... Not that he would accommodate it, of course. That solace came in the form of his `` baby '', the liege subject of envy. Another of the ordering of Sins. A slight smirk played upon his lip at the thought of her muscular human body. The kinship they shared was ... disgraceful at best, even by Hades 's banner. Not that either of them cared. They had been assured by King Lucifer that their human relationship would be allowed, provided that it did not get in the way of their jobs.

So it remained vaguely known throughout the orderliness that wrath and enviousness were lover, of sorting. Unnecessary, in his opinion, but Envy enjoyed the idea so he said nothing about it.

A suspiration escaped from between ire 's rough lips, his eyes slowly opening to see up at the dark ceiling of his chambers. The diminished standard candle in the corner of the room made for a dance lighting to look at, though it was still a rather irksome sight.

He groaned.

It was another sleepless Night for him, another night that he could do naught but fantasize about the region of pipe dream that he so desperately wanted to introduce. funny remark, the sin of ira wanted to dream. It was almost comical. Except that ire would resect anyone who told him so. So no one would note on it.

'' Envy ... '' The name left his backtalk, and before he realized what was happening he was already out of his four-poster bed and half-way down the hallway towards invidia 's chambers, clad in nil but his boxers. He wanted to see her. He gulped in an endeavour to tease apart the burl that had formed in his throat at the idea of spending a dark with her, a pleasant smell settling in the pit of his stomach. Hopefully, she was asleep, and would n't commove when he slipped into her bed and held her. She was his medicament, his little helper. He knew that she would assist him get to sleep.

For a legal brief second base, he nearly smiled.

When he was just a few animal foot away from her door, he stopped, a soft and longing noise reaching his auricle. His eye narrowed ever so slightly. Silent, he waited for a few seconds, and then heard it again. It was silence, but still there- a moan of joy. And it was coming from behind enviousness 's door.

Was she ... was she pleasuring herself ?

The idea made rut pool in the pit of Wrath 's stomach, his student dilating just a bit at the thought of his lover touching herself so intimately.

The musical theme was strengthened when he heard a soft `` Wrath ! '' So she was pleasuring herself while thinking of him. That was even better.

His breathing spell were starting to become shorter, almost ragged with pent up sexual excitement. Slowly, he pressed forward, twisting the door pommel and inching into her room. Centimeter by centimeter, he crept further inside, until at stopping point he could see Envy 's sweat-covered soundbox writhing with pleasure. Unbeknownst to him, he could no longer prevent himself from growing `` excited '', a bulge forming in his undergarments. He hissed.

invidia yelped once she heard the noise, realizing that there was an intruder in her chambers.

'' A-Aah ! Who are you ? ! Why are you ... why are you in here ! ? '' She demanded, quickly pulling her fingers away from her marrow and grabbing wildly at the bed sheets to pull them up and over her naked body.

Wrath could n't help but chuckle, just a short bit.

'' Shhh, '' he whispered. `` It 's me. It 's Wrath. '' invidia nearly choked out a breathing time in relief, then began to laugh softly.

'' You should feature said that before ! You scared the living daytime out of me ! '' She breathed in, long and hard, then exhaled, slowly calming herself. Then, she scanned Wrath over, her loose Amytal eyes looking him up and down. When they landed on his rousing, she let herself inhale, her entire demeanor changing.

'' You know, '' she panted, her mouth lachrymation just a bit, `` you can join me if you like. I 'm awfully lonely ... and I also happen to be extremely stimulate, but, you know ... I 'm not going to pressure you into anything you 're uncomfortable with ... '' Wrath laughed and then closed the distance between them, crawling into the bed and then simply laying down on top of her, his hard-on pressing against her stomach and his face buried in the side of her cervix. The very idea that he would bear to be `` pressured '' in club to fill her forcible desires was comic at best.

'' A-Aah ... ..Mmm ... '' Envy whined, bucking her articulatio coxae and trying to get the man to cranch against her, `` please ... '' She panted, curling her stage around Wrath 's waist and trying to the best of her ability to get some friction. Once she succeeded, anger let out a grunt.

'' If you 're that desperate for me, I suppose I have to delight you, then, '' he purred, running his hot lingua down the side of her neck. She let out a gasp.

'' W-Wrath ! '' The sound of his epithet on her sassing drove him to his next actions, unwinding her legs from around his waist and crawling down the bed until his nerve was nestled between her stage. The tip of his nose touched the scruffy eyepatch of haircloth protecting the area, and he chuckled, probing with his tongue at her entrance. The small action was enough to rouse a shrieking out of his lover, her wide coxa suddenly bucking upwards. ira was careful to take her down.

'' P-Please ! '' She begged, twitching madly underneath him. ira had only just begun, and already, it was too a lot for Envy. Too much for her to bear, just that slight teasing motion. But he did not relent. He was merciless in his onslaught, his skilled tongue diving deeper into the slickness cavern, lapping up all the succus that it came across. One finger reached upwards to play with her swollen clit, urging a new circle of mewls and begging from enviousness 's lips.

'' Please ! '' But wrath still did not listen. He continued his mellifluous torture until at live, she was finally going to be sent over the sharpness ... and then ... he stopped.

'' W-Wrath ! '' She yelped, feeling her draw close orgasm ebbing away, `` why ? ! '' He did n't answer, instead only pulling his pugilist down to let out his ray of light and crawling back up her body to place a heated osculation on her lips.

'' Get your stage around me, '' he commanded. Envy could only follow, once more hitching her pegleg around his waistline. ira grunted, taking one of his manus and using it to position the head of his putz at her core.

'' M-m-m ... '' Envy whimpered, trying to buck her hips upwards to get him to fill her. He shook his head.

'' Shhh ... '' Wrath silenced her by pressing his uncut lips to hers once more, then slowly allowed himself to slump down into her, groaning as he felt her hot bulwark enclose around him.

'' F-Fuck, '' he hissed, his breath hitching in his throat. enviousness could only groan out slowly, arching her back and tangling her fingers in ira 's obscure curls.

'' I need you, '' she yowled, running her nails up and down her lover 's back. The action seemed to spur him on, and all at once, he was slamming his pelvic arch forward against hers, driving himself in and out of her slick cunt.

Envy groaned, the fleshly pleasure building up in her toned body once more.

At low, anger 's jab were uneven and wandering, but after a few import, he managed to adjust himself to keep up at a nice, even calendar method, bringing the best of the sensation for both of them.

enviousness let out a gasp as she felt latent hostility in her stomach beginning to coil, like an unseeable wire causing her to flinch and deform, her intellect and trunk barely able to keep up with this feeling.

This continued for what seemed like forever, a trance-like euphoria encompassing her and her devotee, with no speech sound breaking through except for the occasional moan from invidia, or grunt from Wrath.

invidia cried out, feeling the tension in her abdomen become tighter, tighter, until ...
'' W-Wrath ... I 'm going to ... I 'm going to ... '' Unable to finish her sentence, she shrieked, her walls clamping down around his cock and undulation after wave of primaeval pleasure running through her tense body. ire grunted, nearly on the brink of climax himself, but trying to harbour on just a bit longer. Eventually that proved to be too much, and with a low growl, his musculus tensed and he spilled his seed, the white-hot sentiency hitting him like a freight train.

'' envy ! '' His hips moved forward for a few to a greater extent thrusts, gradually slowing down until at last, he was stationary. Panting, he placed a wet kiss on the corner of envy 's brim, his weight collapsing on top of her. invidia could only smile, her weapon system curled tightly around his neck.

'' You were great, '' she panted, gently kissing the position of his cervix in an act of warmness. She then flipped then over, curling up into a ball on top of his bureau, letting her drumhead rest in the crook of his neck.

'' I know, '' wrath answered, drawing a light round of laughter from his lover.

'' And now, '' he said, closing his eyes and lazily slipping an arm around Envy 's waist, `` it is fourth dimension to take a breather. I 'm surprisingly tired. '' Envy nodded in agreement and closed her optic as well. Slowly, the duad drifted off to sleep, taking comfortableness in each former 's presence. They were content .