Chapter Five

'Lust is My Favorite Sin'

Pandora looked at herself in the mirror as she smoothed down the skirt of her dress; a short, burgundy pencil skirted dress that fit her like a second skin. In just a few minutes she would be meeting Crowley for another dinner date. They had went out a few times over the past six months and Pandora found herself oddly enjoying the time spent with him. She moved away from the mirror to put on her high heals before leaving her apartment in a blink of an eye.

She was already seated with a glass of wine in her hand when Crowley arrived and took the seat in front of her. He looked tired and annoyed. A normal look for him these days. Running Hell wasn't exactly an easy job apparently; they were still Lucifer followers out there going against him. Pandora picked up the bottle of Craig that she requested and poured him a glass before sliding it across the small table towards him. Throwing her a charming smile he picked up the glass and took a long drink.

"Ahh, thanks darling." Crowley said.

She took another drink from her own glass before lowering it just slightly from her lips. "You look like you needed a drink." She commented on him.

"You have no idea." He told her. "Demons, sometimes they're so stupid."

"Well, you know they're... demons." Pandora told him.

"Believe me, I know." Crowley agreed. "But enough talk about Hell... how have you been?"

"Good, mostly just been shopping, drinking, eating... you know the usual. Just having fun." She told him. Crowley made a humming noise as he listened to her while take another sip of his drink.

"Well I could think of another way we could have fun... together." He suggested with a devilish smirk.

Pandora of course was no stranger to sex. Lust and her were very good friends for as long as she could remember; it was her favorite of all the sins and her favorite one to use on others. But since escaping her box she was a little bit more weary especially where Crowley was concerned. She liked Crowley she was okay with admitting that to herself but he was also still a demon. She didn't want to make another mistake like she did with Lucifer but she also didn't want to be alone anymore. She knew if she did it once with Crowley it wouldn't be enough. He was like a magnet. He drew her in.

She wasn't even sure what was so special about him that captured her attention so strongly. His meat suit was of average looks and looked at least ten years older than herself. He wasn't tall by any means; he could almost be classified as being short in male standards. He wasn't ripped with muscles and he wasn't really thin either. She did like the British accent. But over all his physical appearance wouldn't normally appeal to her. If he wasn't so persistent she would have never gave him a second thought or at least that's what she told herself.

"Is that so?" She questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh yes, I could think of a few activities that could be not only be fun for both us but could relieve a lot of my stress." Crowley suggested.

Pandora looked him over from across the table in deep thought for several long, silent minutes. She debated the pros and cons of the situation in her mind. He sat patiently in front of her sipping on his drink while waiting for her answer. Finally she made up her mind; hoping that she didn't regret it later.

"Well, what are we waiting for? I suddenly lost my appetite for food." Pandora told him. Looking around the low lighted restaurant and seeing no one paying them any attention she reached across the small table to grasp on to Crowley's hand and then they were both gone.

Pandora brought them to her apartment. If they were going to do this it was going to be on her own playing field. There was no way she was going to Hell or to his house or lair or whatever he had on Earth where his little minions would be. Being the King of Hell she knew he was more powerful than he was when he was just The King of the Crossroads and like she had stated many times she wasn't really a fighter. Pandora could hold her own if needed though. She was a lot tougher than she looked but she wasn't going to test it out where she could be outnumbered.

As soon as they arrived Crowley was looking around the place. It was a spacious apartment decorated in dark purples, reds, and oranges. They had arrived in her bedroom where a king size bed took up most of the middle of the room. Dark wooden banisters rose up from it and a plum colored comforter with black satin sheets and more pillows than necessary rested on it. To the right of the bed were two sliding doors that led to a closet that was much larger on the inside than it should have been and on the wall in front of the bed was another door that led to Pandora's bathroom where her large garden tub that she spent most of her nights relaxing in was.

To the left of the bed was the door that led to the rest of her home which consisted of a comfy living room with a large flat screen television hanging on a wall with a black leather sofa setting in front of it and then there was the kitchen to the right of the living room that looked like it had never been touched. Pandora loved food she just never saw the point in trying to make it herself when she could go find a human to do it for her.

"Nice place you have here," he commented as he completed his visual of her room.

"You've only seen the bedroom unless your using another one of your 'demon tricks' to see the rest of the place." She joked with him.

"Doesn't matter, the bedroom is the only important room to me at the moment." His voice lowered an octave as he moved closer to her. He stopped when the space between them was gone. His body was overly warm as it brushed up against her. With her high heels she only had to tilt her head just a tiny bit to look into his eyes. She could feel the lust radiating off of him and for once she wasn't the one manifesting it.

Her body tensed just slightly as one of his arms worked itself around her waist. His hand pushing against her back so their bodies melted together. She closed her eyes to calm herself as his other hand reached up to move her hair back from her shoulder before his lips meet her pale flesh. He kissed his way leisurely up her neck as one hand tangled itself into her long, red hair and the other kept a firm grip on her waist. She let out a breathless sigh as he kissed an extra sensitive spot.

"Crowley," she breathed out as her arms went out to grasp onto his shoulders. He was turning her into a gooey marshmallow. She felt him hum against her flesh and she didn't have to look to know he was wearing a smirk. She had been able to turn him into mush a few times since she had known him... even humiliated him in front of Bobby Singer and the Winchester brothers; this was the first time he had turned the table on her.

"Yes, darling?" He whispered seductively into her ear. She could heart the smirk in his voice. She felt herself shiver as his voice rang in her ears. She decided that maybe his voice was his most attractive feature.

"Maybe we should move to the bed." Her voice nothing but a whisper.

"I think that's a brilliant idea." He agreed.

She let out a small scream when he lifted her clear off the floor and her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms found their way onto his shoulders to keep from being dropped. He lifted her like she was nothing but a doll as he walked them over to the bed before gently laying her on top of it. She watched as he removed his tie, overcoat, and shoes before he joined her on the bed.

She could see that he was judging her as he took in the large amount of throw pillows on her bed.

"You can never have enough pillows." She answered him with a smile before pulling his face down to meet hers.

Their tongues battled against each other as Crowley's hands trailed slowly down her dress and then back up again. Pandora found herself moaning into his mouth as his warm hands worked magic on her body. Her own hands worked quickly on the buttons of his black dress shirt and when she was done he raised up and removed it before throwing it behind him carelessly before going back to his spot above her.

Her hands traveled all over his exposed flesh and she felt him shudder underneath her fingertips. His hands reached underneath her back making her arch off the bed and into his body as he unzipped her dress. She set up with him following her movements as he let her slide off the bed as she let her dress drop to the ground and slipped out of her heals. Crowley's darkened eyes never left her body as she moved back over to the bed. He was setting just on the edge of the bed when she came up to him to rest her hands on his shoulders. With him sitting she towered of him and he could tell she liked it. Pandora in no way could be considered tall.

He could feel the beginning of her magic working it's way to his blackened soul and he leaned back with his arms behind him to hold himself up to get out of her grip.

"Darling, believe when I say you don't need to use your little trick on me. I got enough lust for you on my own." She didn't say anything but she did give a small nod before crawling on top of him and pushing him down on his back with a strength someone her size should not have.

Crowley looked at the beautiful being above him. She was wearing a black lacy bra and matching underwear and her pale flesh was flawlessly smooth. His arms wrapped around her waist as he pulled her down until their flesh molded together. This was the high light of his week and he planed to enjoy every minute of it.

Ten hours later the two supernatural beings were cuddled underneath Pandora's satin sheets and comforter. Pandora's head was nestled into Crowley's side and her arm was resting on his stomach underneath the covers. She slept peacefully as the demon tangled his fingers in her long hair as he stared up at the ceiling, the cogs in his mind plotting for the future to keep away the boredom over just laying there. Crowley wasn't a cuddlier even when he was human but Pandora was a very special case. Not only did he see her as someone who could be extremely helpful to his future plans but she was also extremely pleasing to be around after the long hours spent in Hell. The more time he spent around her the more he understood why Lucifer found her so appealing.

He glanced down when he heard a content sigh coming from the woman who rested on top of him. He watched as she wiggled against him as if fighting the urge to be conscious again. Her nose scrunched up in annoyance before her emerald colored eyes fluttered open.

"Good morning, love," he addressed her running his fingers over her scalp.

She hummed in content before moving around a bit so she could see his face. "You stayed the night?" She seemed confused and even surprised by his presence in her bed.

"What, did you want me to leave?" He asked. "I thought maybe we could have a quickie then maybe some breakfast before I have to go back to Hell."

"No, it was fine that you stayed. I just wasn't expecting it that's all. Doesn't seem like your thing though." She told him.

"I just can't seem to get enough of you darling. Usually I don't stay to cuddle but you're a special case." He explained to her before tugging on her until she rested completely over him with her red hair falling over the faces like a fiery curtain and his lips meeting hers in a hot kiss.

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