Gluttony isn’t all pure fat, he is quite toned, much like a sumo wrestler. He uses his gifts very much to his advantage. Most lesser demons think less of him for it, Not I. Pride knows even in his brothers and sisters, pride comes in our talents as well.
“Evening brother, thank you for relaying that message through that whore, even though Wrath broke her before finishing it, hence why we are here. What exactly have you found in feasting?”
As he wipes the drool out of his mouth as he looks over us I’m reminded Lust has an effect in even him as well as I cringe as he looks at us like we are food admiring our figures. Shaking his jowls he chuckles a heavy baritone, “Well well, look at this, Pride coming to Gluttony for answers. My my how this Hell we call Earth never ceases to give in this season.”
Taking the hint I wonder a bit as both Wrath’s and I’s fist clench at the jibe at us. Breathing slowly there are bigger things on the Agenda and with a bit of spitefull smile crossing my square chin, “Well if your not interested in my ambitions and taking the throne together I suppose we can go then.” Staying perfectly still in this infernal kitchen of his not intending to go anywhere.
“It’s like this, you need this information, and I feast from information like anything else this worlds to offer. The question is, do I give this bit up for you or take Lust myself… Well its in my better judgement to allow you to, she has no interest at my side… Vanity… she’s a hubris to us both, and hurting her through you is the best for both of us, dont you agree?”
Shivering as I hear her name I give slow nod, “And what pray tell is this information brother?”
“It’s simply this, this new soul contract she has is full of Wrath for three pitiful employers that killed his dear wife. As such, you can claim Lust contract, and her with it. Do you think you’re able to intercept her before she’s able to full fill it?”
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Straightening my hiked skirt I get out of the limo looking at where Claws has taken us. Looking at the neon red sign it flashes “Little world.” Underneath it in cursive font it reads “All will please you standing up.” Well, I’ll say this for this adventure, at the least I get to see how other red-light districts are keeping in business so close to my home base.
Turning to Vanity I wonder if she can smell them as her eyes look me over fondly, she seems hypnotized. Snapping my fingers in front of her face and with an octave higher than my regular voice, “Vanity, quit admiring the view and get to work, I know you’re out of practice but come on!”
Startled out of her reverie she nods and takes a long inhale of breath seeking out the intended prey of the night. And her barbie-doll soprano voice “It’s faint but I can tell they were here, if not inside themselves at the moment… wait at least one is… the other two auras I can’t make out.”
“Well, that’s no good we need all three. Vanity, I’m pretty well known in all red-light districts and I don’t need to seduce the bouncers to know the owner will not invite me in. Will you go in and watch them. Me and Claws here will occupy our time and keep an eye out for the naughty elf. We can follow him to the other two hopefully.
As Vanity works with the bouncer to let her in I grin as my own gift works its charm as he adjust his pants as he welcomes her in the doors.
Focusing my attention to the Gift Giver I smile warmly as he’s not shaken out of the spells of me and my sister and I ask almost genially “What is your desire Saint Nick.”
Blinking almost zombie like, “I.. i…“ shaking his head he gives a playfull HoHoho of a laugh almost mockingly, “My my you and your sister are quite good, I haven’t been thralled like that in decades, my wife was a siren you see, A gift taker and a gift giver, we were quite the match…. though I’ll answer your question anyway in good cheer.” I almost gag on the pun nodding my head waiting for him to respond.
“My desire before meeting you is to see those three bodies at my feet as I gifted my seed on them raising them as thralls my own way.. Though now.. I’d very much like to see you bent over as those three watch with their intestines tied in a neat bow for Vanity licking my twat and anus with you snacking on her divine Y underneath us.”
Nodding at his turn of face as the images flutter in my mind as riding that cock and vanities sweetness at my tongue I quiver at the thought, “If all goes well, you may get your wish yet Gift Giver.” Using the new pet name for him I close my eyes cringing giving up a bit of my own desire for such a Lustfull scene. Noticing he gives a good hearted chuckle again.
Shrugging it off I giggle back “You do have quite the talent yourself ye know. That image takes me back nearly when I was the whore of Babylon and the blood filled orgies that filled those sacred halls.” biting my lip I notice he’s changed his britches into the same fine red satin the gold holding a bit more glint of gold in it I wonder if his own glamour is much like Vanity’s.
Just then my senses take a turn as I see Vanity in my head of a three foot pointed ear Pridefull beast. Focusing my thoughts down on her I tell her to remain in control and not behead him on the patron now on the receiving end of his very full lips that her own thoughts are telling she wants to do very very badly. Yelling at her in my head, ‘VANITY NOT NOW, THERES TWO MORE LET HIM LEAD US TO THE OTHER TWO!!!’ Getting a long sigh mentally from her I swear I could see her pout.
My mental senses peaked while focused with her my hackles raised noticing something suspicious and pull Mr. Claws into the Limo hard at the still open door. Growling low I swear I sensed one of my brothers minions from the skyline looking down on us.
Mentally I notice Claws roaming in my head, it startles me and I erect my mental shields like ever growing rose garden, he’ll bleed on three levels if he passes them, mentally, physically and spiritually. “Dont do that again fat man, I starting to like you, but not that much, do not fuck me or my mind without an invitation got it!?” I nearly yell.. taking a deep breath I know I’m chiding him like a petulant child over the revelation my brothers and sisters are watching my moves now.
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‘…THER TWO…’ I hear very loudly, her not shielding her panic at her sister I give a sly grin. So there there is more to this than one soul… this is getting tricker.. I wonder if Pride or Wrath knows.
Envy is my name… I only agreed to this little act of spying for my brother because Vanity rejected me as her mate. And like any Envy, Wrath is sure to follow. Sighing I relegate myself brushing my black dress and sit back on my haunches staring into the sky. Asking creation for an answer to my plight I’m suddenly struck with inspiration: If there are four souls to be had by those two, surely theres one for her in the mix.
Jumping into the alley way I dart between the streets and back alleys in a blur. Thankfully for the preternatural gifts of her Feline form as she makes it back to Prides little hideout in an abandoned sub-level parking lot.
Returning to my feet I stare up to my brothers and tilt my head cutely my twitching my ears wondering how much truth I can leave out from my observation and I simply say, “There on the hunt. She did not go in, Nither did her employer. Now.. about my reward…”
I cut her off quickly with a growl through my wolfish black maw nearly wanting to tear out her throat, “Bitch! You’ll get it when we take on the morning star!” Breathing slowly I retain my gift… she always brings it out of me.. my bitch of a sister.. While my brother contends with Vanity, Envy has always been my achilles heel. With a loud shout of “ENOUGH!” from my brother Pride behind me.
“Know this you two, you fuck with my plans on this with your own petty squable I’ll see what I can do with 5 rather than seven. You got me?” Seeing them both gulp sets me on a pedestal feeding my own pride I grin even wider.
“Now that you understand how important this is, don’t think for a second ither of you this is about those souls, so get your gluttony and greed out of your systems now.” Pride snorts.
Walking in as if the golden word of its name Greed enters stage left with a charming smile and rolling a poker chip between its knuckles. “Now Now brother, the souls are the linch pin to the plan, you can have the fat man and in doing so Lust, Gluttony wasn’t clear how’d that work, but I do….”
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Authors Note: This was a commitioned work from a friend of mine. More parts to follow. Please Rate and leave comments! (do not blow sunshine up my ass I want to hear it all)
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