Dis/claimers: I own Lucy.
Joss, Mutant, blah, blah, blah, own CC. I make no claims to her.
Title & Lyrics: 'System
of A Down' own the line, not me. It is from 'DDEVIL'.
The Devil is so lovely,
People feeding frenzy,
Take me down there,
The Devil is so lovely.
Lucy's POV
LaOC XXXIII - DDEVIL
Was that heavy contented sigh mine?
From the feeling of the lips kissing up my
back, I'd say yes.
Not even virgin lips anymore.
Broken in, well trained, Luci-fied lips.
Just the way I like them.
Ex-don't you dare-cuse me, where'd
they go?
'Temporary madness through excessive orgasms.
I have to go.'
I turn over, and sit up.
Am I not the Devil?
Lucifuge Rofocale?
The nasty person who hides under children's
beds?
I think I am.
Then why am I being left unfulfilled?
I'm still damp and needing to be played with.
'Cordelia? What's the rush?'
'Not all of us could buy a small third world
country with the gold from our bathroom faucets. I need to work. It's Monday
and I'm seriously late!'
How ridiculous.
What would I do with a country?
I suppose I could burn it.
I love burning things, especially people.
Anyway.
'I'll pay you if you're worried about the money. Stay
here.'
You could kill people with that look.
Scrummy.
'I'm not for sale, Miss Millionaire. Go down
to Sunset if you want one of those girls.'
Oh.
She thinks I'm calling her a whore.
She's so sweet.
'Ooo--you're all gritty in the morning aren't
you?'
Where is it?
Come on, Miss Chase, you know you want to.
There it is!
Another look that could freeze Hell.
I prop myself up as I watch her getting dressed.
'I didn't get a lot of sleep, Lucy.'
Yes, try and hide that smile.
I know you're in lust with me.
I'm irresistible.
'I'll call you a cab if you insist on leaving.'
I dial up my limo service.
Don't want her getting into some derelicts
cab.
I end the call by throwing the handset across
the room.
Listen to it smash!
I'm so destructive.
'They'll be waiting outside for you. They're
very quick.'
They have to be or I impale them on big sharp
sticks.
'Bit like you in the shower, then.'
'Thank you, Cordelia.'
Sometimes I can't help it.
I think about sex most of the day, so my body
will get a bit excited.
Always nice to be reminded though.
Bitch.
But I lust her for it.
I go back to watching her getting dressed.
Did I make those little finger shaped bruises
on her shoulders?
I think I'm going to cry.
I get people the best gifts, ever.
You can't buy those in the shops.
Ok, sort of depends what shops you go in.
I'm sure you can get them...
'I have to go. Call me.'
She runs out before I can say a word.
I had protesting to do!
Great.
Now what am I meant to do with myself all day?
Hmm...
I suppose I could do that, but it's
much more fun when it's someone else's fingers.
Bored.
Then, she's back.
'I forgot something.'
What's to forget?
She kneels on the bed, grabs my neck and pulls
me in to a sizzling kiss.
I think my toes just curled.
She pushes me back and kisses me passionatley.
Then, just as quickly she breaks off.
'What am I doing? I've got to go.'
She starts to get off me, then looks back and
kisses me again.
I can't blame her.
I find it hard to keep my hands off me, it
must be almost impossible for her.
'Argh. I need to go!'
And with that she really does leave.
I hear the front door slam and I relax in bed.
Finally.
I've found myself a worthy playmate.