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((Eep! I think this may be a little to adult for my little Slothy xd ))

Sloth shifted, growing a little uncomfortable. They were beggining to make those noises that only those special channels that you have to pay extra for make.

Sloth had nothing against those special noises. Heaven knows he had participated in a few of those scenes himself. It was simply too early in the morning to really stomach though, as far as the brunett was concerned.

"Um...yeah." Sloth briefly considered making an excuse to leave, than decided to just go, "Please try not to get pregnant. We really dont need another semi-god running around our ankels, trying to overthrow us." Sloth warned before getting up, leaving the kitchen and the two soon-to-be grooms.

As he walked down to the main hallway, Sloth briefly considered going to find another sin. Except he diddnt really feel like being in the house anymore, his legs itching to roam.

Besides, he could smell the heat of special noises in other parts of the house as well, and he diddnt want to walk into anything, so instead he went into the front yard and headed towards the streets. He diddnt really know where he was going. Maybe off to find the person he would marry that day.

((One thing holds predominant in his personality (which can be exceedingly maleable) -- that he will be anyone at any time as long as it means he gets what he wants. My quote for him would be.... "Lust will f*ck anything and anyone in his path." 8D;;; Well, maybe not anyone... I don't think he'd feel anything for a 50-year-old bald guy with a twirly mustache and a pair of sweatpants.... >>;; ))

The sin pushed up against the other, pressing in close as the sounds the other was making urged him to further his actions. Oh, how he loved those soft, needy sounds that sent him higher and higher on a rollar coaster ride of desires. He let his teeth graze slowly across the other's neck as one of his hands lowered to begin to peel off the other shirt, the other hand quite content to continue pressing the other towards himself. He could feel Pain's heart pounding and he could feel the other's desires, which only made him work more feverishly at the other's neck, his lips tracing smooth, wet circles across the tender flesh.

As the red-haired sin finally removed the other's shirt completely, his hips pressed forward harder and harder into the other's, his hands running sensuously down the other's now bare chest to rest at his hips. His tongue poked out to leave a soft, sticky trail up the length of the underling's neck and along his jaw line. Lust was really fine with fixating at any part of the body -- as anything to be made to be sensual if one tried hard enough (and, in his case, he needn't try at all) -- but currently he was harvesting a bit of a thing for necks. Or, at least, Pain's neck as it ellicited the most desirable reactions.

((Oh! Challange Idea! - a little thing me and my friends use to do in Rp's sweatdrop it can be kind of fun, want to try it?-

Here's the challange = you have to find a song that matches your charector almost perfectly, than link it here. Than, from what we know of your charector, we judge how well we think the song matches. Whoever get's the best score wins.

What do you think? Too stupid?))

Sloth frowned, looking around slighly. He had gotten lost in his head for a moment, and had already lost sight of the house. His eyes drifted over the people walking on the sidewalk, trying to find a girl he wanted to spend the rest of his life with but...

well, guy's were just soo much cuter! No fair...

Sloth sighed, sitting down on the sidewalk curb. He had to figure out this marriage thing. He needed to find a partner so that he could have a double-wedding with Pain and Lust.

Lust smiled and brushed a hand through the other's sweat-stickied hair before he slowly slid out of the other's arms, making sure not to disturb his gentle sleep. He cleaned the counter, and their bodies, and swept the broken shards of breakfast plates into the trash. He grabbed his and Pain's clothing before deftly sliding the other bridal style into his arms. Lust was must stronger than he looked, small and thin as he was, and at the moment he just didn't care who saw him carrying the sweet slumberer down to the basement, where the underling lived.

Once there, he deposited their clothes on the floor and then gently layed the other on the bed. So soft were his movements that he couldn't possible have woken the other. Then he lay down as well, wrapping his arms back around the other, and pulling himself into a warm sleep.

[ sure i guess ]

Pain missed the warmth automatically when Lust left him on the counter, though Pain knew that they had to clean in order to evade the wrath of Pride, as well as Greed. He wiggled slightly in his sleep as he felt Lust clean him, just getting off the mess. Pain would take a full shower later. Once he had been picked up, he resumed his task of curling right into his arms, his face pushed against the small, slim chest. Lust felt so warm, so wonderful, and really he didn't want to wake. it was one of the best sleeps he had ever had.

He mildly felt the other place him onto the bed, though only in the back of his mind. He nuzzled his chin against the pillow, his tail twitching at different intervals, as did his ears. He reached out, hoping that Lust had still been there, though he understood if he wasn't. Who would have wanted to sleep in the basement, even though it was a mansion so it wasn't all that bad. When he felt the sin join him, he hadn't have though it would happen, yet slid happily closer. He was content, happy, and warm. Pain hadn't felt that way in a long time.

Pain never wanted to wake from his slumber. Never. It was so peacefull, so filled with bliss that he had never really encountered. He had thought Lust was just as bad as Greed, taking from whomever he wanted what he wanted. Yet, Lust had been kind, gentle, prepared him for what was to come. And thus, it hadn't been a bad experience. It had been..wonderful.

He slept for a good legnth of time, or what he thought was long. When in sleep, it was really hard to tell about anything. His body was snuggled close to the sin's, his legs intertwined with the afore mentioned. It was really nice. Yet, he knew that it wasn't going to last as long as he wanted, and that was rudely interupted by the screech of the phone. His ears, overly sensitive to any kind of sound, flicked like mad as they picked up the tone, and Pain groaned as he woke. He didn't want to. not at all. Yet, he dragged himself out of the bed, out of Lust's rather tight grasp. No one else had bothered to answer it, so he knew he had to for the sake of risking his health. He picked up the one downstairs, his hair mussed, his face flushed yet calm and content.

"Hello?"

Pain answered in a tired, drawn out voice, his voice still thick with the toll the act previously had taken on his body. He smiled to himself at that rememberance.

Pain blinked, hearing Sloth, and sighed. Was it just a joke of it? Because if it was, well, he was going to have a hell of a time tying not to choke him. He didn't care if he was a sin, since he had broken his lovely sleep with Lust. However, there was a certain bit of trust he had, and could sligthtly feel that yes, Sloth was acutally telling the truth. Oh god did he hoped so, or hevens help him.

"Yea..it's me. No, i'm not Wrath! Just tired.."

He said, sighing as he scratched at his head, a few of the silvery blonde locks falling across his face and eyes. Well, he was a cat, and you know what they said about the creature. Curious. And in fact, Pain very much was.