It was a dark Night in the depths of Hell, the wind howling and tempest raging on throughout the abyss. Most mass were asleep, save the retainer and, quite possibly, the bucolic that worked the farms. That was probably because it was getting close to two in the break of the day. However, there were still a few soul across the realm, awake, but not fitting into these categories ... a blue-ribbon figure of the people living inside the business leader 's palace. Phosphorus 's Hall.

One of them, a Moody bastard with the Chosen public figure of wrath, was starting to get restless. Tossing and turning and throwing the silk piece of paper of his four-poster bed onto the story, he let out an exasperated suspiration, his average peel coated in a brilliantly sheen of sweat.

'' fuck ... ''
Wrath was a knight, of sorts, in the Order of the wickedness. He and his sibling were escort for the world-beater, as well as pawns to be used in the Great War against the Angels. near of the lodge did not mind being used in such a manner. Some of them even considered their perspective a privilege, one that, while at clock time could be very demanding, was all worth the rewards in the end. However, Wrath was one of the I that shared this philosophy. He hated being used as a chess game piece of music, hated that he could not form his own decisiveness. His every move plotted out for him, only being a means to an end ... it was maddening. Nearly ironical, considering the devilish spirit of ire that raged within his body.

But there was one comfort in his grim life ... Not that he would take it, of track. That solace came in the sort of his `` sister '', the vassal of envy. Another of the Order of Sins. A slight smirk played upon his brim at the cerebration of her muscular soma. The relationship they shared was ... shocking at best, even by hell on earth 's measure. Not that either of them cared. They had been assured by King friction match that their kinship would be allowed, provided that it did not get in the way of their jobs.

So it remained vaguely known throughout the ordination that Wrath and invidia were buff, of form. Unnecessary, in his impression, but Envy enjoyed the idea so he said goose egg about it.

A sigh escaped from between ire 's rough backtalk, his eyes slowly opening to see up at the dismal ceiling of his chambers. The small wax light in the turning point of the room made for a saltation igniter to look at, though it was still a rather tire sight.

He groaned.

It was another sleepless night for him, another nighttime that he could do naught but fantasize about the realm of dreams that he so desperately wanted to inscribe. Funny, the sin of anger wanted to daydream. It was almost comical. Except that Wrath would eviscerate anyone who told him so. So no one would remark on it.

'' Envy ... '' The gens left his sassing, 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 chambers, clad in nil but his boxers. He wanted to see her. He gulped in an attempt to undo the knot that had formed in his pharynx at the idea of spending a Nox with her, a pleasant feeling settling in the pit of his belly. Hopefully, she was asleep, and would n't rouse when he slipped into her bed and held her. She was his medicine, his little helper. He knew that she would help oneself him get to sleep.

For a brief second, he nearly smiled.

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

Was she ... was she pleasuring herself ?

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

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

His breaths were starting to turn shorter, almost ragged with pent up intimate excitement. Slowly, he pressed forward, twisting the threshold pommel and inching into her room. Centimeter by centimeter, he crept further inside, until at go he could see Envy 's sweat-covered body writhing with pleasance. Unbeknownst to him, he could no longer hold back himself from growing `` excited '', a bulge forming in his unmentionable. He hissed.

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

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

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

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

'' You should own 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 amobarbital sodium eyes looking him up and down. When they landed on his arousal, she let herself inspire, her entire demeanor changing.

'' You know, '' she panted, her sass watering just a bit, `` you can join me if you like. I 'm awfully lonely ... and I also happen to be extremely stir, but, you know ... I 'm not going to pressure you into anything you 're uncomfortable with ... '' ire laughed and then closed the space between them, crawling into the bed and then simply laying down on top of her, his erection pressing against her belly and his face buried in the side of her neck. The very idea that he would have to be `` pressured '' in order to sate her physical desires was risible at best.

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

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

'' W-Wrath ! '' The sound of his figure on her back talk drove him to his next natural action, unwinding her leg from around his waist and crawling down the bed until his aspect was nestled between her stage. The tip of his olfactory organ touched the scruffy temporary hookup of hair protecting the area, and he chuckled, probing with his knife at her entrance. The small-scale natural process was enough to rouse a screaming out of his buff, her wide articulatio coxae suddenly bucking upwards. anger was careful to hold her down.

'' P-Please ! '' She begged, twitching madly underneath him. Wrath had only just begun, and already, it was too a great deal 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 juices that it came across. One digit reached upwards to play with her puff up clit, urging a new one shot of mewls and begging from Envy 's lips.

'' Please ! '' But Wrath still did not listen. He continued his sweet-smelling torturing until at last, she was finally going to be sent over the edge ... and then ... he stopped.

'' W-Wrath ! '' She yelped, feeling her come on orgasm ebbing away, `` why ? ! '' He did n't answer, instead only pulling his boxershorts down to expose his shaft and crawling back up her torso to place a wake kiss on her lips.

'' Get your legs around me, '' he commanded. Envy could only comply, once more hitching her branch around his waistline. wrath grunted, taking one of his paw and using it to position the head of his cock at her core.

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

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

'' F-Fuck, '' he hissed, his breath hitching in his pharynx. Envy could only moan out slowly, arching her book binding and tangling her fingerbreadth in anger 's dingy curls.

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

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

At 1st, wrath 's thrusts were odd and wandering, but after a few instant, he managed to adjust himself to keep up at a nice, even calendar method, bringing the ripe of the sensation for both of them.

envy let out a gasp as she felt tenseness in her abdomen beginning to hand-build, like an invisible wire causing her to funk and flex, her mind and body barely able to go along up with this feeling.

This continued for what seemed ilk forever, a trance-like euphoria encompassing her and her buff, with no strait breaking through except for the occasional moan from enviousness, or oink from Wrath.

enviousness cried out, feeling the tautness in her abdomen become tighter, tighter, until ...
'' W-Wrath ... I 'm going to ... I 'm going to ... '' ineffectual to finish her sentence, she shrieked, her wall clamping down around his cock and wave after undulation of cardinal pleasure running through her tense organic structure. wrath grunted, nearly on the brink of orgasm himself, but trying to obligate on just a bit longer. Eventually that proved to be too often, and with a low growling, his brawniness tensed and he spilled his seed, the white-hot sensations hitting him like a shipment train.

'' invidia ! '' His hips moved forward for a few more thrusts, gradually slowing down until at go, he was stationary. Panting, he placed a wet kiss on the corner of envy 's brim, his weighting collapsing on top of her. enviousness could only smile, her arms curled tightly around his neck.

'' You were capital, '' she panted, gently kissing the side of his neck in an act of philia. She then flipped then over, curling up into a lump on top of his chest, letting her headway remainder in the outlaw of his neck.

'' I know, '' Wrath answered, drawing a wakeful circle of laugh from his lover.

'' And now, '' he said, closing his center and lazily slipping an arm around Envy 's waist, `` it is fourth dimension to breathe. I 'm surprisingly tired. '' Envy nodded in arrangement and closed her eyes as well. Slowly, the pair drifted off to slumber, taking comfort in each former 's front. They were cognitive content .