͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒐𝒖𝒓͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃.

@2DimensiMenfess // Hello, my dear. We’re quite intrigued since our genre matches yours. You’re welcome to drop by our DM anytime should you want to discuss things further.

!2DFESS Waking up from deep slumber, I'm seeking for a writing partner. The genre will be filled with DD:DNE and slightly religious theme (for my muse is a fallen angel). If you are interested, just drop yourself and I'll come knocking your DM. Thank you.

@2DimensiMenfess // A bit late given that we're already mutuals, but allow us to leave the word 'soft' as the keyword, in English. Thank you, my dear.

!2DFess good evening, folks. mind to check this out? ⚠️ DD:DNE

!2DFESS ／ 𝓖reetings, hereby the owner of a restaurant who also serves as the chef, looking for more peers to interact with. Leave your IC ( EN/ID ) or repost this message for future interactions. Thank you. &. Modern – fantasy ! W–OC.

@1795s He lifted a hand then and flicked Wrath lightly upon the forehead. Unimpressed was our Lord's face. “Whatever it is you think you’re testing,” Pride concluded, “you are not reaching it.” “... Although, you do make a rather comfortable chair—useful, if nothing else.”

@1795s Pride did not rise to the laughter. He did not so much as stir, keeping his seat where Wrath had set him, as though it were hardly worth correcting. “You misunderstand, child. Pride is not a thing so frail as to shatter when put to test.”

the idea might seem 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗽𝗶𝗱 、 but pulling @etsuperbia to his 𝗹𝗮𝗽 did sound like an option to him. thus 、our hand did actually pull the lad to our lap. resting the gentle hand on your waist 、awaiting the struggle — or 、submission.

@1795s Perhaps the more accurate term was 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓, but still——an attention seeking child all the same. “That is hardly my concern. But indulge me, boy, care to explain why you have decided to manhandle 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑳𝒐𝒓𝒅?”

@1795s Our Lord didn’t give much thought to what Wrath had just done——pulling him into his lap, even taunting him with it. In his eyes, Wrath looked no different from a child begging for attention.

// Nggak punya uang, gimana?

His gaze returned to @benevolent_ia with a smile that never quite reached his eyes and indulgent in his voice, “Even the most devoted eventually grow tired of carrying the weight of the lost.”

“Still, I suppose there’s a certain comfort in believing every soul can be guided home. And if not…” he shrugged lightly, as though discussing nothing of consequence, “well. There’s always room for one more.”

“Once again, you grace those humans with your help. How very... 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 of you, my dear. Tell me——does it ever grow tiring, aiding the helpless?” @benevolent_ia

@sectuarist Pride hummed absentmindedly, seemingly far more entertained by how quickly they softened to nothing more than his touch. “Why so, dearest?”

@etsuperbia How they quickly swayed by the touch, leaning to the fingertip caressing against their skin. “Oh, very. They do provide the best entertainment of all, especially the young lovers.”

Dearest, @sectuarist.

@sectuarist “How have you been?” Indulgent was our Lord as his thumb lifted to caress Lust’s cheek. “I take it the humans have kept you well entertained?”

@etsuperbia “Yes, my liege?”

…ㅤPride hummed thoughtfully, while his fingers traced idly over the ornate decorations that adorned their body. "Very well, open your legs." [end.]

@sectuarist Indeed, as they had said, they were the only one who could truly satisfy his hunger. Perhaps it was the curse of their first encounter——once he had tasted Lust, there was no way out, only the inevitable desire to return for more.ㅤ…

My lord, @etsuperbia.

…ㅤ"No longer merely a desire for my body, but something more——sentimental? And what comes next? Shall I expect a candle-lit dinner from you, @sectuarist?"

@sectuarist The sovereign hummed in acknowledgement. "And now you bring me their words," he murmured, arms circling around their waist pulling them flush against him. "Romance born of lust… a charming notion, is that how you feel about me now, dearest?" ㅤ…