#licentious-sanguinity

[grimsinnr]

licentious-sanguinity replied:

Cough cough freely offers titties

“ ...Everyone but you. ”

[the-smallest-star]

@licentious-sanguinity​

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Fifteen minutes passed and the imp in question finally arrived. She wore a comfortable jumper dress and leggings to protect against the cooler air... and likely to keep her comfortable as her scent made it clear what was going on.

The demons who were more sensitive to such a thing turned their heads, eyes staring at her as she stepped over and climbed onto a stool beside the sinner turned succubus.

“Thanks for showing. I don’t often do this, more used to people seeking me out.” Clem admitted, a nervousness there. She was taking a risk, a gamble. Being outside in her state right now wasn’t a good idea, but the hotel wasn’t a good place to ask him to meet and she hadn’t rented a room somewhere else without knowing if he’d actually come. She needed a drink for the nerves so ordered one of her own, soon downing it as her claws tapped anxiously on the wooden surface. “Don’t take this the wrong way Pent, I appreciate your offer. But I know your time is money so... how much to borrow you and your expertise for a couple of days?” Ideally she’d of preferred until the end of her heat, but she didn’t want to push it. A couple of days would get her through the worst of it.

Clem didn’t like to show this kind of weakness in public, but she had very little choice.

[autarchi0s-a]

      @licentious-sanguinity​ (x)

      Pentious’ fate awaited his arrival eagerly. However lecherous his demeanor, and by extention, the reputation that precedes the reptilian, it must have mattered not to whichever of the Goetia summoned him; clearly, they have an eye for potential. Keenly trained to bring out the best performance of the worst living scum Hell contains. It takes a good leader and a clear head, plus a few friends in higher places, to get half as much done... in the realm of the damned.

      The family subjected to his visit lives in utmost opulence. A great, if somewhat acquired taste for the architectural prowess of the Renaissance, intertwined with a healthy balance of Gothic influences, pervades every corner. Everything from the intricately sculpted pillars and statues employed as shameless displays of wealth, to the macabre, spiked gates surrounding each and every restricted perimeter of the Ars Goetia’s estate, drives further the point home that these are people of affluence.

      The kind that is too refined to light cigars with dollar bills, and too snooty to dare to stain their fingers with the yellowing tint of nicotine... yet too stingy to grace the homeless’ collection plates with anything more than beer caps and unwoven buttons.

      Several guards would waste Pentious’ time in checking his identity, patting him down for weapons... in the case of a few, getting a little too handsy. This, however, is standard protocol for someone whose name holds this much weight. By the time he was finally let through, the strength of the moonlight up above may very well have run dry.

      At last. The gates are open. Inviting as ever, the scent of pure rosemary tea runs freely from the arches leading into the palace’s courtyard, wafting its aroma in delightful blotches that curl into the nose and innure the mind’s woes.

[malevolent-fairy]

@licentious-sanguinity wanted a starter!

The time had almost come for the ritual to complete one of Maleficent's newest spells... This one had been in the works for awhile. A potion of love... Or at least, how she saw it in its true form. A toxic bond between two or more individuals to bring out each other's flaws. With this newest brew she was making, she could channel this essence into a liquid form. Something raw and powerful enough to make a person depend on another for the rest of their life, in the most needy and obnoxious way possible.

Wasn't bringing out the toxicity people hide away just delightful?

She chuckled darkly as she stirred her enchanted cauldron around and around... And then let it sit to bubble and brew and all that jazz. Her form haunted her own castle walls as she traversed the halls. Onto her basement, a secret room she kept for her summonings and communions with the dark forces... Oh, this will be delicious.

"I call upon the dark arts, powerful and old..." She drew a pentagram on the floor of her room, and then surrounded it with protective salts as she lit candles at the end of each point. "To come forth and have my truth be told. Your havoc and wrath have been dismissed, but the dark arts must persist." She chanted soft as she walked over to her book.

"I command you spirits, bring me what I need! Your Queen COMMANDS it!" She slams her sceptor on the ground as green fire erupts from the outline to summon herself a demon.

[alastors-radioshow]

@licentious-sanguinity​ has made a deal with the Radio Demon

“Now, listen here my slithering fellow, I do not appreciate you ogling me as if I was prey. I have a five foot rule that I would strongly advice you to follow, unless you wish to find out what we do with snakes in the bayou.”

[helluvacity]

@licentious-sanguinity​

“Satan damn, those are some massive tits!”

Was it blunt? Yes. Did she want to touch ‘em? Also yes.

[the-smallest-star]

@licentious-sanguinity​ continued x

Gritt took half a step back as Pentious leaned down, amber eyes briefly flicking to the generous bosom in front of him before fixing back on the sinner turned succubi’s face. “Thanks for the heads up, I’ll take my chances.” Gritt prompted as he neatly side stepped the serpent and set off down the street, he just had to walk briskly and stick to populated areas. He’d be out of Pride in no time.

[the-smallest-star]

@licentious-sanguinity x

Blinky stared at the hand but didn’t take it. He did however nod in agreement that he would come along. While Pentious was Honeybear’s friend Blinky didn’t know him very well, so he wasn’t about to take his hand just yet, despite how tired and stressed he was.