Sannahaya of Lust II

Notes:

Hey guys! At long last after a long wait and the start of a new year, I come to you guys for Valentines Day to give you guys some time with our demonic renegade team we love! Now that they are on a cruise, what shenanigans will they get into during their breather? Stay tuned and find out!

Soon, the only surroundings were the open water. According to their spectral captain, it would take 40 days at sea to travel from Kingston to China Bay of Sri Lanka via the Suez Canal. And that was assuming that there was no angelic interference. Thankfully, Mammon had more than just their enchanted cabins to entertain them.

Fitting enough for an ocean liner, there was an abundance of activities on the multiple decks. One was a small water park with multiple slides, a wave pool and a multitude of water toys from giant squirt guns to a giant drop bucket that was motion-activated instead of timed. Along the perimeter of the ship's highest level was a go-kart track, and ziplines running across multiple points.

Of course, there was also much to do indoors. A massive video arcade, a fully stocked casino (with Mammon being gracious enough to give the Sins and company fake chips to use instead of paying out of pocket), a luxurious day spa with its own mud bath and sauna, an onboard gym, an on-demand movie theater, multiple indoor pools, a tennis court, and of course the ship's dining options were extensive. Instead of bars and restaurants, each guest had their own personal chef that would handle all their dietary desires.

But just because they had so much to do at their fingertips, the Sins would not just play shuffleboard and gorge on shrimp cocktails the whole time. They had plenty of other ways to pass the hours…

Satan had to admit, Salem had come a long way in a short time. Now that he had a handle on his abilities, and a little practical experience under his belt, she could start pushing him more.

Which was why now Salem was standing atop the very bow of the ship, only one foot on the railing while holding a pair of steel balls marked "50 lbs." dangling from an iron chain in each hand. Every so often, he would grunt in exertion but he kept laser-focused on his task. He was to stand here and not drop the weights, or himself, into the ocean until his trainer said otherwise.

His eyes diligently scanned the horizon, both admiring the natural beauty of the waters and keenly watching for any oncoming disturbances. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the spectral image of the Queen Anne's Revenge. Once one of the world's most feared vessels, now it and a fleet of ghostly galleons acted as protection for the Sins.

"Must… Resist… Urge to sketch…!"

"Alright, that's ten minutes. Time's up."

Salem limply flopped backwards onto the deck, letting the weights splash into the ocean stories below. His demonic trainer stood over him with an amused smirk before he could scramble back to his feet.

"Not bad. You've gotten focus down," Satan nodded, "But the true test of a warrior's mettle is to keep that calm in the heat of battle. Thankfully, I have someone new here to help that…"

Salem looked to his left and was shocked to see Blackbeard, the pirate having just appeared like the sea breeze. Part of him had to resist the urge to gush. He might have developed a small obsession with swashbucklers when he saw the original Pirates of the Caribbean movie as a child.

"Y-Yes, Mr. Blackbeard, sir?"

The pirate just chuckled. "Just Blackbeard will suffice. Now then, did I hear mention of someone needing a trial by fire for training?"

Satan nodded. "He's handled himself well in an earlier encounter with the forces of Heaven when they bombarded our plane but he's also prone to losing focus. I need you to test his ability to keep calm under pressure. That some battles are prolonged affairs."

"Aaah, I see… Indeed, young man, you mustn't let your temper override your better sense. Very well, I'll get something set up. I'll send for you when everything is prepared?"

Salem had to fight the urge to salute and just nodded. With that to look forward to, he looked for something to do only to walk past someone's room.

"Ooooh… Oh yeah!"

A commotion hit Salem's ears; a medley of moans mixed with plenty of screams. He could only guess whose room this was… Creaking open the door, the artist found himself quickly overstimulated by the scene before him.

A massive party straight out of Carnival or Mardi Gras was inside, with hundreds of people doing every sexual act imaginable throughout. The only exception were a select few cuddling in the corners and dripping wet with something that made Salem still stay far away. And now that he was inside, he could also the distinct crack of whips being used. Even glancing up wasn't safe since there were several pairings dangling from the ceiling, grunting and screaming as they were suspended by ropes.

"Well, this takes self-expression to whole new level…" Salem said aloud, completely ignored by everyone. At least he could get some ideas for erotic art here.

"Oh, Salem!" A sing-song voice called out. "Come over here and join me!"

And there went the idea that he could get out of this quietly… Though he couldn't deny the opportunity to see the Lord of Lust in her domain. Plus, it meant not getting caught up with anyone else feeling frisky.

After a bit of finding the right angle, Salem jumped straight over the crowd to the other side. Now he was in front of the most gargantuan bed he'd ever seen with the demoness herself at the far back dressed in an outfit that made her usual attire tame. A set of red fishnets that left her breasts and ass completely on display with only the thinnest strip of fabric shielding her pussy, all the better for the woman in a matching yellow getup to eat her out. As she greedily licked away, she was also getting her ass plowed by a muscular hunk.

Asmo hauled the woman up by her chin and passionately kissed her before crawling over, eyeing the man's dick along the way, and chuckled at Salem clearly trying not to stare at the scene before him. Deciding she needed to really get him in the mood, she sidled up to her boy-toy and started loudly slurping on his cock

Salem could only turn beet red, frozen in place as Asmodeus reached over and starting fingering her female partner while giving a blowjob, both of her subjects voicing their pleasure under her godlike prowess before climaxing together.

"Thanks for the threesome, guys! Why don't you two have some more fun? Go off and enjoy everybody else and unload while I talk to our guest."

As the pair went off for more pleasure, Salem gulped as Asmodeus casually approached him, her naked breasts bobbing with every step and capturing his attention. "So…did you enjoy that little show?"

"Um, well, I won't deny that was… hot, and you're as skilled as I imagined but I don't exactly like voyeurism."

"Oh, Salem, like that bothers me! As long as you're having a good time, have at it!"

"Well, wild, crazy orgies aren't really my thing either. I am impressed by the scale of all this, though. And…"

"Aaaaand? Like what you see?" Asmodeus bounced on her feet, making her titties dance and quickly stealing his attention.

"You know, you may not be as pure as Maria, but most people could not resist my parties. You saving yourself for somebody?"

The demoness inches closer, meeting Salem at face level while her bare boobs pushed again his chest. A hand caressed his cheek, goosebumps forming from the warm latex.

"So, who's the gal you got your heart set on? Is it one of us, perhaps? Luci, Mammon? Satan? Maybe even me?"

Right as her other hand dusted over his pants, Salem's brain went into fight or flight. He had to think of something to stop himself before he lost whatever judgment he had left.

"Ha-Haven't you heard the saying 'The sweetest pleasures are those which are hardest to be won?'"

Instead, now her hands moved to grab his. "Oh my! Leave it to the cultured artist to know the works of Casanova! Oh, tell me another one you know of!"

"B-Be the flame, not th-the moth?"

"That one's my favorite! And the motto I live by! It's worked to my advantage now, hasn't it? All of these people here are just a little warmup before I even get that armor. But with you here… Who knows what kind of fun we're in for?"

In one push, Asmodeus had gotten Salem back first on the bed. She straddled him in a second, her plush thighs begging him to sit still and be rewarded with pleasure beyond his deepest fantasies.

"Sweetie, there's no shame here, no judgment. Just let go and-"

She was interrupted by a smattering of green paint all over her face, thanks to the brush literally up his sleeve. While it wasn't acid, it more than distracted her enough to push himself free.

"Sorry, I just knew you'd get handsy with me. Just a little something I had for either of us in case things got out of hand. Asmodeus, I think you're gorgeous but this isn't the right time or place. And I know another phrase, too: No means no."

Salem then let himself out, leaving Asmodeus to wipe her face clean before shrugging and finding someone much more eager for her company. She barely had to turn to the side to get her wish…

Two hours later, Salem had taken the time to unwind by painting a scene inspired by Asmodeus' room. Just as he set the new painting aside, he saw a note taped to his cabin door. Blackbeard was ready for him. The artist changed into a short-sleeve shirt for more flexibility.

He entered the extensive indoor gym near the base of the ship. All of the various machines and weights had been piled up and moved along the mirrored walls. Instead of a certain pirate, he was greeted by Lucifer, Satan, Belphegor, Mammon and Astaroth, the last being a complete surprise.

Lucifer's smirk made it clear she was looking forward to this, while Asta only gave a small wave. He could only guess Belphegor invited her but seeing them all invested in his progress was flattering. It also meant that they would all be watching him the entire time…

Before long, Blackbeard materialized out of the blue a couple inches away. At 6'4, his shadow almost seemed to loom over Salem.

"Ah, a more sensible outfit for combat, young man. Very prudent, given the lesson I have in mind for you: Stay on your feet at all times."

"Wha-?"

A sucker punch ripped into Salem's gut, bowling him sideways before he could find a footing. When he got back up, Blackbeard was once again materializing out of smoke in front of him.

"What the hell?!"

"Oh, did that smart?"

"Yeah, what's up with the cheap shot?!"

"An enemy with the courtesy to warn you of his attacks is a rare thing. Let's see how many more you can handle." The captain rushed at Salem again. This time, the artist managed to move so the next blow only hit his shoulder instead of his vital organs. Seeing how this was NOT the exercise he had in mind, Salem readied his fists…

…Which did him a fat load of good when Blackbeard's pistol slammed butt-first into his forehead while his sheathed scabbard smashed into his already sore shoulder.

As Salem desperately tried to stop his vision from swirling, he saw the Sins watching him. While most were watching expectantly, Astaroth's brow was furrowed.

"Um, guys? Aren't you gonna help the poor boy out?"

"He needs to learn what it truly means to take on somebody. So far, I'm far from impressed." Lucifer was waiting for this artist to surprise her yet again to save himself from getting pummeled.

"I told Mr. Teach to not hold back. I just hope this gets more interesting," Satan warned, loud enough to Salem to hear.

"Don't worry, Asta, he's saved mine and Satan's ass from a volcano and that's after training on top of one!" Belphegor assured. Her friend's eyes widened. She just assumed this guy was some toadie they were bringing along for fun. Could this random guy she met in Jamaica actually save two Demon Lords?

Unfortunately, it seems like Salem was slow on the uptake. Without his palette or any paint, he had to contend with a phantom pirate whose punches could splinter wood. He wondered if it was luck or mercy that his bones were only aching instead of broken by now. He had managed a few dodges, now getting enough of a read to flip over Blackbeard.

"A valiant approach, darting around like a minnow," the pirate laughed, "The lasses sang your praises, and yet you cannot muster even a single attack? I expect more from the illustrious Salem Winslow."

He disappeared again, his boot lodging into his chest as Salem flew backwards into a weight rack. Blood now dripped from his lips as the pirate marched forward, not even winded.

"Would you prefer to submit now, laddie, or after I put you to sleep? You've got a bit of somethin' special in you, but it doesn't look like much. Your actual skills in a fight are on par with my deck swabbers."

Salem flinched like a knife was shoved between his ribs. It was true… He could have died dozens of times over but it was only thanks to these surreal powers that he was alive. Hell, he didn't even know where they came from!

Before he could dwell on that, the eerie sound of slithering smoke hit his ears. Salem looked down at his trembling hands and forced them still.

His fist launched ahead, his eyes closing as he expected to hit air. Instead, his blow smacked against Blackbeard's coat.

"Ah, there's a little gumption! Finally going to throw a punch, eh?"

Salem forced his temper down, his eyes flickering violet as his second punch aimed for the pirate's face. Instead, it wisped through fog as Blackbeard materialized behind him.

"Lesson one: anger makes you stupid. In the heat of battle, a single moment can mean something much worse than this."

Blackbeard's boot drove into Salem's back, forcing him halfway to the floor. As he got up, he saw Lucifer glaring at him.

"Come on, this is sad! Where's that finesse you have with your brush?"

Her commanding voice sent a jolt of confidence through him. He wasn't just trying to prove himself, but to help the Sins save humanity. Salem made for a right hook, only to pivot on his foot and send an uppercut that genuinely made Blackbeard flinch.

"Hm, better. Now, lesson two: Fight on your own terms whenever possible."

Salem's next punch went right for the pirate's face only to yank back with blisters forming on his knuckles. Blackbeard's famous facial hair had actually burst into flames!

"Since when could you do that?!"

"This whole time. Apparently, someone in the afterlife process has a penchant for ironic humor." Despite his light tone, the flames wreathed through his beard meant that trails of smoke were billowing out of his mouth and eyes. Salem just became very grateful was an ally of theirs and not someone he'd bump into at night…

"Unless you're in a sporting match, you use any and all advantages at your disposal."

Salem nodded before disappearing himself, finally tapping into his abilities. Blackbeard blinked as the flames snuffed out only for the strongest punch yet slammed into his face. Now it was the captain's turn to taste the floor.

"Oh my God, that worked! I actually punched Blackbeard!"

"Heh, that you did… Guess that means I can stop taking pity…" He unsheathed his cutlass in a second, jabbing into the artist's side.

"Lesson three: never get cocky. Had I wanted, you'd be sliced in two in that time you were bragging."

Salem smirked to himself as he stood at sword point. "Alright, I've got the lessons down now. LET'S FIGHT!"

His voice was a mighty echo as his eyes became fully purple, and his body was shrouded by violet flames. Blackbeard smiled as he revealed the real extent of his fire, his ashen form being covered in orange flame.

"Hm, interesting…" Lucifer noted, "Just in case, Levi, have some water on standby."

But as energy began to feel energy coursing through him, Blackbeard charged in. This time, though, Salem was ready.

"How's this for a punch?!"

The artist's flaming fists slammed into the captain over and over again. He could feel his fists phase through smoke one moment, then hit solid flesh another. As their struggle continued, blows landing on both of them every second, Salem could feel the smoke brush past his eyes yet his gaze remained fixed. Now that he had Blackbeard preoccupied, he needed to find some way to end this fight.

That was when a devilish idea came to him…

Salem felt his brush appear in one of his hands, slashing it through the air to make a portal that he jumped into. Blackbeard blinked, lost as he glanced inside the portal and saw a disappearing stream of purple fire.

The portal vanished as a second rift opened to his side, Salem's arms actually stretched out and pulled the pirate in with a shout.

"What the?!" Astaroth balked, "Since when did he have spring arms?!"

"Goodness, he really is full of surprises…" Mammon said, thankful her wind powers could keep the smoke contained.

"Heh, you think that stretching applies to other parts of his body…?"

"Goddamnit, Asmo, go have another orgy if you want more dick!" Levi yelled right as the portal opened up, letting the pirate fly out and slam headfirst into the piled-up gym equipment. He thankfully rolled to the side before a bench full of weights could tip over and crush him just as another portal let Salem loose and he let one final punch fly into Blackbeard's jaw.

Salem yelled in victory, his powers flaring before the violet shroud disappeared. He only then looked down and noticed a very still pirate.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fantastic, he's just fine. You'd need angelic weaponry to actually hurt him. Now Captain, stop playing dead."

"Oi, don't underestimate him… Very nicely done with the portals, lad. Then tying me up with those elastic limbs of yours before chucking me out here. Now that's using every advantage you got."

The pirate just stood like nothing had happened, any damage he sustained healing instantly.

"You remind me of an unpolished piece of silver. Gleaming potential beneath, but it needs a lot of work to make it shine. Keep up that tenacity and ingenuity, though, and you'll be a force to be reckoned with."

Salem's eyes returned to normal as he smiled, before slumping to his knees in exhaustion. As tired as he felt, being praised by a once-again living legend, and now he could see Lucifer nodding in approval. That was the last thing he saw before flumping onto the tiled floor.

The other Sins all started talking and discussing amongst themselves, impressed at their little show. The only exception was Astaroth, gaping at the sight. She had only gotten a tiny glimpse of Salem's abilities back in Jamaica, but she never imagined he would be some kind of superhuman.

"Alright, Captain, excellent work today. Satan, I want more exercises for him like this to test his brain and guts. And call us with some ideas, it makes for pretty good entertainment."

He then picked up the unconscious artist, carrying her off to her cabin with Mammon heading off to prepare a healing elixir.

There was nothing but an ethereal dark void. So devoid of light that even his own hands were invisible. His only clue about where he was the sound of a young boy's giggling.

"Thank you… Wait, don't go!"

That same young boy, now visible with green eyes and wild black hair reached out only for yell as a purple flame singed the entire image.

Only then did Salem slowly open his eyes, groaning as he sat up. It took him a while to realize he wasn't in his room. The bed was so massive it had to be custom made, covered by the finest cashmere blankets. It was only then that he noticed his bare chest was covered in bruises.

"Okay, either I'm suddenly in a five-star hotel or…" His face turned beet red as he realized who this room belonged to.

And that he was in here, half-naked.

"Get that look off your face," Lucifer said from her chaise in the corner of the room, her body covered only in a thin yet fluffy bathrobe, "Like we'd ever do it with you unconscious. Would kind of defeat the point, hm?"

"Whaaaaa?!"

The demoness just chuckled. "Relax, I won't bite." She sauntered over, magicking up a shirt for him if he wished.

"Damn, I knew you expected the best but this… Makes me feel out of place…"

"Please, I'm in charge and you have my full permission to be in here. The only issues would be Belphegor because she's a slob and Levi because take a guess."

Lucifer sat herself at the edge of the bed, one red eye turned to meet his. "You did great today. You always manage to surprise me with these powers. Just imagine Michael's face when she gets a rubber punch to the face!"

While Lucifer chuckled, Salem arched an eyebrow. "Michael?"

Lucifers laughing stopped, replaced with a cynical smirk. "Yeah, my old partner-in-crime in Heaven? Consider yourself luck you haven't met her. The epitome of a holier-than-thou mouthpiece who'd smite you on the spot for being such a 'disgusting heretic.' At least you didn't spend eons listening to her prattle…"

He could hear the total lack of regret in Lucifer's voice. "Well, at least you don't have to look after the shitty 'parents' I had. I guess that's Mammon's job now."

"They may be in her realm, but I'm in charge of it all. Say the word and those two will be unfrozen from their statues and they'll get my brand of punishment…"

The sheer glee in Lucifer's voice and red glint of her eyes sent a deep chill done Salem's spine.

"Oh relax, I'm only teasing. Although, if you ever have someone you don't like…"

The artist just nodded, releasing his breath. "I'll admit, I can't help but find the idea somewhat appealing…"

The demon looked off to the wall of her room, a strange, contemplative look on her face. Salem didn't see the cocky, fearless leader of the Sins, or even a blonde bombshell clad in only a very alluring robe on the edge of the bed. He saw a deeply lonely person, staring off into the horizon.

Without looking at him, she asked, "Have you ever trusted someone more than anyone else… And they just betray you?"

"No, can't say that I have."

"Well, I used to trust Michael once. I thought we'd always have each other, even if it was us two girls against it all. With God to back us up, nothing would be in our way. Then the day came when I woke up. I saw His revelations as tyranny, planning to just wipe out humanity and start over. I turned to the one person who I thought would stand by me… And she's the one who turned me in."

A small, sad smile met Salem as she turned to meet him. "But you know what hurt the most? It wasn't the fall from Heaven. It was landing in Hell, and realizing that I was truly alone."

"So, after I manage to build myself up and then I finally meet that smug, arrogant little pet again. And does she so much as apologize, or even look the tiniest bit guilty over turning her back on me? No, she tries to destroy everything I now have and has the fucking nerve to look down on me, belittle my new friends, and ignore everything I've accomplished since SHE casted me out! Like all our time fighting together, trusting each other, meant nothing! That pompous, callous, sanctimonious, backstabbing BITCH!"

As she stood, the demoness was trembling with rage until she turned and saw Salem's eyes wide with fear.

"Sorry… Guess I haven't taken much time to sort through this," she apologized with a rare blush, "All the pain just came rushing back to me. Lucifer, Demon Lord of Pride, Queen of Hell and leader of the Seven Mortal Sins, talking like a butthurt teenage girl."

As she paced around the spacious suite, Salem could just barely hear her speak under het breath."

"Is all that we see or seem, But a dream within a dream?"

He mulled over his thoughts before responding, "You are not wrong who deem, that our days have been a dream. Yet if Hope has flown away, in a night or in a day, In a vision or in none, is therefore the less gone?"

She smiled and looked at him, a twinkle shining in her ruby red eyes."Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor."

Salem shot a smirk."Preferring silence to saying something, that not everything should be said."

"...take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"

"For the rare and radiant whom the angels name Lenore, nameless here forevermore!"

Lucifer grinned, making her voice as husky as possible with half-lidded eyes,"Quoth the Raven…"

"Nevermore…"Salem concluded.

"You've got quite a brain under that messy mop of hair. And here I thought you were just a quirky goofball with very loud fashion sense…"

"Thanks… that really means a lot coming from you. I've been into Edgar Allen Poe since I was a kid."

"I can tell…"

Now that the two were sitting side-by-side, Salem chanced placing his hand closer to hers. "I may be WAY too young to give advice on this, but it seems like you've really made something of yourself. You dragged yourself from literally nothing, inspired these women to follow you way faster than Belial ever did, and now look where we are! Plus, Maria and Levi really look up to you."

As he trailed off, Lucifer chuckled. "Salem, you don't need to remind me. Although, you did just do something almost none of them have done before."

"Wait… Really?"

She nodded with a small smile.

"...What's that?"

"You listened."

She leaned forward, gently ruffling his hair before planting a soft, tender kiss on his forehead. "That means a lot more than you can know sometimes…"

Salem felt steam blow out his nose as his face turned red. He looked up at her in awe.

"Well, uh, I'm happy to have helped."

She giggled playfully and mussed his hair again "You are cute sometimes, you know that? Well, you should get some rest. As for me? I'm gonna have a nice hot shower followed by a long soak in the jacuzzi..."

Lucifer stood, undoing the belt tie and letting her robe fall away, exposing her flawless curves to his wide eyes. She gave one last alluring grin before padding silently to the bathroom, pausing at the door to look over her shoulder.

"Maybe when you're feeling better I'll let you come in and wash my back… Sleep well, Salem."

Notes:

The fact this chapter has the steamiest scenes yet and I'm releasing it around the passionate holiday that is Valentines Day is one of the most fun coincidences I've ever had. Hope you enjoyed this chapter! It was absolutely satisfying getting Salem to interact one on one with some of the other characters again. And yes that was Edgar Allen Poe's A Dream Within a Dream and The Raven being quoted which I have been wanting to implement for Salem for a while. Feel free to leave any questions!