Thread: The F***ing Pub (Panakananana and boyo111)

Raoul looked at Lilith then at the three, they looked to be real. Yet in Hell, how much was real? Raoul already doubted muchof what he saw, and had experienced, but in a place of eternal torment when he was being tested he was unsure what this one was about. Lilith was angry and she muttered behind him, impatient as he looked at each of them, the three women were as he remembered them except they were all three naked. No clothing at all, but they sat on the stone chairs looking impassive as if waiting, as he took a step closer the ground before him split and the flaming water seeped up to fill the gap. Choose, an impassive, hard voice spoke from all around him. Looking at all three they were ones that he had feelings for, Faerie was the most recent, but he had lusted after then loved Osmoedus at first. Then as he realized she was looking for a hero to help, and had settled on him, he still had feelings for her. The marriage offer was unique, and unexpected, but now as he looked at the three thought he should have taken that offer. Then he could be with her. Lilith was there, and beside him, almost two sides. The soft, loving, seductive Lilith on the throne, who even while sitting seemed to be doing so in a way that elicited desire. The subtle bend of her knee, the slight gap between her thighs promising more. This was the Lilith he had given in to time and again, and had wanted to more, if not for the presence of Osmodeus who he had more desire for. As Osmoedues appealed more to his noble nature, Lilith was the lusty, vagabond side of him. Raoul had liked that path, though it brought no long term satisfaction, and he had wanted to go down that road again. Faerie was newer, the last of anyone he had met. A desirable enemy who ended up being a self-sacrifice to a larger evil. Thought she was kind, fun, and sexy as well in a wild, free spirit sort of way. Raoul had liked spending time with her and had some dreams where the three of them could be together. All sharing him, and he enjoying the pleasures of the three. Sadly, that was not to be and here he was looking at the one he had spent the least time with, but wanted the most now because he had not had her enough. Choose, the same voice repeated. This time Lilith punched his shoulder and gave him a dirty look, her eyes imploring him to do what he was commanded. Unsure what he was choosing for, he looked at the three and knew what his choice had to be. Only one of them had given him more than he deserved, more than he wanted and all for a higher purpose. As if trying to tap into some side of him that not even Raoul knew of, or wanted to touch, she had brought that out of him and for a moment or two he had done good. Only to have it thrown in his face and he was now here, in Hell, making more of a sacrifice than anyone should ever expect from him. Raoul knew who he would choose of the three if he had to, though it was not a choice he would ever want to make for fear of the others, still, he did it. Osmodeus, he said loudly. The other two thrones cracked and fell away, the bodies of Lilith and Faerie turned to sand and fell away. Behind him he heard a cry, and turning to see Lilith with her wings outstretched with an anger and fire within her he had never seen before. She looked on him with hatred then turned away.