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They were taking a walk, Wylie had some ridiculous espresso coffee mixed thing in his hand that he was sucking on the straw. He'd been a little restless lately and decided that they should go out during the day, do something a little less like themselves and more... eh, who gives a shit.

At the moment Wylie was trying to convince Jelani to answer his stupid questions. With the straw half hanging out of his mouth, he pointed to some tall, buff guy who looked like he ate steroids for every meal of the day. "Would you fuck that guy?" he asked, snorting a laugh.

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Jelani felt a heady kind of focus. Everything had narrowed down to simple carnal pleasure, and the two people she was sharing it with. This would be quick, she felt. She swallowed hard and looked down at Wylie, starting to ride him. "Ah, fuck." her head lolled back to rest against Addiction's shoulder, her hand going up into the demon's hair. "C'mon baby. Fuck me..."

Those were his favorite words. Wylie obeyed, thrusting upwards in harsh, sharp bucks, making sure that their bodies came together noisily and rough. His hand gripped her hips, guiding her to the rhythm he was going to set and it was fast and hard.

Addiction had her hands all over Jelani, rubbing her clit and pressing tight to her back. She couldn't even help herself because this was too hot and so she was grinding her pelvis against Jelani's ass, three bodies rocking in a rough tidal motion.

"Come on my cock, Je..." Wylie demanded, gritting his teeth. He was too fucking close.

The pressure was already building as he uttered his demand, and broke seconds after. She tensed, clamping down around him in rhythmic spasms as wave after orgasmic wave washed through her, She was crying out, clinging to Addiction best she could to keep from just collapsing.

Bliss. Pure, fraggin' bliss.

His hands gripped her hips tightly, feeling her lose herself, tightening around him in a vice and he couldn't hold back. He came moments after, bucking up into her deeply, groaning through clenched teeth. God, that had been building for so damn long, he didn't know what to do with himself. His mind went blank.

Addiction continued to slowly caress the woman in her arms, gentle touches.

Jelani was still leaning against Addiction, head thrown back and resting on her shoulder, her chest heaving, though she let her hands drop down to find Wylie's down by her hips.

"I'm really likin' today," she mumbled, a lazy smile stretching her lisp.

Wylie laced his fingers with hers, laughing deliriously at her comment. Yeah, he liked today too. He tugged her towards him, letting go of one of her hands to grab one of Addiction's. He was pulling them both down to lay with him.

Addiction moved to one side of him, laying Dow comfortably against his side. He had an arm around her shoulders.

While Addiction went to Wylie's side, Jelani just flopped forward, still keeping Wylie inside her. She kissed his chest and slid an arm over Addition, feeling so very relaxed.

"We ain't done yet, right?" She murmured. A little bit of rest was good, but if she had her way, they'd be there all night.

Addiction laughed lightly, so very comfortable laying there with two warm bodies. "No, we most certainly aren't done. Think you can keep up?" this was directed at Wylie.

"Yeah... as long as we treat it as a marathon and not a sprint. I'm sure I can keep up," he smiled and kissed Jelani's head.

"Fuck... Where are my pants? I need my cigarettes..." Addiction groaned but she didn't really want to move.

"Yer pants are out in the livin' room. But my smokes are by the window." Closer, in other words, but still far enough to have to move. Jelani was very reluctant to move.

"I'm thinkin' room service."

With a groan of disapproval, Addiction rolled off the bed and grabbed the pack and lighter. She then flopped back onto the bed and lit up. Taking a deep drag she breathed in deep and exhaled. Well, this was fun. "I got it..."

She rolled over a little and grabbed the phone, hitting the button to dial room service. "Hey... alright we need strawberries, some form of chocolate... huh? Oh, yeah that's fine. Um, one lobster tail, a couple steaks... no, medium? Yeah. Anything else?" she looked over.

Wylie grunted that he wanted a cheeseburger.

Jelani lit up a cigarette as well and offered it to Wylie. There were more in that pack, and she could light yet another one.

"I want my steak rare," she added. "An' we need whipped cream. And honey." There was going to be such a mess there before they left.

Wylie wasn't a smoker. Never had been, but he was being offered one by his girlfriend laying next to a woman named Addiction. Yeah, he took it from her and smiled up to her.

Addiction then was making adjustments to their order, adding God knows what to it before she hung up and rolled onto her back again. "An order like that will take forever," she grumbled.

"Prob'ly," Jelani agreed as she lit up a smoke for herself. "But I'm sure we can find ways ta keep ourselves busy, yeah? Personally I'm wonderin' if there's a hot tub."

Ooh, that might be promising. Addiction stood up, stepping on the bed over the tangled couple and headed first to the bathroom to check out the tub. Yup big. She then walked out into the living room. Oh hey, balcony... big balcony. With a hot tub.

"There's a tub!" she called back to them. Wylie still planned on not moving yet.

"Awesome." Jelani grinned, but stayed where she was for another few minutes until she was done with her cigarette. Then she did carefully move off of Wylie and the bed. She stretched, feeling so damn good. She was also soaked in sweat, however, and so very sticky with Wylie's semen running down the insides of her thighs. "I'm gonna take a shower real quick." She leaned over to kiss him. "See ya in th' tub."

Wylie let himself lay there for a bit, leaning up to kiss her before she got up. Wylie decided to take a moment to rest since he was going to have to keep up with these two all fucking night. That wasn't a bad thing, of course, but it was sure as hell going to be vigorous.

Eventually he got up and stretched, putting the cigarette in the tray and made his way to the bathroom. He relieved himself, cleaned off a little with a paper towel as to not soil the real towels. Then he made his way outside. Addiction was already in the tub, leaned back against the edge, hair looking like tentacles in the water. He climbed in and sat across from her.

After her shower Jelani was originally thinking of going straight out to the hot tub, but she ended up making a stop by the bar. When she came out to the balcony, dripping wet already, she brought with her three glasses of freshly made margaritas. "Anybody want one?" She asked as she stepped in, careful not to spill.

Oh good, more alcohol. He nodded and reached for one to take it from her. Addiction did the same before relaxing back into the water. Yep, this was a fantastic idea on Jelani's part. Like a mini-vacation.

Yes, more alcohol. Jelani was good with indulgence.

"So why Addiction?" She asked when she had taken a seat, already idly playing footsie with both of them.

The demon sips her drink and smiles. Not many are interested. "we are assigned our specialty. I didn't pick," She didn't even have a choice in her own life. It was like constantly running from doom. Eh. Whatever.

"So you get people addicted ta stuff? Huh." Jelani didn't have many addictions. Not physical ones, anyway. Cigarettes, yeah, she considered herself an addict there. She liked to drink, but didn't think of that as an addiction. Adrenaline and endorphines? Not so much anymore, but back in the day? Yeah.

"What's th' weirdest thing ya got someone hooked on?"

"In a way. Everyone has their vices, I enable that further and distract them from their cure," she explained. It wasn't a secret. Addicts were addicts "Usually another one starts it up. Lust gets a hold of a married man and when the timing is right, I get him addicted to porn and hookers and affairs and then I get the credits for it.". Despite it feeling like slavery, she actually liked the job. It was fun.

"I appear to them as their kind, normal to them and fuel the fire. The weirdest was... Probably the girl who was addicted to shopping for clothes for her pet chinchilla."

Jelani leaned back further and sipped her drink. Under the water she was running her foot up Addiction's calf. "So what fires are ya gonna pour gasoline on here?" She did like to indulge herself in a variety of ways. But actual addictions? That wasn't quite as fun. She did like this demon so far, but that didn't mean she shouldn't be alert.

"I'm not working here. I make sure to keep my jobs in the realms that the target belongs in. I could only touch Wylie on earth. Jelani, you're in a way in the clear from me. I treat this place like a neutral zone but many don't."

She didn't mind sharing about herself but she wouldn't mention the demons that already made their passes at both of them.

"Good to know." Ah, see, not belonging to any one world in particular had its advantages.

She was leaning more towards Wylie now, her hand on his thigh.

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