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Lucifer lay amongst a pile of tangled arms, and legs; he had lured five women and even a young man into his bed last night. Now everyone was sleeping, and their satisfaction goblet had runeth over. He pushed aside limbs, and sat up and yawned, the carnal pleasure had been good, but he had not been gratified in ages. He got out of his bed and covered himself with his dark silken robe; a crystal chalice full of his favorite whiskey waited him at the bar in his suite.
Lucifer spoke up. "Did you enjoy watching? You could have joined in at any time."
In his favorite easy chair the dark haired girl sat, her leather corset was black with silver clasps glinting on it. Her pants were skin tight and black with silver pins running up the outside of her legs. Her boots were black shit kickers, with studs and chains on them.
"Not my style, too many gropers ruin the party." The dark haired girl answered. "Still providing a service I see, in bulk now." She said with a smile.
The human pile on the bed moved slightly, but then settled back down.
Lucifer smiled and walked over to her, he handed her a glass and loomed over her. "Back for another round of trying to convince the devil to return home, or did you relent and come of a more intimate reason." He kneeled down and looked into her eyes. "A desire perhaps."
His robe fell open and he smiled seductively.
"I told you before, you playing Daddy's little rebel is not my concern, not ours that is, it should be yours, though." She said unaffected by his influence.
Lucifer leaned back a bit. "The other one is here too, delightful; two saucy little treats to tickle my fancy." He then got up and drank some of his drink. "Or bore me to tears with incessant riddles."
"Guess the baby is cranky since he won't be just given his bottle, so much for the Devilish Gentleman." She held out her glass for a refill.
Lucifer was taken aback. "You come into my home, insult me, and then expect me to serve you."
"I expect nothing from you, and it seems no one else does either, not even if they parade around as you, spend your money, and go to the cheesiest joints known to exist in LA." She said with a snicker. "Devil for a day, with no payback, just a pat on the back and a free pass." She sighed.
Lucifer turned on her, but stopped as he noticed her glass had been filled once again. "You're treading on thin ice my dear."
"I hardly think so.." she said and downed her drink once again.
Lucifer's eye went all dark hellfire and he whipped his hands out to grab her. "You are trying my patience!"
His fingers closed down on nothing, she had vanished from his chair, the only remnants of her being there was the light scent of coconut and flowers.
"If you start to bleed, tear up, or feel you'll know it is too late." She called out to him. "Thanks for the drink; we'll be seeing each other again. She was now standing by the door; leaning calmly against jamb. "Try not to throw any more humans through a window that was just really careless of you." She called out over her shoulder.
Lucifer was angry; he put on more clothes and left his suite.