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Who: UK!George, Lust
What: Post sex-marathon
When: ...let's say Friday?
Where: George's house in London
Warnings: Talk of sexytimes, at the least

George did not take saintly expectations of chastity as seriously as his brother. Obviously. George still remembered, with guilty fondness, the days when part of the qualification for sainthood had seemingly involved killing large amounts of your enemies. Sainthood was not nearly the moral high ground that people these days made it out to be, was the general point of his meandering thoughts.

All of that being said, however, he was feeling distinctly guilty as he stared at the ceiling of his bedroom and tried to figure out if he could still walk.

"I've done a bad thing," he muttered, to no one in particular. Lust was probably around. Somewhere.

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Look what you've done, Lust

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"Ow," George complained. "So much violence. And I since I can't have sex with you forever-" obviously. He was still exhausted, though he was starting to rouse a bit, "-we might have to figure out what we want beyond that."

Oh don't pin this on her, this is alllll him.

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Lust smacked him again for complaining about the smack and because she liked it rough. Then she made a face like a kid who didn't understand a math problem, "I don't understand.."

Re: Oh don't pin this on her, this is alllll him.

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"Hey, you almost got me in the eye that time," George said, catching her hand. "Our little tryst is going to have consequences, and they'll only get bigger if you try to continue it. That is my point."

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Lust let him keep her hand and narrowed her eyes at him as she watched him silently for a moment, "No.. you said," she imitated his accent, "'we might have to figure out what we want beyond that.'" her voice returned to normal but there was an edge to it, "That doesn't sound like worrying about consequences, Dragonslayer. So why don't you get to the point and say exactly what you mean."

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"Jesus, you're frightening," George observed. "And what I meant was that I don't know what I want, but that all of this is going to have consequences, not the least of which will be Satan being unpleasant and smug."

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She squirmed like a restless child, "Satan is always unpleasant and smug. As far as this is concerned he knew it'd happen as soon as he gave me your address." she took his chin in her hand, "I always get what I want. The question remains for you to 'figure out' what you want. Which really isn't that hard. Either you want to fuck me. Or you don't. What more is there?" she really didn't understand what the problem was.

"Your vagina can't fix everything, Lust."

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"Yes, but I'd also like to maintain a decent work relationship with the other saints, and for my house not be burnt down by one of your siblings, and to not be miserable, and to not be completely undeserving of my status as Saint," George said. "All of which are going to be difficult if I'm on top of you."

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Lust looked bored, "Really? This is you miserable?" she rolled her eyes, "Need I remind you your lesser version fucks my sister."

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"No, I'm not miserable right now at this second, but eventually it will happen. Saints and self-loathing go together like...like Catholics and self-loathing," George said. "And yes, they're dating. They also got tortured by the Devil."

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Lust grinned cutely and put her arms around his neck, "Satan won't torture you, silly. Hating yourself for having sex with me makes him happy." she brought him in closer, "He tortured them because they started dating." she smirked, "Do you want to date me?"

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"I don't think you'd be a very good girlfriend. And I'm completely sure I'd be a bad boyfriend." How was he having this conversation? "And I think Satan would still jump at the chance to torture me because he is Satan."

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Lust made a slight face, "You're.. I was joking. Why are you so twisted?" she shoved him off her to the side, "Satan would torture you if he felt like it whether you were in my bed or not."

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"That's me," George said with a sigh as he flopped back onto the bed. "A deviant to the core."

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Lust moved onto her side and looked down at George, "Do you want to see me again?" she asked softly before leaning in to give him a kiss that had brought about the end of empires and Kings to their knees. Her touch was designed to spin a web of promises in your head but put any weight on it and it'd crash through.

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George gasped, leaning upwards without meaning to. "Yes," he said, his eyes closed, "I think I do."

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Lust let her lips linger close to his, stroking his cheek lightly, "And what about Satan? The other Saints? The consequences?"

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"I said I wanted to see you again, not that I would," George said. He didn't make any particular effort to roll away.

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Lust trailed the side of her fingernail down his cheek and along his throat, "George.. you will be miserable without me.. and with me. But only one of those ways warms your bed." and if the end result was he was going to hate himself, why not enjoy the ride to the destination.

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"Like I said before, maybe you don't know me as well as you think you do," he said. They were still dangerously close to each other, lips almost brushing whenever one of them spoke.

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"Mm, you did say it before. I believe it was right before you said you would absolutely not have sex with me." her hand snaked down and squeezed his inner thigh as she whispered, "How's that working out for you?"

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"From where I'm laying? Extremely well." George leaned up, intending to kiss her, and quite suddenly she wasn't there.

George sat up, confused, wondering if she'd rolled off of him and onto the floor for some reason. But she was nowhere to be found at all. It took him a moment to understand what had happened. She'd been here for weeks, and apparently not even mind-blowing sex could break the rules that immortals lived by.

"Are you fucking serious?" George said, collapsing back onto the bed with a sigh. Lust was back in America now, hopefully somewhere private considering she'd been stark naked. Well, perhaps this was a good thing. It would keep him from making bad choices. More bad choices. He needed food.

Wait. He needed sleep. Then food.