"Darling, I've been known to find two inadequate. But that will suffice for now." Ellie smiled slyly. She had been frightened of Belial before she'd met him outside the perilous environment of Hell, but his name was whispered among the succubae like nothing so much as the name of the high school football captain among teenage girls, only with an undercurrent of fear and a lasciviousness to which few cheerleaders ever aspired. It was truly a pity he'd attached himself so tenaciously to the Snob (who could not possibly fathom how he would be envied and held in awe by Ellie's sisters, had they known.) "No skimping on the whipped cream, please. It's my favorite part."
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Date: 2006-09-21 05:14 am (UTC)