"155, Lucifer asks for you to come,"
Haborym told the lady in a revealing wine red dress, although in her duties she isn't yet done.
She eventually smiles at the other slaves,
and gave them back the unwashed pots and plates,
She moves towards where Haborym is leading her,
"My, my, I almost forgot about Lord Lucifer."
Haborym didn't get the humor behind it,
And stopped for a moment, scaring her a bit.
"What I meant is that...I didn't expect he'd call me to relieve his 'stress',
After so many years, you'd be surprised, won't you?" She nervously says.
Haborym lets it slide, and continued to walk,
As 155 sighs, he barely even talks.
"I was almost used to the kitchen duties,
It's been a year, I wonder why he asked for me."
"The Master is currently needing some entertainment,
He can't perform some torture measures so this procedure would be best."
"Geez, you're making it sound complicated,
Just say we're going to have s*x,"
Haborym sighs, "You're really the confident kind,
Although saying such things, I can't put to mind,"
"Pff, it's just weirding me out that you're always so proper,
I mean it's good, but do demons really need manners?"
"Did you washed yourself already?"
"I asked you a question, but you kept dodging me,"
The demon looked at her coldly, as he puts down his cape,
Revealing his serious expression, and his threatening glare.
The dark hallway failed to hide half his face,
Sharp and dark looking eyes, and that soulless stare.
Rather than feel afraid, 155 smiles teasingly,
"Whoah, you dyed your hair blue? It did blended nicely."
Haborym sighs as he grips her hand tightly,
"Did you forget I'm Lucifer's concubine?! For goodness sake! Be gentle with me!"
"You are a concubine, and I, someone far greater,
So just shut up, and look at me as if I'm your Master."
155 refrained from talking any further,
As the demon kept on holding tighter.
But while on their way, Haborym heard a loud sound.
155 was starving, so it turned out.
"Oh, would you look at that,
I forgot to eat, I guess we had to go back,"
155 said in an embarrassed tone,
But Haborym didn't let go.
"We're going to my room,"
155 felt her cheeks reddened as soon.
She felt uncomfortable, having only slept with Lucifer all her years,
"Oi, but Lucifer hated sharing me,
didn't he made it clear?"
"What?" Haborym was in disbelief,
"I will not do that to my master! I will simply give you something to eat!"
Further embarrassed, 155 buried her face with her free hand,
Haborym chuckles to himself, "You're truly an interesting one."
They went to his room, after a few turns,
He opened it, and it smelled so old.
It was lit by circlic balls, making the room appear blue,
As 155 wondered, how this place can store food.
"What are you going to feed me? Potions?"
155 said, as she tried to make herself at home.
She saw that the room was smaller for a duke,
One bed, a large table, and a shelf full of books.
"You need an upgrade,"
"I don't. It's perfect."
"You're a duke for goodness sake,"
"I have a bigger room back in hell."
155 didn't reply, distracted by all the books she can find.
"Ah, I want to read them all so badly," "Grab one, I don't mind."
Haborym lazily replies,
As he mix some sort of foreign substances in with gloved hands.
"Really?? Ah, you're very kind today!
Well, not like I meet you everyday."
"I guess you deserve it after all your hard work,
Just make sure the pages won't end up broke.
Here, drink this for now,
It will satisfy your hunger, for a couple hours."
155 looked at the foreign liquid in disguist,
"Are you sure this is edible?" "Just have some trust."
She drinks it quickly, and like he said,
She no longer felt hungry, "Woah, I'm not dead."
"Now, hurry up and shower over there,"
Haborym pointed the bathroom, as he looks for something she could wear.
155 happily moves on, as Haborym found something that could work as her clothes,
He dragged a piece of fabric, and sew them quickly on his own.
He heard her yell, surprised by the cold water,
As Haborym to himself, begin to chuckle.
"It's pretty obvious now, you barely shower,"
"It's not like you're any better."
"I do shower missy, everyday at that,"
"Well, at least you're not spending time cleaning and brushing pots!"
Her voice was muffled, but Haborym heard her clearly,
"Well, at least you're not risking your life, fending the enemy."
155 soon finishes, after what seemed like half an hour,
Haborym closed his eyes, as he points the clothes prepared for her.
The ash brown haired woman, rushed to get it,
But was a bit disappointed, since it's still too revealing for her taste.
"It looks like a last minute project,"
"Well, you're going to get it off you, anyways,"
"Tsk, respect me a little, I'm one of Lucifer's favorites,"
"I really don't care, one bit."
"Hm, this dress is too much,
How do you even wear such?"
Haborym opens his eyes,
Taking the still naked woman by surprise.
She hides her parts using his pillows,
But Haborym looked unfazed however.
"You've always been the unemotionless weirdo,"
"Just come here quickly, so I can fix it for you."
"Then you'd see me on my most vulnerable!"
"I don't care, just come here so it will be all over."
155 sighs and grabs the dress he've sewn,
"Just do it quickly, and don't stare lower or snoop!"
"Like I said, I don't care. Just be quiet, will you?"
Haborym says, as he fixes the ribbons.
Haborym saw some cuts on her back, and wondered where she got them,
When he touched the scarring parts, 155 felt shocked, "Hey! You got a problem?!"
Haborym didn't reply, and kept observing her wounds,
"Lord Lucifer will be mad, if these injuries he knew,"
"Tsk, the higher up maids just like hurting me, you know?
Just because they know my skin is as flawless as snow,"
(You're painfully as narcissistic as Lord Lucifer,
You two make a pretty good and annoying couple.)
Haborym only nods in agreement,
As he spreads something on her skin,
"Hey, is that ointment?"
"M-m." Haborym says, focused on his work,
As 155 sighs again, because of his lack of words.
"No wonder you got no wife,"
"I don't care. I'm contented with my life."
"How cold, and boring you are,"
"You may have forgotten, I'm a demon that can kill you with one swipe."
"Your threats are empty, we've known each other for years,"
"And still, you haven't matured one bit."
"Hey, since you trapped my soul into that locket thingy,
I've never aged," "But what does that have to do with maturity?"
155 quiets down in defeat,
As Haborym finished, "Now let's proceed."
155 looks at the mirror and felt disgusted,
"Your sewing skills, is definitely a mess."
"Stop criticizing my work,
Just be thankful it's no filthy clothe,
Now keep going, Lord Lucifer is waiting,"
"Fine, I'm going, okay? It just feels like I'm wearing nothing."
Haborym kept pulling her, knowing she's kinda slow,
As 155 kept shivering, her dress kept getting low.
(This dress. I curse this forever.)
Until they stop. Directly on the door of Lucifer.
Haborym knocked three times,
And it opened, as quickly, now stood before them was the king of Pride.
Lucifer sees her, and smiles in delight,
"How wonderful, my toy had finally arrived."
He pulls 155 quickly to his side,
As he looked at Haborym, who still had those same lifeless eyes,
"But may I ask why it took a long time?"
"She was hungry, and needed some clothes to change into,"
Lucifer sighs.
"I love the clothes, it's easier to rip,"
As Haborym smiles at 155, in a way she knew was a tease.
She wasn't able to insult him, as Lucifer loved his creation,
So Lucifer thanks Haborym nonetheless, as he closes the door to start the session.
The demon of pride pours some wine,
As 155 sits, and suddenly asks 'why',
The demon looks at her, "What do you mean?"
"Why me of all concubines? When I thought you forgot me."
"I didn't. And what made you ask that?
I have the rights to summon you whenever I want.
Besides, I missed your sharp tongue and teasings,
And tonight, I feel like everything's a bit depressing."
"Yeah, right. What do you want to do now?"
"Are you stupid? Do I need to teach you how?
I doubt you forget them, and-"
"That's not what I meant."
Lucifer looked confused,
and looked at her face unamused.
"What?"
"What do you want to do now?"
"I want to have fun with you,"
"And after that, what would you do?"
Lucifer thinks for a while,
As he hands her a glass of wine.
"I want...to keep pestering those angels,"
"Damn, you never did change."
Lucifer frowns and sits beside her.
"It's not like I can aim for something much better."
"Heh, I told you before, you'd feel depressed as ever,
But you laughed at me, now look at you, you look older."
Lucifer buries his head on her shoulder,
As he plays with her frail and small fingers.
"Entertain me for now, I want to forget my burdens."
"Tsk, alright you little god, come play with me."
Before Lucifer can even remove her clothes,
Someone knocked three times on his door,
He felt pissed and yelled at whoever the person was, to leave,
Until Satan's voice was heard, and Lucifer was obliged to see.
"Curse your name still, Satan! I was about to start!"
"Well, sorry for the interruption, but I'm discussing a thought!"
"Do you have any idea how long I prepared for her to arrive?"
"Whoah, so you'd rather have fun than hear out my mind?"
The two began to bicker, as 155 watches, entertained,
Seeing two powerful demons fight like children, will always have her amazed.
"You guys, maybe you should just discuss this, I'd come back tomorrow."
"Yes! That's right!" "No, you don't!"
155 laughs as Lucifer complains to Satan,
"Lord Lucifer! Your lust can wait another time!"
"You don't know what it feels like, you demon!
This businness of ours, can wait tomorrow!"