Clavicus Vile was pacing outside his home, thinking deeply. He had to get Barbas back now. He stopped and took a deep breath.

"I'm gonna try and summon him back…!"

Vile tried his summoning spell for Barbas. He rarely used it unless he needed Barbas that second or if in trouble. If he's truly in Molag Bal's realm of Coldharbour then not only was he in trouble, but Vile was as well. Who knows what Molag Bal has schemed to require Barbas. The spell was working till halfway through where it broke. It only can do that if someone stronger has Barbas locked down. Vile sighed and frowned, his skaafin were already staring. Maybe he could try to get Barbas to talk again.

"Barbas...? Are you alright?" Vile muttered to make sure the skaafin couldn't hear him.

No answer. Vile shook his head and facepalmed. He shouldn't have to be too worrying and experiencing these feelings. Princes shouldn't care but here Vile was caring, and he hated it.

"Master Vile? Are you alright?"

Vile jumped a bit to look up and see two of his Skaafin guards had come up to him.

"Well, yeah! Of course, I am! Why wouldn't I be? Nothing seems wrong...right?" Vile talked at a fast pace.

The two guards looked at each other then at him, speaking, "Well you seem to be nervous or...worried…"

He frowned and narrowed his eyes, snapping back harshly, "What are you trying to say, servant?! That your master is feeling those weak emotions that the mortals feel?!"

"Not what I-"

"Stop speaking servant! Leave my sight! Feel lucky that I don't kill you both here!" Vile growled and gestured with his hand for them to leave.

Vile watched them shuffle away and as they disappeared over the meadowy hills, he felt like someone was watching. Burning their eyes into his back. He looked over his shoulder and saw no one.

"Huh… maybe it was my imagination." Vile sighed and shook his head.

He hated this. He knew his guards were right but he wouldn't tell them that. He wouldn't hear the end of it from them as well. Vile flopped himself into his stump chair and rested his head in his hands.

"I need to figure out how to get Barbas back…" he thought out loud.

He began to think. If he were to just straight up raid Coldharbour with his Skaafin, it could start a war which he would not want to fight. As much as he hated to admit it, just his Skaafin against the Molag Bal's reign of daedra. He wouldn't win. Still, there was no guarantee that Barbas would be in a place simple enough for Vile to just find him and pull him out. That cold, gloomy place was filled with many torture dungeons and pits. Finding Barbas wouldn't be easy.

"Gah! I hate this!" Vile screamed in frustration as he lifted his head a bit and looked through his fingers.

He focused ahead of him, he couldn't lose focus. If he did, he would never get Barbas back. He needed to think more on it.

"I hate this…" he spoke once more.

Suddenly, Vile felt hands slide from his shoulder blades to the tops of shoulders, dangerously close to his neck.

"Mmmm~! I can tell! You're so tense~!"

Vile went to whip his head around but the right hand caught his head from under the chin. A large weight started to lean against his shoulders as the left hand slowly trailed down his chest and started making large circles around his left nipple. Vile looked down at the arm. Blackish red skin with black claws. He knew this voice sounded familiar.

"Sanguine!"

"Clavicus Vile~!"

His face pressed against the left side of his head, bearing the same color but painted with red lines around his black eyes. Sanguine's smaller black horns and ram-like ones were poking into Vile's head, tangling his hair in them as he started to slowly nuzzle his face.

Unamused, Vile spoke, "So why are you here?"

Sanguine smiled seductively and whispered into his ear, "I've come for you, Vile~! I can tell can tell by feeling your...sweet, soft virgin body that…"

Vile almost cut him off, not wanting Sanguine to finish. Yes, he was a virgin for all these years and he pride himself on that. He had no reason to have sex nor ever felt the urge too. He had never even kissed anyone before. He knew mostly all the other princes had sex or kissed at least once in their lives, but not him. He felt all that mushy stuff was too… boring and not imaginative for his deals.

"...You miss Barbas greatly! Hehe~! Does this little Virgin Prince need help finding his puppy? Awww~!" Sanguine spoke teasingly.

"No! I can find him myself! Now get-!"

Vile felt Sanguine thumb come from under his chin to his mouth to cut him off. He didn't feel comfortable anymore and was starting to fidget under his grip.

"Shhhh~! No need to be so hostile! Allow me to relax you~?" He whispered again in his ear, biting it afterwards.

Vile couldn't help but shudder. Sanguine was doing something to his body in his weakened state. Vile knew this. Because he didn't have Barbas, Sanguine was taking advantage of him and he didn't like it.

"If you want to find Barbas, you're gonna need some help~! How about we make a deal~? I'll help you find your puppy if you allow me to have my way with you right now~!"

Vile shook his head and squeezed his eyes as Sanguine trailed his forked tongue down from his ear to his neck. He pressed his mouth against his neck and hummed.

"Oh don't worry~! I'll be gentle, Virgin…~! Sort of~! Hehe~!"

Vile reached his hand quickly and grabbed Sanguine's cheek, pinching it with his claws digging in, then pulled him to left of him. His branch base that protruded from the left side proved to be useful, for once, as it made Sanguine trip forward. That tuft of fur was still there though, unmoving by the gust of Sanguine's fall. He let go of Sanguine's face, allowing it to plant into the ground next to Vile's feet. His long black hair almost whipped Vile in the face. He could see now that Sanguine was wearing barely anything but a loose, green tunic. Vile snorted a laughed and crossed his legs while leaning into hand on his armrest.

"Hmph! Serves you right!"

Sanguine got up and rubbed his chin, pouting, he responded, "Hmmm you think you're still tough without Barbas huh?"

Vile narrowed his eyes, "You're making it sound like you have Barbas…!"

Sanguine rolled his eyes and stood up. He dusted himself off then put his hands on his hips, leaning into Vile's face.

"You accusing me of something Vile? I'm not the one who kicked that stupid dog out in the first place! Besides, I would have no use of that worthless mutt!"

Vile could feel an anger boil in him. Barbas may be annoying at some points but he isn't useless to Vile. Before he could protest, Sanguine pressed a finger to Vile's forehead and smirked condescendingly.

"Be careful what you say to me, Prince of Bargains! My sphere consists of the darker natures of men and mer, including greed and gluttony! Without me, you can't make deals nor trick any mortals at all! None of the princes would have worshipers if it weren't for me, including you!"

Vile slapped his hand away and pointed a finger at him, a strange unsettling smile creased across his face. He felt oddly calm as he leaned forward to meet Sanguine's face, ghosting over his.

He spoke back softly, "You watch your tongue as well Prince of Debauchery. You may be the one who attracts mortals to us and the other princes but… who is the one that bridges that gap between mortals and daedra, hmm? Whose sphere is so generous enough to ALLOW you and the other princes to make deals and pacts with the mortals? That's right~! ME! So unless you want to never, EVER make a deal with a mortal again…"

Sanguine backed away from Vile's face and frowned, "Well you're no fun when you're cranky I guess...fine! I get the hint! But don't think I will let this go so easily Vile~! I'd watch your back or some hands might take that precious virginity of yours away. Roughly~!"

Vile watched as Sanguine turned around dramatically, opened a portal and swayed his body as he walked through it. He rubbed his chin where he was grabbed and sighed in annoyance.

"That drunken bastard thought he could take advantage of me…!" Vile hissed out.

He didn't fear Sanguine, but others could attempt the same thing. That worried Vile. He couldn't help but think that what Sanguine said was right though. He was gonna need help from another prince to find Barbas if what the dog said was correct, but help from a more reliable prince.

"Hmmm… Jyggalag would be a good option. I could make a deal with his power back and a realm but that would require for me to deal with Sheogorath… not preferable." Vile spoke to himself.

His head started to hurt once more from all this thinking. With Sheogorath and Jyggalag a no that narrowed his search to fifteen. Sanguine was a no after what he did and Molag as well for he might have Barbas. Thirteen left.

"Maybe Meridia or Boethiah would be willing since its Molag Bal but… Meridia doesn't like the way I do things and Boethiah well… I might get stabbed."

Vile tapped the other armrest with a finger as he was thinking. This was harder than it seemed, especially with a headache. Not a lot of the princes left would be willing to help Clavicus Vile without wanting a lot in return or just make fun of him.

"Gah! Would anyone be willing to track a lost dog-! That's it!" Vile spoke loudly.

Vile shot out from his chair with a loud laugh. He rubbed his hands together meticulously with a childish grin as he finally found the perfect prince to help him. He leaned down and picked up the tuft of fur from branch base then jumped back up.

"Hircine here I come~!"