Einar and Arsene

Lying helplessly over my bare chest, with her legs convulsing uncontrollably, Lilith drooled over my chest.

Passing my hands through her wet hair, my very touch acted as an aphrodisiac as she came once again over me.

"s-s-st-o-p," She beseeched, unable to form complete sentences, much less speak properly.

Gripping her ass, her moans rang like sweet honey in my ear, "Are you going to behave?"

Lilith lifted her head slowly, sneaking a peek at my devilishly handsome face, her head nudged against my chest, "hmm," She hummed.

"No more assaulting me?"

"Hmm~" She hummed again as my grip grew tighter.

Kissing her cheek, I smiled, lifting her off of me and onto the bed. "Then get some sleep. I will be back; I need to take care of some things in Alos. Recover by tonight. We will be back at it again."

Finding a strange glint of anticipation across her cloudy eyes, I honestly felt lost for words. She could not even talk, much less move, as her body was the most sensitive I had ever seen it, yet she wanted more.

"Maybe I am just a failure in the Dao of Lust. Hmmm, guess I need to study." I muttered, waving my hands, sending a wave of divinity over her body to clean off all the filth and wax over our bodies. Cleaning her up, I smiled, kissing her goodbye before returning to Alos.

"I need a camera," I whispered, glancing around the guest room I materialized in. "When Richter is back, I need proof."

Shaking my head, I touched my chest, "I foolishly used all my divinity breaking Lilith; I now only have Ten Drops of Silver Essence running through my veins, but who am I kidding? It was worth it. Booty always is."

Shaking my head, I sighed, "I should go see Yu Lan and Christopher. I wish this wedding to be over and done. Damn, there is so much stuff to do. Such a drag."

Pushing out of my room, I took a deep glance towards Einar, holding onto some loose woman. Pondering over the Fallen I just saw, I drew a bit closer.

Einar was a Peak Star-Lord and an angel. He was powerful; defeating him would not happen, but he was the perfect person to inquire about Angels.

Noticing my stride, Einar smiled, "You back again? Let me introduce you to--"

Snapping my finger mid-sentence without much thought. Einars woman's head exploded into a fine mist showering the floor, as a smile appeared upon my lips, "Let's talk?"

His eyes grew wide, and a frown marred his face, "What the Hell?" He shouted, glaring with a bit of fire.

Shimmering with a bit of Angelic Essence, I chuckled, not in the least intimidated, "Sure you want to fight? Do the Angels even know you are hanging around a monster like Baphomet?"

Glancing at the headless body twitching, Einar shook his head, "It was a meaningless kill Arsene." He murmured as her soul appeared within the palm of my hand.

"Oh, I don't know. You know to a devil, there is no such thing as meaningless kills." I replied, licking my lips. "What makes you all think it is Ok to fuck a woman in my home?"

Shrugging his shoulders, the angel within my line of sight clapped his hands together, "May her soul find peace in the clutches on the Edge of Heavens Grace." He prayed as something almost impossible occurred before my eyes.

Her body before his feet began to smoke with radiant power, burning her corpse; a sea of golden embers filled my sight, as her very soul within my hand vanished.

Was it her body? Can angels save a soul if they have the body? That could be a problem, a big problem if I am right.

"I don't care who you are to Baphomet or Truck-kun, disrespect me again, and I will end you." He expressed as an intense pressure descended upon my shoulders, stirring my heart.

I chuckled, "we will see. Come with me; I need your help with something."

"you have a funny way of showing it." He fired back angrily.

"So I have heard." I countered, heading down the banister and outside. With my own personal angel following me, the city became my eyes and ears.

"So, what is this about?"

"A woman and her family," I answered, peering in what seemed like the east... Maybe west.

Touching my chin, I shot a smile, "wanna be my wingman?"

"You cannot be serious? You killed... damn it, what was her name. It doesn't matter, but you killed one of my conquests, and you dare ask for such a thing!"

Smiling sinisterly, I peered off at a certain devils room, "I could send you and my disciple on a mission. Just the two of you together."

"Disciple?"

"Ezra? You have been trying to get with her for how long now? Let me assist you on this one?" I said with a gleeful smile.

"She would absolutely hate that. Let's do it!" Einar cheered, shooting Ezra's room a lustful stare.

Marveling at the weird scenario surrounding those two, I shrugged, "Anyway, all you need to do is confuse and scare the shit out of Duke Sultan."

"Sultan." He muttered, shooting me a deep stare, "You really are a bastard. You are going after your brothers, girl. What the hell is wrong with you? You are not even a devil or demon anymore, yet you act like one."

"Do all angels like to judge people? I am giving you a fair deal, you know. What do you care? Plus, this is what you are technically here for, or did you forget the reason Baphomet brought you here?"

"that damn goat is really a bastard as well. Kidnapping me, just as my torment with those damnable spikes ended. Just to send me to hell to train. Screw all of you."

"Did I mention how addictive a Devil's pussy is? Bro, there is no better heaven aside the abyss than that. It's literally to die for."

"Sultan, you said? No problem, I got you, bro!" he shamelessly spouted.

Grinning to myself, my gaze locked onto the aura of Larisa staring out of a window with swollen eyes.

"Oh, before we leave, do you know why the angels have not moved on this planet yet. Aside from Yael, I have not seen another talk to any other god here."

Touching his beard chin, he frowned, "it's a hierarchy thing. Seraphina was probably acting on Yael's orders. He should be the commander right now."

"And with him being injured, he doesn't want Seraphina to do it without him being there to hear anything. This works. I did not know the angels were so rigid. But I guess it's a cultural thing. " I added, glancing towards Einar for confirmation.

"You have no idea. Those fuckers are so restrictive. Everything they do is orderly." Said Einar shaking his head dismissively.