This is a one shot nothing more nothing less and the last/only fanfic ill ever write. . Not my best work but I hit a rut on stuff I'm working on. I'm probably going to hell (like literally not because this is based in hell) but as long as its enjoyed all that matters to me. Also all characters belong solely to Viziepop I merely borrowed them for this…thing. There's smut,cheeseness and some other very questionable so you've been warned. If you but follow me I will release you from the burden of free will.
\Forgiveness.
In Hell everything born, is born of Sin.
Gluttony, Envy, Pride , Wrath, Sloth, Greed and Lust.
From the highest demon lord to the lowest imp, from the original seven where they all born. While they did not display the sin openly, they influenced their lives, nevertheless.
Moxie knew this, he was smart enough to know his sin was Pride. He was a proud imp; he held his standards of life as a banner. A dutiful husband and a diligent worker, he had morals, which in hell made him a rare breed indeed.
He had lines he had never dared to even think about crossing.
A few lines that were now being broken. By a woman other than his wife, lips forced against his, in full view of who he'd sworn to support faithfully till hell itself froze over.
How had it come to this?
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A few hours earlier….
I.M.P Headquarters.
Blitz was an idiot.
Moxie would never say this openly about his employer, he was to good to say something like that. At the most he'd just disagree with what his eccentric boss would do or say or even remotely think about. But in this instance Blitz was an idiot. Today was Moxies and Millie's well-deserved day off, while he'd insisted Millie to stay home Mox found himself at work sorting through the cluster crumb of there finances. For whatever reason their boss decided to buy a hellacorn basically a unicorn that had been sent to hell. Not exactly a rare thing, a mythical creature that hung around little girls. Totally a pervert.
Mox would have tolerated that.
Then Blitz took it to get its hooves sharpened.
Then to get its teeth whitened.
And to top it all off…
"He bought it a freaking Condo." Mox flopped back in his chair in disbelief. Once again, his boss had blown there monthly pay on some trivial thing he would be bored with in a week. If it weren't for whatever he had going with the demon Stolas I.M.P would have gone belly up already. Mox rubbed his tired eyes, adjusting the finances had taken several hours longer than he had anticipated. They where already behind on payments as is with the building owner and local Barron, their lenience on the meager payments Mox could given them only stemmed from what he could only assume was fear of the Demon Stolas.
He pushed away from his desk, hopping out of the chair and tiredly walking to the mini fridge in the room. While at work Mox refused to drink anything other than water, given that his tolerance for it was basically zero, but right now he needed something stronger to wake him up. A week before he'd bought a nice bottle of Drakes Blood rum top shelf stuff, Millie loved it and he'd found its taste rather pleasing. It tasted better chilled, so he had left it at the fridge at work meaning to take it home that same day only to have forgotten.
Which was why now he was looking at an empty fridge.
"Looking for something, fatty?" Mox bristled at the barb turning to see Luna their resident hellhound sprawled out on the coach, which was covered in trash and liquor bottles one of which being a now empty Drakes Blood. She hadn't even looked his way; just laid there texting on her phone he'd honestly forgotten she was in the same room.
"Not anymore." Mox replied swallowing his rage, he went back to his desk fuming clenching his hands so hard his claws threatened to go through his palms. Another one of Blitzo's escapades it hadn't cost much of anything except Moxies's sanity and more than a few lunches. He breathed in deeply centering himself at his desk and went back to making the final financial touch ups. It only took a few minutes but finally, and much to his satisfaction they would be able to be finically stable for another week or two. Long as Blitzo did not give the hellacorn a sex change or something else extreme between now and then. With that Mox shut off computer, grabbed his personals, and headed straight for the door. His hand was on the doorknob when a thought accord to him.
"Why are you here?" He said aloud, Luna glanced his way for moment before scoffing at the question.
"Fucks it matter to you?" She replied, Mox grimaced at her language he'd never been one to swear another thing that made him unique. He was aware of the strangeness of her relationship with Blitzo. Technically he was her adopted father but given the fact he'd adopted her just before she turned eighteen the hellhound was less than enthusiastic whenever Blitzo tried to play the role as such. It didn't stop her from living with him of course, she had a room to Mox's understanding that all but dwarfed the size of his own home. Which begged the question as her being here alone at the workplace for what apparently seemed like awhile now just given the amount of food wrappings all overt the place.
"Did something happen between you and Blitz?" The question was a landmine strapped to a frag grenade on top of a hornet's nest, Mox knew this and prepared for the assault that was coming. Luna sat up her teeth were bared, hackles raised full apex predator mode any other imp would likely had soiled themselves. Hellhounds were nothing to scoff at when they were ticked off even with as young as Luna was she was fully capable of ripping his throat out before he had a chance to draw his gun. Yet he meet her murderous eyes evenly, he was used to this reaction which made him wonder if he was desensitized to imminent death.
"Who the fuc-" She started ready to rip him a new face hole
"We have a spare room." He said, causing Luna to blink confusion spreading over her features. The apex predator vanished in an instant. Mox opened the door glancing back towards her, he did not overly care for the hellhound, but she was a fellow employee more or less. Sleeping on the couch as it seemed like what she had been doing was not very comfortable.
"I'll be in the car, Millie likes to make dinner early so please don't take to long." Mox nodded and headed out the door leaving the much-confused hellhound to gather her thoughts.
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Mox was pretty sure he was insane.
Or maybe he was sane, maybe he was just a good person.
No, defiantly insane.
Luna sat quietly in the passenger seat, she hadn't said a word since she'd come down with a duffle bag of her belongings and thrown in into the backseat. They had never gotten along period, from insults to near bodily harm their relationship was that of violence and overall discontent. Yet here they were driving to his home offering her a place to stay. The phrase "out of the kindness of his heart" came to mind, no that wasn't right. Perhaps he was trying to mend what bridges had burned down between them, that was going to take awhile like a long while to do that.
"Stolas." Luna spoke breaking deafening silence, he gripped both hands on the wheel nodding his head slowly. Blitz often had Stolas over at his place, apparently what they got up to was rather exotic even by hells standards. For a hellhound with hypersensitivity to noise that was probably a whole new ring of hell.
She didn't say anything else the rest of the drive.
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Millie loved to cook; the smell of spices, the roar of an open flame, the dancing of blades through food preparation. She loved it all mostly the knife work, her mama had taught her well but on some occasions, she did end up overcooking by trying to be to fancy with the blade work. Moxie helped with that keeping her focused she wasn't some country bumpkin even though accent lead most people to think it. Now she only slightly made to much food for them to handle, Millie hummed merrily as she sat up on the counter watching the noodles boil. Tonight she was making spaghetti Moxies favorite, she'd made up homemade garlic bread, tomato sauce, and a big apple just the way he liked it. A special meal for a special day, it'd taken some convincing to get Blitz involved she never asked for much he'd been more than willing to go on board with it. She hoped though that he had not been to extravagate he did have an tendency to go overboard very quickly.
A car door slamming brought a smile to her lips, she hopped off the counter heading to the door. Moxie had just stepped though the threshold when she pulled him into her embrace. She kissed him hard snaking her tongue into his mouth, he tried to speak but she wasn't much in the mood for listening.
"Millie-" he managed to squeak out as his wife pushed him against the wall, she'd been cooking it made her aggressive in all the right ways. She pulled away breathing heavy burying her face into his neck licking at his throat. Her hands started working there way down into his pants when someone who clearly wasn't Moxie cleared their throat. Millie froze solid her eyes ticking slowly to who had interrupted her, Luna stood awkwardly beside them she was just short enough to fit inside there imp sized home. The Hellhound had the courtesy to not be looking directly at them, Millie could see the blush forming under her fur all the way up to her tall ears.
"We have a guest tonight." Moxie said with a wary grin, he never got along with Luna but Millie absolutely hated her.
He was pretty sure he was insane.
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Luna did not understand what exactly Millie saw in Moxie, guy was honestly a little bitch in her opinion. Coarse Millie was a bitch to but she was bigger than Mox so she was the bigger bitch who honestly could have done better in the husbandry department. It irked her that she even bothered to think about it, he was so annoying a goody two shoes know-it-all. Also, he was a pretentious ass, what gave him the right to ask her about her life? How was it going with Blitz? She didn't remember asking if she needed his opinion. Only reason she was even here was because he offered her free food and a bed, she would bale in the morning probably steal his car if she felt like it.
And yet Luna could not help but feel nervous.
She was standing in there home now, she had smelled the food from outside it smelled amazing, didn't even realize just how hungry she was until now. Then just moments before Moxie had been basically attacked by his wife, Millie seemed like a female who got what she wanted. She very much appeared to want her husband, hungry for more than just food.
Millie was so much smaller than her but the rage in her eyes almost made her balk, Moxie had been dragged off around a corner shortly after she'd made her presence known. She could hear them not that she had to try very hard to do so.
"Why is she here?!" Millie hissed.
"Its only for tonight I promise, she'd been at work when I found her okay? For awhile now it seems, I would have felt bad for leaving her there you know that." Moxie replied Luna could hear the kiss he left on her cheek.
"But tonight's…" Millie started to say but stopped.
"Tonight's what?" Moxie asked unsure.
"Ill tell you later, foods almost done show our…guest where to wash up. I don't want her touching her touching anything until then." Luna growled at Moxies tone looking down at her hands, they were kind of dirty but still that was harsh.
"Uh hey." Moxie popped around the corner wringing his hands nervously, Moxie stood behind him arms crossed eyeing her venomously.
"Dinners almost done, if you just want to wash up bathrooms just down the hall." He gestured behind himself and past Millie. Luna nodded as the couple went to the kitchen Moxie practically dragging her husband by the waist.
It was going to be a long night.
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Moxie felt like he was the thing between he rock and the hard place. On his left his wife a breathtaking woman who could disembowel a man in seven different ways and paint a picture with his innards. And on his right an young Hellhound a fellow employee and a general nuisance in his life. Sitting at the same table eating apple pie. Between two woman who if left alone would like kill one another at the slightest provocation.
The spaghetti was fantastic, a simple dish, yet Moxie felt that he could eat it the rest of his life just as long as Millie was the one who made it. The pie was good to made with real earth apples, a rare and expensive delicacy. For the life of him Moxie couldn't place why Millie had decided to make something so extravagate for him. He would have asked though given how she was staring so violently at there guest he felt it was best to just hold off.
None of them had spoken since the food had been served.
"The pies good." Mox said as he finished the last bits off his plate, Moxie smiled warmly even Luna gave a small grin. A good start in the right direction he supposed, Luna got seconds as did Millie they didn't speak. Moxie grabbed the empty tin and their plates as they finished eating. Millie took the plates from him set on doing the dishes herself, she wasn't as made as she was before so far Luna hadn't done anything to give her a reason to lash out.
"You want to see were your sleeping tonight?" Mox asked as Millie went back into the kitchen, Luna nodded pushing in her chair. He had already grabbed her duffle bag and was down the hall motioning for her to follow. She noticed then the number of photos on the walls, taking her time to look she saw the various moments of there lives caught in polaroid. A photo of a younger Moxie standing next his father by a lake of fire, another of them both Moxie in a tux and Millie in a flowing white wedding dress, touching moments of two people who had found love in one another.
"It's not much but it's clean." Mox set her bag next to the bed, the room wasn't too big nor was the bed to imp anyway she'd fit. Luna stepped past him sitting down on the bed small amount of dust kicked up as she did, the hellhound sneezed then glanced at the imp who shrugged helplessly.
"More or less anyway." He said with a dry laugh scratching at the back of his neck.
"Its fine really thank you…" Luna paused for a moment trying to find the right words.
"For doing this for me. All things considered." Moxie smiled warmly that was probably the nicest thing she'd ever said to him.
"Mean Millie could have done better but hey tis what it is I suppose! " Luna said with a barking laugh grabbing her bag from the side and digging through it. Moxies's smile dropped in a heartbeat what did she just say?
"Excuse me?" He had to have misheard certainly.
"Hm?" Luna looked up he had taken a step forward face to face with now that she was sitting down.
"She could have done better? With what exactly?" The hellhounds eyes narrowed she crossed her arms shrugging nonchalantly.
"With who she married-"
Smack!
The backhand was so sudden Moxie hadn't even released he'd done it until the pain was felt on the back of his hand. Luna could only blink owlishly, the force of the blow hadn't been much due to Moxies size, but still strong enough to turn her head sharply to the left and feel the pain in her muzzle. The imp swallowed finding his words.
"Moxie chose me. Out of hundreds of thousands of Imps. She. Chose. Me. I didn't force her. She didn't feel obligated." Moxie grabbed the hellhound by her muzzle forcing her to look at him.
"She is the love of my live. She chose me out of love. And don't you ever fucking forget it dog." He didn't cuss often it felt wrong to do it especially laced with such venom. He let her muzzle go his hands were shaking he balled them into fists to quell it.
He should have seen her coming.
Luna grabbed him by both arms pining flat on the bed, she put her full body weight on him growling loudly as he struggled in her grasp.
"You think you can do that and walk away!?" She yelled teeth flashing, Moxie bucked wildly desperate free himself as futile as it was.
"Love is chemical, fatty." Luna grinned wickedly as Moxie grimaced, he was a dead man the fuse was lit the maws of death came in for the kill.
Her lips crashed into his, his eyes bulged as her tongue invaded his mouth he kicked with wild abandon until he managed to get his legs underneath her and kicked at her stomach . The hellhound was relentless despite his blows.
In Hell everything born, is born of Sin.
Gluttony, Envy, Pride , Wrath, Slith, Greed and Lust.
From the highest demon lord to the lowest imp, from the original seven where they all born. While they did not display the sin openly, they influenced their lives nevertheless.
Moxie knew this, he was smart enough to know his sin was Pride. He was a proud imp, he held his standards of life as a banner. A dutiful husband and a diligent worker, he had morals, which in hell made him a rare breed indeed.
He had lines he had never dared to even think about crossing.
Lines being crossed now without his permission.
BANG!
Moxie his wife stood in the doorway. A smoking sawn off in her hand, there was a hole in the roof light filtered through it covering her in a halo. Luna rolled off Moxie who flung himself at his wife emabcing her holding back tears.
"Its not-Its not." He chocked out, Millie stocked his back facing him and smiling.
"I know, honey I know. Go to our room it'll be okay." She said cupping his check, a tear had rolled own Moxies's cheek she rubbed it away just as he turned and hurried away. The imp waited until he'd disappeared to launch herself at the hellhound.
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Luna was fast.
Millie was faster.
And much stronger than Mox.
The imp tackled her to the bed before her should retaliate warm steel was forced down her throat, Luna gagged threating to vomit the food she'd just eaten as the twin barrels reached the back of her mouth.
"Doesn't feel good does it?!"Millie roared, she grabbed the back of Lunas main and pulled hard. Lunas eyes bulged as the barrels went in deeper. Through tears the hellhound to see the imps appearance change: she was smoking getting hotter by the second, her eyes blazed yellow like the sun, tribal tattoos on her fore arms were forming all over her body.
"Ngh" Was all Luna could manage.
"Today was supposed to be a special day!" Millie's voice was deep, as a creature born to serve sin Luna knew it wasn't only the imp speaking. Wraith was here, ready to play a game Luna never had a chance to win.
"A special day! His day. A special…A special…special.." the barrels slowly left Lunas mouth , she coughed spitting out the taste of metal in her mouth. Millie was still on top her the heat was cooling and her much of her original form had returned. The gun was still in her hands, now both barrels were pressed against the hounds chest.
"Why did you agree to come here? Why did you come to my home? Attack my husband? Why should I not kill you?" Millie's words were quiet but the weight of the wraith behind them was still there. Luna was unsure as to how answer a few answers came to mind but none of them would stop her from being killed.
"I wanted…to understand." She said bowing her head.
"What exactly?"
"I DON'T- I just…I was hungry and tired of sleeping on the couch and not having…" Luna slowly raised her hands gesturing to Millie.
"I wanted to know what it was like to have someone. Who loved unconditionally? I wanted to know how someone so strong could love someone who isn't. What makes him so special?"
Millie was silent for a long time, it dragged out like a blade her heat beat loud in her ears fit to burst at any moment. Suddenly Millie laughed happily at that so much that she actually took the gun off Lunas chest, the imp sniffed containing her mirth looking at the hounds stomach.
"I'm really good at killing. Not average good. Not sup par I'm GOOD at killing. I could kill you with my bare hands if I wanted to I don't need this gun Luna to make you bleed. I have been killing for as long as I can possibly remember. Im a butcher, carving flesh from bone, I'm an angel of fucking death made manifest." Millies eyes burned into Lunas as the imp leaned forward pushing the hound until she was flat on her back.
"Moxie is none of those things. He is a killer, but he's not me. He still has morals he hesitates for all the right reasons. He's still got a soul. I love him because he reminds s me that there is more than Death to live for. No amount of strength can give it to you, its not something that is forced. Like what you tried." The gun was barrel was once again pressed into her chest, Luna sucked in a breath as Millie pushed it into her breast. Heat bloomed in her belly down to toes, nothing about this situation called for lust to involved yet her it was presenting itself.
"Do you know what day it is today?" Millie asked as she rotated the barrel slowly in her chest, Luna could only shake her head no in response.
The imp smirked seeing the once dominating hellhound squirming beneath her.
"Its Moxies birthday. He's been working so hard that he forgot all about it. I convinced Blitz to get involved to distract him while I planned out something real special. I was going to treat him to a beautiful dinner, go see a movie perhaps, bring him home and rock his fucking world so hard he wouldn't walk straight for a month." Luna gasped as Millie traced her free up her side to hem of her cut off shirt.
"Then you showed up and ruined it." Millie growled; Luna let out a needy whine as the imp removed her hand.
"By law I'm well within my rights to kill you and wear your fur as a coat. But now, I think there's something that you can do that will earn your life. So what do you say… hound? Do you seek forgiveness?" Millie was pressed chest to chest with Luna eyes locked the gun was gun where the hound could have cared less.
"Yes." She whispered, Millie smiled knowingly sitting upward.
"Then you'll do exactly as I say."
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Moxie was terrified, he paced the room biting at his nails, itd been a long while since he'd heard anything. A shot hadn't rang out so ether Millie had let Luna go or…
No.
He wouldn't think about that, she was to strong to be killed by the likes of a hellhound. Not like him not like his weak pathetic self. He clenched his fists keeping the urge to weep contained, Mox sat down hands on his knees. A panic attack was building he could feel it deep in his stomach.
"Mox?" His head snapped up, Millie stood in the doorway alive and well.
"Millie." He said in relief as she came inside and embraced him. The dam inside broke as he wept guilt poured out of him as he buried himself into her neck.
"Its ok, it's ok…" Millie cooed stroking the back of his head.
"Millie I-"
"Mox my love, do you know what day it is?"
The question through him off, doing a mental check he remembered it was Friday but other than that the date seemed very much unimportant. Senseing his confusion Millie pulled away her hands find his checks she wiped his tears away again and kissed him.
"Happy Birthday Mox."
Moxie was speechless even as her kisses became more ravenous. As both there hands found the buttons their clothes stripping them off until only Moxies tightening briefs remained. He found himself again on his back this time his wife was straddling him her red skin flushed crimson. Her hands up and down his sides , she gasped when he bucked his hips feeling his passion rub against her wet slit.
"Luna." He managed to say finally finding a braincell that wasn't functioning his groin. Millie looked at him confused for a moment then she laughed turning her head towards the door.
"I'd almost forgotten…someone has something to say."
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When she came in Moxie thought for a moment he was hallucinating.
She wasn't standing, instead the hellhound was on her hands and knees.
Naked.
Mox jerked forward but was held down by Millies firm hands, Luna crawled towards then up onto the bed. She was blushing furiously not looking at either of them until she was beside Moxie who was shaking.
"Lunas been a bad girl hasn't she?" Millie purred her husband, she placed a hand on Lunas larger breast giving it a firm squeeze. The hellhound gasped her large tail fluffing up behind her, Mox let out a groan as she rolled her hips against his member.
"Tell him." Millie commanded motioning her to Mox's lap
"I've been bad." Luna whined as Millie pulled his boxers off his erection springing out. The hellhound swallowed audibly he was much…bigger than she realized not out of proportions but big.
"You've been so good Mox. So good to me. To her. Luna's real sorry for what she did earlier. But she knows better now. She's going to do everything to make up for it. Everything." Millie shifted so that Luna now sat on his lap, he looked worriedly to his wife who smiled as the hellhound grabbed his erection. Her hands were soft, working there way up and down the aching shaft, Mox groaned as he felt the heat of her warm sex pressed up against it.
"Go on." Millie said as she crawled unto her husband's chest, Luna was breathing heavy as she guided his tip to her opening. Mox meet his wife's eyes as she prepared to sit on his face, she smiled wrapping her hands around his small horns.
"I love you." He said as Luna went down on him and she brought her clit to his waiting tongue.
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It was her first time; she'd done other stuff before but nothing like this. It hurt for a moment pretty sure she was bleeding. The pain was there but so was the pleasure Luna threw her head back as Mox bucked his hips, he was deep in her farther than she'd ever gone with herself. She moved her hips with his gradually building up a rhythm. She looked down through the motions to see Millie with her head back hair down eyes in the back of her skull as Mox worked his forked tongue deep inside her. Sparks flashed in her eyes as Moxs hands latched onto her breasts, his hands could barely encompass the globes it did not stopped him from finding the pert nipples and tweaking them expertly.
"How-ha-do-you-ah-even-ah!" Luna could not find the words to speak.
"With-GOD YES THERE- extreme difficulty!" Millie shouted as Mox hit the right spot deep inside.
Luna managed to laugh, her orgasm was coming quick she could feel Moxs thrust become more erratic, it wasn't a safe day she started to pull out when Millie leaned back head resting between her breasts twitching as she herself came.
"Did I tell you, you could pull out?" The imp asked between heated breaths. Mox sat up his mouth still wet from her juices his face was scrunched up tight his hands worked towards her hips forcing them down as he came inside her. Luna felt the heat spread through her and with one last thrust felt hers spread throughout her body.
In what had felt like a lifetime the room was filled with gasping sweating cum covered bodies. Mox found himself being laid on by two incredibly beautiful woman, Luna slowly worked her way off him he was already getting hard again. She propped herself at his side doing her best to look cool while also get the feeling back into her legs.
"I'm sorry about before. I shouldn't have done that." She said putting a hand over his beating heart. Mox gave her a wary look then glanced to his wife who was sitting up.
"I think that you still have more forgiving to do love, and given that I'm pretty sure Mox just put a baby in you…" She said as she crawled onto Moxies growing erection burying it suddenly into herself that Mox almost stood up, Millie pulled her hair back grinning wickedly.
"Were going to have plenty of time to do so. Now be a good little hound and sit on my husbands face."
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"What the hell happened to you three?" Blitz asked in disbelief as the trio returned to work the next day. Both women were glowing; Millie was beaming with Luna looked like she was on cloud nine her fur thoroughly scuffed and disorderly. Mox…well Mox was on crutches though looked truly pleased with himself. They all looked at one another knowingly barely able to contain themselves.
"We worked things out." They said in unison.