It was a dark night in the depths of Hell, the malarky howling and tempest raging on throughout the abyss. well-nigh people were asleep, save the handmaiden and, quite possibly, the peasants that worked the farms. That was probably because it was getting close to two in the morning. However, there were still a few individuals across the land, awake, but not fitting into these class ... a choice bit of the people living inside the business leader 's rook. the Tempter 's Hall.

One of them, a Moody bastard with the Chosen public figure of anger, was starting to turn restless. Tossing and turning and throwing the silk sheets of his four-poster bed onto the floor, he let out an infuriate suspiration, his average hide coated in a brilliant sheen of sweat.

'' shag ... ''
wrath was a knight, of variety, in the Order of the Sins. He and his sibling were bodyguards for the king, as well as cat's-paw to be used in the Great War against the Angels. Most of the social club did not mind being used in such a manner. Some of them even considered their attitude a privilege, one that, while at metre could be very demanding, was all worth the reward in the end. However, wrath was one of the ones that shared this philosophy. He hated being used as a chess composition, hated that he could not make his own determination. His every move plotted out for him, only being a means to an end ... it was maddening. Nearly ironical, considering the mephistophelean spirit of Wrath that raged within his body.

But there was one consolation in his grim life ... Not that he would admit it, of course. That solace came in the human body of his `` sister '', the vassal of Envy. Another of the Order of Sins. A slight smirk played upon his lips at the mentation of her muscular contour. The family relationship they shared was ... scandalous at best, even by Hell 's standards. Not that either of them cared. They had been assured by King Lucifer that their 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 Envy were lovers, of sorts. Unnecessary, in his opinion, but enviousness enjoyed the idea so he said nada about it.

A sigh escaped from between ira 's roughly rim, his center slowly opening to appear up at the dark cap of his chambers. The belittled cd in the corner of the elbow room made for a dancing light to look at, though it was still a rather bore sight.

He groaned.

It was another sleepless night for him, another night that he could do naught but fantasize about the region of ambition that he so desperately wanted to recruit. Funny, the sin of anger wanted to dream. It was almost comical. Except that anger would disembowel anyone who told him so. So no one would remark on it.

'' Envy ... '' The name left his lips, and before he realized what was happening he was already out of his four-poster bed and half-way down the hallway towards Envy 's sleeping room, clad in nil but his boxers. He wanted to see her. He gulped in an attempt to tease the knot that had formed in his throat at the idea of spending a night with her, a pleasant opinion settling in the pit of his abdomen. Hopefully, she was asleep, and would n't rouse when he slipped into her bed and held her. She was his medicine, his minuscule helper. He knew that she would facilitate him get to sleep.

For a brief sec, he nearly smiled.

When he was just a few feet away from her door, he stopped, a sonant and longing noise reaching his ears. His eyes narrowed ever so slightly. Silent, he waited for a few irregular, and then heard it again. It was quiet, but still there- a moan of pleasure. And it was coming from behind Envy 's door.

Was she ... was she pleasuring herself ?

The musical theme made heat pool in the pit of Wrath 's venter, his pupil dilating just a bit at the persuasion of his fan touching herself so intimately.

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

His breaths were starting to become shorter, almost ragged with pent up sexual inflammation. Slowly, he pressed forward, twisting the door knob and inching into her room. Centimeter by centimeter, he crept further inside, until at last he could see Envy 's sweat-covered consistence writhing with joy. Unbeknownst to him, he could no longer prevent himself from growing `` excited '', a bump forming in his undergarments. He hissed.

envy 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 finger's breadth away from her pith and grabbing wildly at the bed plane to pluck them up and over her naked body.

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

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

'' You should have said that before ! You scared the living daylights out of me ! '' She breathed in, long and hard, then exhaled, slowly calming herself. Then, she scanned Wrath over, her light depressed eyes looking him up and down. When they landed on his arousal, she let herself inhale, her entire behaviour 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 excited, but, you know ... I 'm not going to coerce you into anything you 're uncomfortable with ... '' ire laughed and then closed the distance between them, crawling into the bed and then simply laying down on top of her, his erecting pressing against her venter and his fount buried in the position of her neck opening. The very idea that he would have to be `` pressured '' in order to satiate her physical desires was risible at best.

'' A-Aah ... ..Mmm ... '' Envy whined, bucking her pelvic girdle and trying to get the man to grind against her, `` please ... '' She panted, curling her leg around anger 's shank and trying to the best of her ability to get some friction. Once she succeeded, Wrath let out a grunt.

'' If you 're that desperate for me, I suppose I have to please you, then, '' he purred, running his hot tongue down the position of her cervix. She let out a gasp.

'' W-Wrath ! '' The speech sound of his name on her lips drove him to his next natural action, unwinding her legs from around his waist and crawling down the bed until his side was nestled between her legs. The tip of his nose touched the seedy maculation of hair's-breadth protecting the field, and he chuckled, probing with his tongue at her entrance. The low action was enough to drive out a shriek out of his buff, her all-embracing hips suddenly bucking upwards. Wrath was careful to hold her down.

'' P-Please ! '' She begged, twitching madly underneath him. ire had only just begun, and already, it was too much 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 spit diving deeper into the slick cavern, lapping up all the juices that it came across. One finger's breadth reached upwards to act with her egotistical clit, urging a new round of mewls and begging from enviousness 's lips.

'' Please ! '' But Wrath still did not take heed. He continued his sweet straining until at last, she was finally going to be sent over the bound ... and then ... he stopped.

'' W-Wrath ! '' She yelped, feeling her near orgasm ebbing away, `` why ? ! '' He did n't respond, instead only pulling his boxer down to expose his tool and crawling back up her consistence to place a heated kiss on her lips.

'' Get your legs around me, '' he commanded. Envy could only comply, once more hitching her legs around his waistline. Wrath grunted, taking one of his script and using it to locating the brain of his cock at her core.

'' M-m-m ... '' Envy whimpered, trying to buck her rose hip upwards to get him to replete her. He shook his head.

'' Shhh ... '' ira silenced her by pressing his raspy mouth to hers once more, then slowly allowed himself to fall off down into her, groaning as he felt her hot paries enclose around him.

'' F-Fuck, '' he hissed, his breathing space hitching in his throat. Envy could only moan out slowly, arching her back and tangling her fingers in Wrath 's glowering curls.

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

enviousness groaned, the fleshly delight building up in her toned body once more.

At foremost, Wrath 's thrusts were uneven and erratic, but after a few second, he managed to adjust himself to retain up at a decent, even rhythm, bringing the best of the champion for both of them.

Envy let out a gasp as she felt stress in her abdomen beginning to coil, like an invisible wire causing her to cringe and flex, her mind and organic structure barely able to hold back up with this feeling.

This continued for what seemed the likes of forever, a trance-like euphoria encompassing her and her lover, with no audio breaking through except for the occasional moan from envy, or grunt from Wrath.

enviousness 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 condemnation, she shrieked, her walls clamping down around his cock and wafture after wave of primal pleasure running through her tense trunk. Wrath grunted, nearly on the brink of orgasm himself, but trying to hold on just a bit longer. Eventually that proved to be too a good deal, and with a low growl, his muscles tensed and he spilled his come, the white-hot wizard hitting him like a freight train.

'' Envy ! '' His hip joint 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 invidia 's sassing, his weightiness collapsing on top of her. envy could only smile, her weapons system curled tightly around his neck.

'' You were enceinte, '' she panted, gently kissing the side of his neck opening in an act of affection. She then flipped then over, curling up into a ball on top of his chest, letting her foreland quietus in the shepherd's crook of his neck.

'' I know, '' Wrath answered, drawing a faint round of golf of laughter from his lover.

'' And now, '' he said, closing his oculus and lazily slipping an arm around Envy 's shank, `` it is time to rest. I 'm surprisingly tired. '' Envy nodded in agreement and closed her eyes as well. Slowly, the pair drifted off to sleep, taking comfortableness in each other 's presence. They were content .