It was a obscure night in the depth of Hell, the current of air howling and violent storm raging on throughout the abyss. well-nigh masses were asleep, save the servants and, quite possibly, the churl that worked the farms. That was probably because it was getting close to two in the dawn. However, there were still a few mortal across the region, awake, but not fitting into these categories ... a choose number of the people living inside the queen 's rook. Lucifer 's Hall.

One of them, a Helen Newington Wills by-blow with the Chosen gens of anger, was starting to become restless. Tossing and turning and throwing the silk weather sheet of his four-poster bed onto the floor, he let out an exasperated sigh, his average skin coated in a hopeful shininess of sweat.

'' Fuck ... ''
Wrath was a horse, of sorts, in the Order of the hell. He and his siblings were bodyguards for the Martin Luther King, as well as instrument to be used in the Great War against the Angels. nigh of the Order did not mind being used in such a manner. Some of them even considered their position a perquisite, one that, while at multiplication could be very demanding, was all worth the rewards in the end. However, Wrath was one of the ones that shared this philosophy. He hated being used as a chess game opus, hated that he could not make his own decisiveness. His every move plotted out for him, only being a means to an end ... it was maddening. Nearly wry, considering the rascally look of anger that raged within his body.

But there was one solace in his grim spirit ... Not that he would intromit it, of course of instruction. That solace came in the form of his `` sister '', the feudatory of Envy. Another of the edict of Sins. A tenuous smirk played upon his lips at the thought of her mesomorphic form. The relationship they shared was ... scandalous at best, even by Scheol '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 gild that wrath and enviousness were lovers, of sorts. Unnecessary, in his notion, but Envy enjoyed the estimation so he said nothing about it.

A sigh escaped from between Wrath 's rough lips, his eyes slowly opening to look up at the moody ceiling of his chambers. The pocket-sized wax light in the corner of the way made for a dance light to await at, though it was still a rather boring sight.

He groaned.

It was another sleepless night for him, another night that he could do naught but fantasize about the region of dreams that he so desperately wanted to enter. funny, the sin of choler wanted to dream. It was almost funny. Except that wrath would draw anyone who told him so. So no one would remark on it.

'' invidia ... '' The gens left his brim, 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 goose egg but his boxers. He wanted to see her. He gulped in an attempt to relax the knot that had formed in his throat at the idea of spending a night with her, a pleasant feeling settling in the pit of his stomach. Hopefully, she was asleep, and would n't rouse when he slipped into her bed and held her. She was his medicament, his small helper. He knew that she would help him get to sleep.

For a brief second, he nearly smiled.

When he was just a few fundament away from her door, he stopped, a indulgent and longing noise reaching his ears. His center narrowed ever so slightly. Silent, he waited for a few seconds, and then heard it again. It was quiet, but still there- a groan of pleasure. And it was coming from behind envy 's door.

Was she ... was she pleasuring herself ?

The melodic theme made heat 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 estimate was strengthened when he heard a diffuse `` 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 excitement. Slowly, he pressed forward, twisting the threshold knob and inching into her room. Centimeter by centimeter, he crept further inside, until at last he could see Envy 's sweat-covered body writhing with delight. Unbeknownst to him, he could no longer keep back himself from growing `` excited '', a bulge forming in his undergarment. 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 heart and grabbing wildly at the bed tack to pull them up and over her naked body.

Wrath could n't help but laugh softly, just a little bit.

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

'' You should induce said that before ! You scared the livelihood day out of me ! '' She breathed in, long and hard, then exhaled, slowly calming herself. Then, she scanned wrath over, her calorie-free blue centre looking him up and down. When they landed on his stimulation, she let herself breathe in, her full demeanor changing.

'' You know, '' she panted, her mouth lacrimation just a bit, `` you can unite me if you like. I 'm awfully lonely ... and I also happen to be extremely aroused, 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 erecting pressing against her stomach and his face buried in the side of her neck. The very idea that he would have to be `` pressured '' in order to replete her physical desires was laughable at best.

'' A-Aah ... ..Mmm ... '' enviousness whined, bucking her hips and trying to get the man to grind against her, `` please ... '' She panted, curling her legs around Wrath 's shank and trying to the proficient 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 side of her neck opening. She let out a gasp.

'' W-Wrath ! '' The sound of his epithet on her rim drove him to his future actions, unwinding her ramification from around his waist and crawling down the bed until his look was nestled between her wooden leg. The tip of his nose touched the scruffy piece of hairsbreadth protecting the sphere, and he chuckled, probing with his tongue at her entrance. The small action was enough to waken a shriek out of his lover, her wide of the mark hips suddenly bucking upwards. Wrath was careful to hold her down.

'' P-Please ! '' She begged, twitching madly underneath him. Wrath had only just begun, and already, it was too much for invidia. Too much for her to comport, just that slight teasing motion. But he did not relent. He was merciless in his onslaught, his skilled tongue diving deeper into the slick cavern, lapping up all the juices that it came across. One finger reached upwards to trifle with her swollen clitoris, urging a new daily round of mewls and begging from envy 's lips.

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

'' W-Wrath ! '' She yelped, feeling her well-nigh orgasm ebbing away, `` why ? ! '' He did n't serve, instead only pulling his boxer down to break his cock and crawling back up her body to set a fire up kiss on her lips.

'' Get your peg around me, '' he commanded. Envy could only comply, once more hitching her branch around his waist. Wrath grunted, taking one of his hired man and using it to position the head of his cock at her core.

'' M-m-m ... '' Envy whimpered, trying to jerk her pelvic arch upwards to get him to fill her. He shook his head.

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

'' F-Fuck, '' he hissed, his hint hitching in his throat. envy could only groan out slowly, arching her cover and tangling her finger's breadth in ire 's coloured curls.

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

envy groaned, the animal pleasure building up in her tone up consistence once more.

At outset, ira 's jab were uneven and erratic, but after a few moments, he managed to correct himself to keep up at a Nice, even rhythm, bringing the best of the sensation for both of them.

enviousness let out a pant as she felt tension in her abdominal cavity beginning to spiral, like an invisible wire causing her to recoil and flex, her thinker and body barely capable to keep up with this feeling.

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

Envy cried out, feeling the latent hostility 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 wave after wave of primal pleasure running through her tense organic structure. Wrath grunted, nearly on the brink of orgasm himself, but trying to take on just a bit longer. Eventually that proved to be too often, and with a low growl, his muscles tensed and he spilled his seed, the white-hot superstar hitting him like a payload train.

'' invidia ! '' His hips moved forward for a few more thrusts, gradually slowing down until at last, he was stationary. panting, he placed a wet kiss on the turning point of Envy 's lip, his weight collapsing on top of her. invidia could only smile, her arms curled tightly around his neck.

'' You were groovy, '' she panted, gently kissing the side of his neck opening in an act of heart. She then flipped then over, curling up into a ball on top of his chest, letting her head teacher repose in the crook of his neck.

'' I know, '' ire answered, drawing a light-headed round of drinks of laughter from his lover.

'' And now, '' he said, closing his eyes and lazily slipping an arm around envy 's waist, `` it is time to roost. I 'm surprisingly tired. '' enviousness nodded in accord and closed her eyes as well. Slowly, the pair drifted off to slumber, taking comfort in each former 's presence. They were cognitive content .