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"Bye, have a nice weekend, see you on Monday!" your colleague said before she left the office where you worked.
It was Friday afternoon and yet another work week was about to end. You were about to finish your tasks for the week and then head home to a nice, quiet and relaxing evening by yourself in your apartment. You hade been single for a couple of years and didn´t mind at all living by yourself even if you sometimes missed being in a relationship with someone.
Even though you enjoyed your job as an office assistant you sometimes dreamed about working somewhere else in the world, where the climate was a little bit warmer than in Sweden where you always had lived. Forcing yourself to get out of your day dreaming, you logged out of your computer, put it in your bag and turned off the reading lamp on your desk. You grabbed your bag, took the empty coffee cup and walked over to the small office kitchen to put the cup in the dishwasher.
After saying goodbye to the few colleagues that were still at their desks working, you exited the building and started walking down the street and to the train station.
You lived only a 15-minute train ride from work which was very convenient. It was rush hour and the train was jam-packed with people eager to get home and since it was August, the air was moist and sticky and you couldn´t wait to get out in the fresh air. After exiting the train, all sweaty, you stopped by at the local grocery store to pick up something to eat for dinner. It wasn´t hard at all to decide what to eat - you usually ate cheese and some truffle salami, olives and bread (accompanied by a glass of red wine) on Fridays since you usually weren´t up to cooking after a week´s work.
When you got home, you put your groceries in the fridge and decided to take a shower and freshen up. You did so and afterwards you put on a pair of fresh pair of black leggings and matching t-shirt. Since you weren´t hungry yet, you jumped into you comfy couch and started scrolling on you phone, reading some text messages that a friend hade sent you earlier that day. She asked if you were up to taking a walk the next day which you were, and then you made plans to meet up at a local coffee shop that was you regular meeting point. Then you must have fallen asleep because you woke up abruptly when you got a text message from the same friend, wishing you a nice evening.
It was time for dinner and you opened a bottle of wine and placed cheeses, salami, olives and bread on a plate together with a napkin and proceeded to you living room. You turned the TV on, watched whatever stupid game show that was on, sipping wine and ate big chunks of the Taleggio cheese, one of your favourites.
You remembered the day dreaming that you slid into earlier that day, about working somewhere else in the world. In Sweden, the weather in August was usually really pleasant and you wouldn't mind being able to wear summer dresses all year round. But that wasn´t possible if you stayed in Sweden. You took a big gulp of wine and an ever bigger chunk of foccachia bred, and just for fun you opened the LinkedIn app on you phone.
Ok, countries with warmer climate, not too far from Sweden, you thought when you filled out the search criteria. You randomly picked Spain, Italy, Portugal and Greece, and hit Search.
It resulted in a long list of work positions, mostly jobs in sales which was not what you were looking for. After scrolling through numerous of pages you were almost about to close the app, when you read "Administrative assistant at the Satanic Ministry´s office in Rome". What on earth is this, you thought, clicking on the link. You hade been to Rome a couple of times and you had loved it, but Satanic, you didn´t know that such ministries even existed.
The ad read:
"The Satanic Ministry in Rome, Italy, is expanding and we are now recruiting an administrative assistant to the manager/Frater Imperator. Daily tasks are managing Frater Imperator´s calendar, coordinate meetings, make travel arrangements. You must have good computer skills and be able to travel 1-2 times a month."
Nothing more, just an e-mail address; [email protected]
You laughed and almost spat out some truffle salami when you read the e-mail address. Was this even a real job or just a fake job ad? Very strange, you thought. Then you saved the ad just for fun, put you phone down and continued your beloved Friday dinner.
The next day you woke up around 9 after a pretty good nights sleep. It had rained during the night and the air in your bedroom felt fresh and cool, flowing in through the open bedroom window.
Standard Saturday breakfast was a double espresso, hard boiled eggs and a bowl of yoghurt. You enjoyed your breakfast on your small balcony in the morning sun.
Then there was an unfamiliar sound coming from your phone and you checked it and it was LinkedIn telling you that the job ad you have saved expires tomorrow. You had completely forgotten about that satanic thing and laughed to yourself before putting down you phone.
Saturday walks with your friend was something you both always looked forward to - catching up about you lives, discussing everything and nothing and of course, laughing quite a lot.
You also talked about work which reminded you of the peculiar satanic job ad and of course you showed your friend the ad.
"What?!!" she blurted out, "that sounds like something from the Ghost lore!" She laughed and looked at the ad again.
"The Ghost what?" you said, looking at her, confused.
"Ghost, the band you know? They have a bunch of characters and stuff and, they´re actually from Sweden!" she explained.
You vaguely knew about the band and you both debated whether the job ad was some odd promo for a new album, but on LinkedIn? It made no sense. It ended up with you stating that you were applying for the job, cause why not? You both laughed but in your mind you really hoped that the whole thing was for real.
Later that day, back in your apartment, you made yourself an espresso and opened your laptop to have a look at your resume. It looked pretty good and was up to date so you opened up LinkedIn to once again read the strange ad. You felt kind of excited and anticipative without really understanding why. This whole thing was just probably some kind of weird joke. Anyway, what harm would it do to apply? You took a sip of your strong espresso, opened up you e-mail and attached you resume. "Dear Mrs. Psaltarian" you wrote, "I am writing to applying for the position as administrative assistant at your ministry, as recently advertised on LinkedIn". You also added some information about yourself and after taking a deep breath you clicked Send.
Then you texted you friend telling her that you had applied for the job. She wrote back "you´re crazy!" followed by a couple of matching emojis.
The following days you were, to put it mildly, kind of obsessed with checking your e-mail for a response from that weird ministry. But nothing came, to your great disappointment. So you decided to just forget about it, or at least try to. But then, an early Monday morning when you were on the train on your way to work, an e-mail from Marika Psaltarian popped up and you hissed and giggled in anticipation. Quickly, you opened the e-mail and read:
"Dear y/n, we thank you for your application and wish to invite you to a digital job interview via Doom. Is Wednesday the 14th at 9.30 am suitable for you? If so, you will meet with myself and Frater Imperator. Please see Doom link below. Sincerely yours, Marika Psaltarian."
You read the e-mail several times trying to wrap your head around this whole situation. Okay, you thought, an interview, interesting, but what is Doom? Maybe she misspelled and meant Zoom?
When you reached work, you closed the door to your office and made a phone call to your friend, who were the only one of your friends who knew about your job application.
"Guess who has an interview with Satan!" you said, laughing.
"Oh my god, are you serious??" she almost screamed. "How? When?"
"On Doom" you replied, "but they must have meant Zoom haha, on Wednesday this week!"
You talked for a little while before hanging up. The rest of the day you were in meetings but could hardly focus on anything else than your upcoming interview.
Finally Wednesday came and you chose to work from home in the morning because of the interview. You woke up early, somewhat anxious yet very excited. You managed to eat some breakfast before putting on some make up and doing your hair up with a clip before getting yourself dressed. A silky light blue blouse and small golden rings in your ears became your look for the interview.
With your laptop on the kitchen table, you sat down, ready for the meeting. At 9.29 you clicked on the Doom link and just seconds later, and to your surprise, you were in the meeting, greeted by Maria Psaltarian. Marika looked very composed and strict, wearing a navy blue jacket, hair tied back and wearing glasses. On her lapel of the jacket you saw something that looked like a... crucifix hanging upside down?
"Good morning y/n, so good to see you and thank you for letting us meet with you in such short notice!" Marika said. "Frater Imperator will join us shortly, he had some technical issues with his computer", she continued.
You proceeded with some small talk while waiting for Frater Imperator to join and after a few minutes the screen split into three and muffled sounds came through and you saw a black jacket with red jewels and a chain shaped as a "V" hanging between them.
"Heh, hello everyone, can you hear me? Heh?" It was Frater Imperator and you swallowed your laughter as you realised that he didn´t see that his camera was angled wrong.
"Cardi, we can´t see your face, adjust your camera" Marika commanded him.
Cardi, you thought, what a strange but cute name.
"Heh, okie dokie, heh, let me see" he babbled nervously. Suddenly his part of the screen went black and you heard him letting out some angry words in Italian and Marika let out an audible sigh. You bit your tongue to stop yourself from laughing. Then his camera was on again and angled towards his face.
"Finally", Marika sighed, annoyed.
Now that you could see Frater Imperator´s face you were quite astonished by how good he looked. The first thing you noticed was that he had some kind of make up, or face paint, applied. Black paint around both of his eyes (like a panda you thought and you had to, once again, stifle your laughter) and his top lip had a black line painted along it. But, it suited him very well. His hair was greyish and thick, combed back and you could tell this was probably a vain man. You noticed that his eyes were mismatched, his right one was green and the left one was, white? You got the impression that he smelled good as well, probably some expensive cologne and high quality hair products...but now you had to focus on listening and answering their questions.
Marika did most of the talking while Frater Imperator added some comments and "heh:s" here and there, slightly nervous with his eyes flickering and occasional outbursts of unclear sounds. You answered all of their questions and by the end of the interview you had gotten a pretty good picture of what the job was about - being Frater Imperator´s assistant in his daily work at the ministry, keeping documents in order, making sure he showed up to his meetings, planning his travels (and also accompanying his travels) and so on.
And your friend was right about the Ghost thing - the band was a part of the ministry´s function, but Marika only mentioned that briefly since the assistant´s role was focused on Frater Imperator and his job.
The meeting came to its ending and you were intrigued to say the least. When you said goodbye, Marika nodded politely while Frater Imperator waved enthusiastically, leaning close towards the camera. You thanked them, said goodbye with a polite smile and left the meeting.
Afterwards you were a little exhausted but very excited, and surprised that it really had happened. They promised to get back to you soon and you already knew that you really wanted this job. It seemed, different, and it was in Rome and that Frater guy seemed nice, cute but also kind of lost, in need of a guiding hand in his work life. Marika felt strict but she probably needed to be.
You spent the rest of the day at the office, trying to get some work done and of course you talked with your friend on the phone, telling everything about the interview.
When you got home late in the afternoon, you were a mess, feeling tired, excited, nervous, impatient and started pacing back and forth in your apartment. You had been sweating nervously during the whole day and decided to take a shower. After a refreshing shower you poured yourself a glass of wine and sunk down in your cosy couch, TV on and phone on the coffee table in front of you. Your phone suddenly buzzed, you checked it immediately and you hade received an e-mail from Marika Psaltarian! With a racing heart you opened the e-mail and read:
"Dear y/n, thank you for meeting with us today in such short notice. It was a pleasure talking to you and learning more about you and getting to know you. Me and Frater Imperator are very impressed with your professional background and skills and have decided that we want you to come work with us at the ministry here in Rome. Please let us know, as soon as possible, whether you wish to accept this job offer or not. If you do so, we will talk more about all the details.
Sincerely yours, Marika Psaltarian"
"Whaaaaaaaaaat" you yelled out, almost choking on your wine, reading the message at least ten more times before calling you friend and telling her the news. You talked for almost two hours and right after you hung up, another e-mail came from Marika, she had sent links with more information about the ministry. The ministry had their own, poorly designed, website where you looked around and found out that there were about 20 employees at the ministry and that all of them actually live in their own apartments at the ministry. Interesting you thought, but why not, it´s probably very convenient and maybe also a kind of lifestyle.
There were photos of all the employees including Frater Imperator. He looked really confident on the photo, standing in front of a wooden desk in a black suit with the same red jewels and the chain that he wore during the interview. You zoomed in to have closer look and he looked so handsome. You noticed he wore black leather gloves and you weren´t sure if he wore them during the interview as well. Could he have a germ phobia, you wondered.
On the website you also read about the ministry´s values and policies. You raised your eyebrows as you learned that they encourage "consent, carnal pleasures, desire and lust". You were even more intrigued after reading those words.
When you spoke to your friend (you told her about the carnal pleasures policy of course) telling her that you were really into the idea of starting to work there and that you intended to accept their job offer the next day. It had all happened so fast but you had the feeling that it was so right for you. Tired but happy, you went to bed and after fantasizing about Italy for a while, you fell asleep.
The next day you woke up to your alarm, as usual, and it took you only a few seconds to recall that you had a job offer waiting for you, a job offer in Rome at a satanic ministry of all places. Smiling at the thought, you grabbed your phone to read the e-mail from the ministry once again, to make sure this wasn´t just a weird dream. As you sat up in your bed, you started writing an e-mail on your phone, letting the ministry know that you gladly accepted their job offer. After sending it, you literally jumped out of bed to start your day, happier than ever.
The weeks went by and the time for your move to Rome had come. You had a three-month probationary period at the ministry and in mid September you were to start you new job. The ministry hade been very helpful with all travel arrangements and other details that had to be settled. The flight went smoothly and when you arrived at the airport in Rome you were greeted by the lovely and easy going Mario, who was the ministry´s concierge and mood manager.
Mario helped you with all your luggage while chatting about this and that and you felt really comfortable in his presence. Mario drove you comfortably in the ministry´s fancy car, telling you that today you were to get yourself installed in your ministry apartment and in the evening there was Friday dinner as it was called, in the ministry ballroom. Every other Friday, the whole ministry gathered to have dinner together which sounded like a nice tradiiton, you thought. You felt both nervous and excited about this new situation and looked forward to everything that was coming.
When you made it to the apartment building, just across the street from the ministry, a handsome, kind of slender man came up to you.
"Well hello there beautiful, you must be y/n, welcome to the satanic ministry. I am Terzo" he said with an Italian and kind of charming accent, giving you a piercing look as he lightly took your hand (and he had white gloves on, what´s up with this place and gloves, you wondered) and placed a chaste kiss on the back of it.
"Th-thank you", you said as you studied his face. He wore face paint, but much more of it than Frater Imperator did. Black paint around his eyes, on his cheeks and nose, on a white base. Raven black hair combed back and similar mismatched eyes as Frater Imperator had. He was undeniably an attractive man.
"I will see you later tonight, hopefully" he said in a lower voice as he gave you a wink. Then he turned around and started walking towards the ministry with a confident strut.
It all went so fast and Mario noticed you were caught off guard by Terzo´s sudden approach.
"You´ll get to know him, he is kind of straight forward and flirty but has a kind heart", he said before unlocking the entrance to the apartment building.
After making sure you and your luggage was properly installed in your apartment, Mario gave you the details about the upcoming dinner and asked you to be ready to be picked up at 7 pm. You thanked him for his excellent assistance and closed the door as he walked away. Three big suitcases sat in the hallway and you started unpacking some of your clothes and toiletries. You picked out a black, knee-length, kind of tight, and short-sleeved dress and a pair simple black pumps to wear to dinner later.
You were a little tired and dusty after the flight so you took a shower that made you feel energized and now you really looked forward to meeting your new colleagues, including Frater Imperator of course, and maybe also this charming Terzo guy.
Your friend at home had knowingly suggested you make a move on your handsome boss based on the carnal pleasures policy because of the, as she called it, tragic fact that you hadn´t gotten laid for almost nine months, but you just laughed at her silly idea. After finishing the call you turned on the TV and started applying make up. In one hour, Mario would come to pick you up for dinner.
A knock on your door and you almost tripped when rushing in your high heels to open, excited.
"Good evening, ready for dinner?" Mario said with a smile giving you a hug.
"Hi there" you replied and noticed another man standing next to Mario.
"Oh, this is Sam, my husband, he also works at the ministry".
Sam stepped forward to say hi and he gave you a welcoming hug.
The three of you exited the apartment building and while chatting about how hungry you all were, you started walking the short distance to the ministry, where dinner was held. Both Mario and Sam were easy-going and chatty and you enjoyed their company, feeling safe in their presence.
As you came closer to the ministry, you could see the ministry´s ballroom with its tall, majestic, gates open, welcoming all the other dinner guests. After stepping inside you saw five round dining tables, all set with plates, wine glasses, cutlery, bread baskets, lit, black candles in silver candelabras and vases with black, fresh flowers, what kind of flower you could not tell. Everything beautifully arranged and there was a scent of perfume in the large room. There was a bar alongside the big windows facing the street and people were standing in groups, chatting and having cocktails. You wondered how many people that were in the room.
"Almost 30 guests here tonight" Sam explained as if I had read your mind. "Papas, cardinals and employees of the ministry, mostly".
Sam, who hade made his way to the bar, came back with three drinks in his hands.
"Here, drink this, you´ll need it" he said with a little laugh.
You thanked him, this was exactly what you needed. It was a strong gin and tonic and you took some big gulps of the cold drink, feeling calmer instantly.
You just stood there, taking in the room, and the drink, when a microphone was turned on with a squeak and someone announced with a sharp voice:
"Good evening and welcome! Please have a seat, everyone, look for you name on the seating map, please".
"That was Marika Psaltarian" Mario whispered to you "she reeeeally needs to get laid" he said giggling.
You burst out in laughter and then you walked up to the seating map to look for your names.
After finding your table (you and Mario were seated at the same table, thankfully) you sat down next to Mario. You had almost finished your drink, looking around as the other guests found their places. You were an easy going, social person who could talk to almost everyone but this unusual situation made you more reserved, even if the drink hade eased everything up a little, of course.
Mario, who sat on your left side suddenly whispered to you:
"Here comes Frater!"
You twitched and looked to you right to see Frater Imperator getting closer. You got up from your chair, smoothed out your dress and smiled.
"Good evening y/n, welcome!" he said with a shy smile, opening up his arms to hug you.
"Oh, a hug" you thought as he suddenly changed his mind while making some unclear sounds and huffs, and greeted you with a handshake instead. Black gloves on and even if the handshake was quick, you felt how soft the leather felt against you hand.
"Good evening" you responded "so good to meet you in person, Frater Imperator"
"My pleasure, dear" he said, eyes flickering "but call me Copia, everyone here calls me that"
"Absolutely, Copia" you said with a smile.
Copia, what an odd name, you thought.
Copia was slightly taller than you, his face paint looked freshly applied and he wore the same black jacket and jewels as he did on the Doom meeting. He wore black suit pants and black leather shoes with discrete buckles. He looked handsome and put together and as you both sat down you felt a whiff of his cologne which had bergamott and sandalwood notes.
You were six people around the table and Copia introduced you to the three that just hade joined. It was Marika Psaltarian, a really old pope-looking guy named Primo, and, to your unadulterated joy, Terzo.
Generous amounts of red wine was poured into the glasses and plates with beat salads for starters were placed in front of you.
Conversation was light and there was a fun, light-hearted atmosphere around your table. You felt comfortable and made jokes and you noticed that Marika was kind of stiff, not smiling a lot but on the other hand all the other ones seemed to have fun, even the Primo guy. Especially Copia and Terzo who both really seemed to enjoy your presence, both of them smiling at you every now and then, Copia in a shy manner and Terzo in a, well, unhinged kind of manner.
Copia, who acted somewhat nervous and fidgety at the beginning of the evening, eased up after some wine and Terzo, was he flirting with you or was it just the way he acted in general? Your eyes were involuntarily drawn to him, and you blushed when realizing it, which he of course noticed. He was a handsome man, he knew it and so did you. The wine made you feel a little bit blurry and suddenly you got to think about the carnal pleasure thing that the ministry encouraged. You felt a warm wave in your core just thinking about it combined with Terzo and the way he looked at you across the table.
Despite the fact that you´ve only been in this new environment, and new country as well, for only a few hours, you felt that you could trust Mario as you leaned towards him whispering:
"This Terzo guy, he is flirting with me, right?"
"Hell yes!" Mario whispered back "I think everyone have noticed it, including Primo" he giggled.
"Terzo is really hot! What would happen if I made a move on him? Theoretically of course and in accordance with the carnal pleasure policy" you laughed.
"He´d gladly fuck you if that´s what you´re implying" Mario answered.
You laughed out loud and noticed that Terzos eyes now were fixed on you and he smiled like he knew what you and Mario were whispering and laughing about.
"No!" you blurted out as quietly as you could "I mean what will the ministry think if a new employee made a move on someone the first day of their employment?"
"They would probably think you´re adjusting well to your new situation" Mario replied with a smirk. "And I see nothing wrong with that."
When you had finished the main course, an exquisite tenderloin was served and along with it, a second rather big glass of wine. You excused yourself to go to the restroom but you also needed to stretch your legs after sitting down for a while.
You found an empty stall and locked the door, did what you needed to do, unlocked and stepped out to the sink to wash your hands. You took a look at yourself in the mirror to make sure hair and make up looked good, re-applied some red lipstick and then you closed your clutch bag and started making your way back to the ballroom.
"Hi there" a deep and raspy voice said. "Enjoying your first evening at the ministry?"
You turned around and there was Terzo. He had his hands in his pant pockets, smiling, looking you up and down, rising his eyebrows slightly, signalling that he liked what he saw.
"Oh hi, I didn´t see you there" you said, surprised, heart beating a little faster. "I´m having a really good time, thank you for asking. Are you enjoying the evening?" you asked, taking a step closer to him. Oh lord, he is hot, you thought as you got a closer look at him.
"Glad you are enjoying yourself, beautiful" he said in a flirty tone. "I am good, thank you, but I think the evening could get even better, you know". He stepped closer to you to, cupped you cheek in his gloved hand and gave you a small kiss on your chin.
"Oh, they are serving desserts now, let´s go back in", he said as he lightly put his hand on the small of your back, guiding you back to the table.
The little kiss surprised you and it also made you blush and feel a warm sensation in your core. His hand on your back made you even warmer inside and as you walked back your head was spinning. What did he mean when he said that the evening will get even better? You weren´t stupid, but still, and you knew you had to tell Mario which you did as soon as you sat down on the chair next to him.
"He wants to fuck you of course! Do you want to fuck him?" Mario said bluntly in a low voice after you told him about Terzo´s comment, and the little kiss.
"Ehmmm, I guess I do" you answered, smiling.
"I´ve heard he´s really good at was he´s doing, he´s dominant and loves taking good care of women, and men, if you know what I mean" Mario said with a sly smile.
"Ooo-kay, good to know" you said, almost spurting out the delicious vanilla pannacotta you were eating. Your eyes were drawn to Terzo who gazed at you with an amused look on his face. You blushed and served yourself more wine.
The evening proceeded, everyone in the room seemed to be in a very good mood. Marika had left the table early, calling it a night. According to Mario, Marika wasn´t into these social events but she had to attend, as it was part of her job.
Copia seemed quite relaxed during dinner but he appeared to be a somewhat shy man and Mario told you that it takes some time before Copia loosens up around new people and that he sometimes acts nervous around women. You hadn´t talked much to Copia during dinner, you started some conversations but he only gave short and polite answers and honestly, Terzo´s flirting distracted you gravely. And you loved it.
Before all your new coworkers in the room left, one by one came by where you were seated to greet and welcome you to the ministry. You felt welcome and it made you happy and content.
Some went home and some placed themselves at the bar to have drinks before calling it a night.
Copia excused himself and before he left he turned to you and expressed how happy he was to have you here as a part of the satanic family, as he called it.
“Tomorrow, brunch will be served here at noon, please join if you wish so” he said with a shy but friendly smile.
“Sounds good” you replied “thank you for tonight and see you tomorrow then”.
Copia then gave you an awkward hug before saying good night and excusing himself.
Primo had fallen asleep at the table and one of the waiters carefully woke him up and escorted him out of the building, Primo was cursing in Italian, apparently upset about being woken up from his nice table nap.
Mario hade reunited with Sam and you chatted with them for a while.
“I´m going to see if Terzo wants to have drink” you said giggling, to them. You saw Terzo talking to someone at the bar and you didn´t want to miss this opportunity to chat some more with him, and maybe do more than just talk... The thought of that gave you goosebumps all over your body.
“He most likely wants to do all kinds of things with you” Sam said excitedly “he´s been checking you out the whole evening, he is on fire tonight!”
“He is always on fire!” Mario said laughing hysterically. “Promise you report back to us tomorrow over brunch”
You promised and then you said goodnight to Mario and Sam.
You made a quick visit to the restroom putting on more lipstick and making sure you looked presentable. Then you took a deep breath and walked through the ballroom, pretty confident (thanks to the wine) yet nervous and giggly, to the bar where Terzo now sat by himself, sipping on a glass of red wine staring out the window. He was the only one sitting there and as you got closer you cleared your voice and said with a flirty tone:
“Well good evening Sir, you want some company?” as you took a seat on the bar stool opposite to him.
“Hello cara, I missed you!”. He smiled and looked at you intensely, his eyes glanced on your lips for a couple of seconds before returning to your eyes “would you like glass of Pinot noir?”
“I´d love that” you replied. You were a little tipsy and one more glass of wine suited you perfectly.
He talked to the bartender and you took the opportunity to take a closer look at Terzo. He had a black suit with a fitted jacket and pretty tight pants matched with a plain, but expensive looking white shirt, white gloves and black, shiny leather shoes with buckles and white spats. In your tipsy state you couldn´t resist taking a quick glance between his spread legs and those tight pants of his did not leave much to the imagination. He was a richly endowed man, from what you could see. You blushed and fought back a giggle and in the same second Terzo turned to you with a glass of Pinot noir. Ooops, did he see your lustful gaze at his crotch, you wondered.
“Cheers beautiful, welcome to the ministry” he said rising his glass.
“Cheers Terzo, thank you” you replied and then you both took a sip of wine. It tasted really good, it was a lighter wine than the one you had at dinner.
“So” he continued “did you like it?”
Did he mean the wine or his cock? He probably saw your sneaky glance at his crotch. He seemed to be that kind of guy who notices everything. You let a small giggle out.
“Yeah, I really liked it” you replied with a mischievous tone.
“Good” he said with a smirk.
You talked about all kinds of stuff, laughed, flirted and drank some more wine. Soft music played in the background and created an almost surreal atmosphere in the room. You wished this evening would never end, you had a really nice and fun time with him and every time he looked at you, you felt a heat wave through your body and when your knees touched you had to brace yourself from throwing youself at him.
Then Terzo moved his bar stool a little bit closer to you and he put his gloved hand on you thigh, giving your leg a light stroke making you shiver and automatically squeeze you thighs together. Since he noticed everything, he probably saw that as well. Damn, you really wanted this man so bad and you were a little surprised he hadn´t made any more moves yet. So, you decided you had to take action yourself.
Leaning slightly forward, you put your hand on his thigh and met his now lustful eyes. Suddenly Terzo grabbed your waist and pulled you off the bar stool and the next second you found yourself standing between his spread thighs, your face close to his and you instinctively put your arms around his neck.
He smelled so good and you felt his warm breath on your face. Terzo gave your chin a light stroke and he tilted his head slightly.
“May I kiss you, beautiful?” he asked, voice low and it made you shiver in anticipation.
“Yes, please”
Terzo licked his lips and pulled you closer and as your lips met you sighed in delight. He moved his lips over yours before giving your bottom lip small pecks and licks while his hands slowly moved up and down on your back. You opened up your lips even more and you tongues met and the kiss deepened. It was a wet and hot kiss and both you and Terzo moaned a little and with one hand you grabbed hold of his thick, soft hair and the other hand had a firm grip on the lapel of his jacket. It all felt so good and your heart beat even faster as you felt Terzo´s hands sliding down to your ass.
Terzo withdrew from the kiss, his lips had stains from you red lipstick and he pressed you against his hard cock and you both hissed at the sensation.
“I think we should go somewhere more private, so I can take care of you properly, if you are alright with that, cara” he said with a low, lustful voice as he kissed your neck lightly. You shivered, nodding.
“Good idea” you mumbled. This man was something else and you hoped that his words weren´t just empty words. The wine, the talking and the flirting had gotten you really pent up and you really needed him now.
Terzo took your hand and escorted you across the ballroom and in to a dusky, dimly lit corridor. Excitement was building even more in you and he stopped to gently press you against the stone wall and kiss you. With one hand cupped on your chin and the other tentatively grazing your mound through the fabric of your dress, he kissed you deep and passionately. You melted into the kiss and grabbed his firm ass as his fingers found your most sensitive spot. You were so wet and riled up now and you could feel his cock pressing against your thigh.
“I can´t wait to have you” he mumbled between the kisses.
“Mmm” you replied “you are delicious, Sir” He chuckled and took your hand and started walking again.
Your legs felt like jelly and you both giggled as you walked together, rounding a corner and then you had reached his living quarters.
“This is me” he announced while fumbling in his jacket´s inner pocket for the keys. You could barely stand still the few seconds it took him to unlock the door and let you both in, you entering first.
“You´ll get the grand tour later” he said giving you a hot look that got you even wetter, almost making you melt on the spot. You temporarily lost you ability to speak and could only let out a whimper as he, like you were light as a feather, lifted you up by grabbing you by your ass and throwing you over his shoulder, and as you both giggled, he carried you to his big bed where he placed you gently on the soft duvet.
“You look so beautiful” he said softly as he climbed on top of you, lying face to face with you. “and cara, if you want me to stop, tell me and I stop, si?”
“Don´t stop Terzo” you sighed as you lifted your hips in an attempt to get closer to his cock straining in his pants.
He nodded and said “now I will get you out of your clothes, si?” You just nodded eagerly at him.
He then swiftly guided you so he could take off your dress and as he did so he also skillfully unhooked you bra with a quick motion, throwing both dress and bra on the floor.
You attempted to take your panties off but he stopped you.
“Schhh, let me take care of that” he said as he began to kiss your neck and further down to your clavicle as one hand massaged one of your breasts while the other hand slowly found its way to your wet, warm pussy. He pulled your panties aside and slid his gloved fingers between your slick folds, you moaned and whimpered under him, wanting more.
“Is this good for you, cara” he said between the kisses.
“Y-yes, please don´t stop” you begged impatiently. “it feels so fucking good” you said with a shaky voice, all worked up.
“I want you to cum on my tongue and around my fingers” he said, panting slightly, taking off his gloves. “and I want to hear you when you cum, cara”. You shuddered from his words, spreading your legs apart even more.
And then he pulled of your panties in one quick motion before diving into you pussy, face first. He licked you with exquisite precision, tongue flat, from your hole and up to your swollen clit, repeatedly. You shivered every time his nose rubbed against you clit. He knew exactly what he was doing and he loved doing it, you could tell, and feel.
It felt divine and you moaned out and grabbed his hair with one hand, the other hand set on your hard nipple, kneading it hard. You had never been this wet, and turned on, with anyone before and it all felt almost unreal as Terzo ate you like no one ever hade eaten you before. You head was spinning and you felt an orgasm starting to build up as he slid two slightly hooked fingers into you. He found your sensitive spot and let his fingers glide in and out of you in a perfect motion as his tongue worked you clit frantically, making you come closer and closer to your release.
“I-I´m so close Terzo, I need to...” you babbled, now holding on to his hair with both hands. You were so close, hot and eager and the sight of him working you almost made you crazy as he looked up at you, his face slick with a mix of his own saliva and your juices, his hair all messed up and his face paint smudged out. He looked so hot you did not know what to do with yourself, you felt delirious, and dizzy and totally consumed by him. Terzo´s fingers kept working you, accompanied by his skilled tongue, and you whimpered, so eager for more. You were really close now and it all felt so intense that you almost became scared of cumming, trying to hold back and of course he noticed.
“Don't hold back, just let go, I´ve got you cara, please cum for me” said, voice full of lust and desire before he continued working his tongue on you clit in steady, fast circles, pushing you closer and closer to the edge.
And then you came, your eyes shut as the orgasm hit you in intense rushing waves through your whole body and all you could do, and wanted to do, was to ride along with it, shaking uncontrollably, moaning, screaming out Terzo´s name as your pussy clenched and cramped around his thick warm fingers that hit every sensitive spot inside you and his tounge simultaniously working your clit relentlessly.
As your orgasm settled you opened your eyes panting and legs shaking, you met Terzo´s dark, lustful and heavy-lidded eyes, mouth agape while he slowly withdrew his fingers out of you wetness. Then he started licking his fingers clean, humming, looking like he was hypnotized by the taste of you.
“That was amazing, I´ve never came so hard before” you exclaimed, still panting after the utterly strong orgasm he drew out of you.
“Oh cara, you are so hot, you should have seen yourself when you came, Lucifer would be so proud of you for cumming like that”
You laughed, Lucifer, okay, this was a satanic ministry, but still.
“Now it´s my turn to please you” you smiled, still a little bit high from the orgasm.
Terzo´s eyes looked like they were on fire, glistening as he looked at you. You sat up and he grabbed your waist to pull you against him. He kissed you softly and his did so, you started to unbutton his shirt. He leaned backwards a little, enough to let you unbutton him and pull off his shirt. His chest nicely covered with soft, black hair, pecs defined and his happy trail leading down to the lining of his pants and his rock hard, straining cock. You swiped you fingertips lightly down his chest, over his soft belly - god (or Lucifer probably) this man was beautiful.
Terzo hissed as you slid you fingertips inside the hem of his pants, lightly nudging the wet tip of his cock. Did he not wear any underwear, you thought. The fact that he didn´t turned you on even more. He leant back, resting on his elbows, watched every move you made with eyes wide open, mouth slightly agape.
“Please touch me, cara” he mumbled. “I need to feel you”. Now his jaw tensed and he bit his lip in anticipation.
You just smiled as you slowly unbuttoned his pants and pulled the zipper down. He was even bigger than you initially thought and your eyes went wide and a wave of excitement rushed through your body, making you moan a little and squeeze you thighs together. You pulled his pants down to his ankles and seated yourself comfortably between his spread legs. You could see he had goosebumps on his thighs, he was all pent up and all he could think about was you about to pleasure him.
His tip was glistening, covered in precum and you bent down, hovering over his length slowly, letting you hot breath linger on him as you cupped his balls in one hand, your other hand making light strokes over his belly and down against his member. Terzo let out a growl, fisting his hands as your lips lightly touched his tip with a small kiss.
You continued to explore his cock, licking it from the base and up and as you reached the tip you circled you tongue at his most sensitive spot in slow motions. You repeated the motions several times and you could hear him sigh and mumble something inaudible in Italian.
Then you wrapped both hands around the base of his thick, veiny length to slowly take him into your warm, wet mouth, inch by inch, lips tightly clutched as you hummed, enjoying the taste of him. You loved doing this and set your mind into giving him the best head of his life. Terzo trembled and moaned as you moved your lips and tongue around him with exquisite precision, his eyes filled with lust as you hollowed your cheeks and started bobbing you head up and down his shaft in a steady pace. He thrusted his hips making you gag a little which seemed to almost send him over the edge. You shifted and began sucking and licking the tip of his now twitching, pulsating cock intensively, making more of his salty precum seep out of him. Terzo´s breath sped up and he moaned and whimpered, his legs began twitching, drops of sweats started forming on his forehead.
“Cara, I´m so close, I need you... I´m gonna cum in your fucking mouth, you are so good to me, ahhh” he rambled and grabbed hold of your hair as you took him deeper, gagging a little, one hand caressing his balls and the other in a firm grip at his base as your head bobbed up and down his leaking cock in a fast pace, spit and precum seeping out from your mouth as you worked him closer to his climax.
“Hng, that´s it, I´m gonna cum” he growled and then he came, almost violently, thrusting, growling and moaning uncontrollably, the sight of you making him feel so good was utterly overwhelming to him. He thrusted his cock into you mouth as he held on to your hair, shooting his load of cum into your mouth as you swallowed as much as you could while some of it seeped down you chin and down on his thighs.
“Oh, sweet Lucifer” he panted as he leaned back “what are you doing to me cara, I´ve never had such a skilled mouth around my cock” he said as he pulled you up to let you cuddle up beside him. “Wait, you need a napkin, hold on” he said, reaching for the Kleenex box he had on his night stand.
He carefully wiped off all traces of cum from you face before swiping the piece of paper over his cock and thighs.
“That was fun” you giggled “I loved sucking your cock” you admitted.
“Oh, I could tell” he said, giving you a wet kiss on your lips.
The session had got you really riled up and so wet and he must have noticed that somehow, because suddenly he manoeuvred you to lie on you side, you being the little spoon and him the big spoon.
“I´m not finished with you cara” he said with a naughty tone in his voice.
You let a relieved but excited moan out as his hand found its way to your wet and needy pussy.
“I want you to make you cum as hard as I did, I want you body to shake and I want to hear your beautiful moans as I please you, si?” he whispered as he slid a finger between your soaking wet folds.
“Please Terzo” were all you could manage to say. You could almost cum of the thought alone of what was coming.
You opened up your legs for him, allowing him to reach you better. His thick middle finger slowly circled your clit as you whimpered and twitched under his touch. He slid two fingers into your pussy and you immediately clenched as he hit your sensitive spots, combined with his thumb working your clit, now in a faster pace.
You moaned and could not lie still and you got even more worked up when you felt his cock getting hard against the small of your back.
“Terzo”, you panted, “please, fuck me, Terzo!”
In a second he sat up, opened the drawer of his night stand to hastily get a pack of condoms. Taking one condom out of the box, he placed you so you laid on your back.
“Touch youself for me cara”, he said with a soft voice as he tore up the cover and gave himself a couple of strokes before putting the condom on.
You obeyed and reached down to your soaking wet pussy, heart beating fast as he lined up in front of you, replacing your hand with his to give your clit a quick rub as he chuckled.
“Just fuck me Terzo” you begged, circling your hips up against him, and he did what you begged him to do.
He was the biggest partner you´ve had but as worked up and wet as you were, you were so ready for him to enter you.
Terzo slid the tip of his cock between your folds and against you clit, making you both shiver in anticipation. He slowly entered you, pushing into you inch by inch and the stretch was overwhelming but felt so good and you could feel him stimulating your walls in a way you never had experienced before.
“Are you ok, cara” he asked in a soft, trembling voice.
“I´m so good” you sighed in utter bliss “are you ok?”
“Oh, yes, you have no idea” he smiled as he lowered himself over you, starting to thrust in slow, steady motions, deep into you as he began to kiss you slow and sensual, sending shivers through your body.
His cock moving inside of you gave you goosebumps all over your body, your skin tingled and you rolled your hips to match his movements.
It felt so incredibly good and it did not take long until you both were getting close to your releases. You felt your core tensing and your pussy was a hot, wet mess of sensitive nerves and spots, his pelvic bone rubbed against your clit with every thrust and his cock felt so good sliding in and out of you.
“I´m close” Terzo panted into you mouth “are you close cara?”
“Yes yes yes” you moaned “don´t stop, you feel so good, I wanna cum with you” you pleaded, almost desperate.
That made Terzo wild, he sped up his hard and firm thrusts, moaning, sweat running down his face as he twitched his hips relentlessly with you under him, making all kinds of sounds from the pleasure he was giving you.
Then your orgasm hit you, this one so intense you were seeing stars, screaming out Terzos name over and over as your pussy cramped hard around his cock. You cumming like that sent him over the edge and he came hard and intense, thrusting like a madman, growling and hissing, he shook and tilted his head backwards in waves of pleasure.
“Oh cara, that was wild” he said as he panted and smiled, still on top of you and inside you as his cock softened.
“It was unreal” you replied, untangling your legs that had ben wrapped around him, and let them fall aside as you ran your fingers through his messy hair.
He rolled off of you, removed the condom and went up to throw it in the bin. Then he came back to join you in his bed and you laid on your sides, face to face, he caressed your chin gently.
You just lay there for god, or Lucifer, knows how long, kissing a little, just enjoying each other and the comfort of his cosy bed, eyes getting heavier and heavier.
“Sleep tight cara and thank you for this lovely evening” Terzo said softly as he kissed your lips.
“Thank you, it was wonderful” you replied and it took just a couple of minutes before you both fell asleep in Terzos soft, lavender scented sheets.