Hell’s Consort

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The Empress Luna

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Even in Hell, Luna wasn't granted privacy by these Archdemons who clearly didn't know what boundaries were.

Luna sighed as she roamed around the place.

It was a nice room with baby pink trimmings and white laces.

Her mouth slackened when she saw a large fixed pane window—similar to a picture frame--which showed a spectacular view of the white and red lightning flashes from the thunderstorms.

Luna excitedly walked towards it and placed her hands on the glass barriers, watching it with wide eyes.

Luna figured out the Marriage suite that the Sloth had talked about was just two rooms that were connected together by a doorway.

So this marriage suite was basically two rooms with a doorway that had no door in sight. 

  The husband could come in and out of his wife's room as he pleased.

  Luna wasn't Sloth's wife but the Archdemon had told her that it the only available room that was cleaned every day since they were linked. 

"What were Philip and Simone doing with their life if they don't clean other rooms in the Castle?" Luna retorted as she tapped her heels on the floor with impatience.

She swore she heard Sloth telling her he was bothered at the clutter on his Library so this man was probably a neat-freak and now, he told her that his servants didn't clean? 

Luna frowned at him with suspicion and told him that sounded like a lame excuse.

Withholding the need to argue, Luna just glowered at him as she sat on the wife's bed the whole time with silent judgment as Sloth stood in front of her just looking down at her with crossed arms. 

Sloth rubbed the back of his neck and cleared his throat as if that would get rid of the tension.

He marched out of her room for a while and returned with a loose white robe with blue vertical stripes that was similar to his.

They were all for sleepwear.

He wore these types of clothes every day and every night that the Archdemon had probably thousands of them.

  He threw it in her lap and said, "Here, Lune, change into this so that your nipples wouldn't show."

Sloth threw a sideways glance to the picture windows, avoiding eye contact.

Luna noted that his cheekbones had flushed red when he added with his eyes closed, "I couldn't stand the sight of them. I swore those nipples are staring at me and judging me better than your eyes."

"Your eyes shouldn't even be straying, brother-in-law." Luna emphasized the word 'brother-in-law' as she kicked his leg.

She covered up her embarrassment by squaring her shoulders and pushed him out of the door…way since there was no door.

The Archdemon of Sloth let her drag him out of the wife's chamber without protest but peered at the door jamb and said in a parting shot, "It isn't my fault that they want to greet me every damn time." 

She was grateful that the Archdemon's gaze had remained on her eyes.

If they shifted to her breasts again, she would kick him on where it would hurt the most. 

Shaking his head, Sloth tutted shrewdly, "Tsk. Tsk. With that kind of gown, you might as well be naked." 

Rolling her eyes, she crossed her arms on her chest and covered her non-existent breasts. "Fine, whatever." 

"But then again, I'm not interested in you and becoming your husband."

"I didn't ask you, Sloth." Luna narrowed his eyes at him for the bastard didn't have to tell her that.

Nodding her head in agreement, he patted him on the shoulders and said, "I have more than what is required for a female to have a husband so you are safe with me."

She had a lot of them on her 'proverbial' plate right now.

Luna wondered if she was safe with Sloth.

"Because we are supposed to be family and I'm not like Luxen who shags anyone with long hair." Sloth displayed a wide grin but then it was abruptly replaced with a frown.

Scratching his chin, he said, "My sister Lilith had a lot of husbands and consorts so I wouldn't hold it against you if you want more."

  "Don't even compare me to that whore, Sloth." She clenched her jaw and scowled at him. 

"There are pretty long-haired men too so you mean Luxen--" Luna trailed off with reluctance. 

How did that work?

That must be kind of strange.

Luna was a virgin who didn't know how a man and another man do it if they have the same parts. 

She wasn't introduced to that part of the world yet. 

Should she ask the Archdemon of Sloth about it?

  "Yes, he had no control when it comes to his lust especially if he is interested." Sloth replied, his expression impassive. "He can't fuck a person twice. It's a curse, not a personal preference."

Luna flinched as she wrinkled her nose in nausea. "Ew, goddess."

She heard the red ball of lightning strike thrice.

Luna covered her ears and ducked from the loud thunderclaps that followed.

Perhaps, it was an unspoken rule that mentioning or calling the goddess wasn't allowed in Hell.

When the thunderstorms calmed down a little from the blasphemy she had uttered as an Archdemon, Sloth chuckled as he muttered, "Archdemons don't get sexual diseases if that was what you are worried about."

Sealing her eyes shut, Luna backed away with a shudder, "The unnamed, faceless juices in his member—"

"I don't think your husband would appreciate this gossip."

"I will never claim the man. Luxen isn't my husband." Luna declared as she ground her teeth in anger. "He belongs to the streets!" 

Lightning flashed again and she flinched slightly.

This time it felt like the thunderbolts had infiltrated the Marriage Suite to strike her dead.

She would never get used to living in this Sloth's Kingdom.

When she finally calmed down, Luna sighed, "Now, go and sleep, brother-in-law, and stop leaning on the doorway like a creep."

"Go ahead and change." He whispered, "Good night, Lune. I will sleep now."

The Archdemon didn't disturb her as she changed into Sloth's clothes and throw herself to the bed.