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“(NAME)!!!! GET IN HERE!!!!”


I jumped and ran into the bath. My “masters” where not patient and if I was late…well…


“You’re.” “Late.”


“I apologize for my lateness masters.” I said, almost sarcastically, bowing gracefully before them.


I glanced up at my masters: Jason and Alfred Jones, Demon Kings of Gluttony. They were attractive, strong, short tempered, and the hottest and probably sexiest demons in the entire circle of Hell.


Jason pulled on the chain of the collar they LOVED to put on me (when I wasn’t looking because it I ever caught them I’d kick both of their asses), forcing me to stumble over to the circular Jacuzzi bath tub and nearly fall in. Alfred placed his finger under my chin, and forced me to look into their eyes.


“You should join us~”

I blushed and tried to look away without success. I heard Jason chuckle and Alfred grinned ear to ear sadistically. Alfred snapped his fingers, changing the chain on my collar into a leash and my maid dress disappear from sight.


I yelped in surprise, as they quickly, but silently, pulled me into the bath. I fell into the warm fizzy water and landed right into the laps of my masters.


Jason roughly grabbed the leash and yanked me up. He then sat me in their laps. Both wrapped an arm around my waist and simultaneously snuggled their faces into my neck, making sure to not stab me with their ram horns. Their black and white tails wrapping around my legs to prevent me from trying to leave the tub.


I SWEAR the two planned ways to get me into a sensual position.


Alfred raised his head to my ear while Jason trailed kisses from my shoulder to my neck, his white hair tickling my skin as he went.


“How is it that a detective ends up our little toy? ~”


They didn’t even have to ask.


They knew DAMN well how I ended up here.


See once upon a time I was a cop for (insert major city of your choice here), and I was damn good at what I did. One day I decided to take a break from the city and went to the country for a couple weeks of relaxation. You know get back to nature.


Little did I know, two days after I got there, I’d stumble onto the two demons half froze in the snow. I ended up bringing them into my cabin and defrosted them. When they woke up, they caught one sight of me and would NOT leave me alone. I put up with it, thinking that maybe they would go away after I left for home.


Which didn’t work obviously, instead they took up residence in my flat. They stayed there with me, and eventually started to grow on me. And that lead to me having a Titanic sized crush on the two.


Then it happened.


We were about to collar a mafia boss for several drug and hit related charges. We didn’t know that they had rigged the room with machine guns and would set the building on fire. I sat there slumped against the wall in a pool of my own blood, my vest full of bullet holes, and losing consciousness in a burning building. Al and Jason came to me and offered me a choice: burn to death or come with them and be their “maid”.


Even though I knew I should have said no and died in that fire, I couldn’t. I was losing my awareness of my surroundings, but I had enough strength to nod my head yes. Then I blacked out from the smoke.


When I woke up, I was in bed in that maids dress with these two. But I was more like a roommate then a maid; I just cleaned up after them more.


Jason watched the gears turn in my head as I remembered the happenings of the past year. He kissed that certain spot on my neck that made my breathe hitch as Alfred kissed my jaw line and both of their hands started heading South.


“You know Al…” Jason said as he continued to mark my neck.


“Yes, Jason?” Alfred replied licking the shell of my ear.


“We still haven’t claimed her yet. ~”


By “claim” do they mean have sexual intercourse to cement a relationship? Then nope they hadn’t yet.


“You’re right!” Alfred exclaimed with this impish little grin on his face.


“Maybe we could-”


“ALFRED!!!!!! JASON!!!!!! WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?!?!?!?!”


Two British accents echoed through the chambers. One voice was cheery and bright, the other full of anger and obviously pissed off.


Alfred and Jason both stiffened.


“SHIT!”


“FUCK!!”


They both flew out of the bath tub and quickly dressed themselves. Both demons were wearing suits that matched their hair, horns, and tails with Alfred in black and Jason in white.


“Uh, boys, are you forgetting something?”


They both turned and looked at me in confusion.


I held up Alfred’s glasses and Jason’s sunglasses.


They quickly flew over to me and took them. They both gave me a kiss on either cheek then pulled me from the bath. Jason snapped his fingers and a white sundress with (f/c) roses appeared on my body with a matching sun hat and gloves with a white purse; the collar disappearing from my neck entirely.


I looked at it in disgrace. I looked like a Susie Homemaker of the fifties.


“Come on.”


“We’re having lunch with Ollie and Iggy.”


Ah. That explains it. Oliver always wants to use me as a model for clothes. SO every time he came over I had to dress in the clothes he made for me.


They took me both by the hand and guided me out into the foyer.


There stood Arthur and Oliver Kirkland, Demon lords of Envy. Arthur, the red head, was dressed in an all-black tux that went along with his black devil horns. Oliver, with pink hair, had a cream suit with a pink tie, making it look like he came from a doll house with those teal devil horns of his.


Ollie caught one sight of me and instantly fan girled. I gulped and had the boys let go of me.


3. 2. 1. And…


“(NAME)!!!!!!!!”


I got tackled to the floor by Ollie. He rubbed his cheek against mine and gushed over how cute I looked.


I sighed. “Nice to see you too, Oliver.”


He stood up and helped me up saying, “PLEASE call me Ollie! I wish you would stay with us and not these two. And blah blah blah. ~”


I looked at Alfred and Jason. Alfred had one hell of a poker face going on, but I could sense he was downright pissed. Jason… well… let’s just say he looked like he wanted to kill Ollie.


This was going to be an interesting lunch.


*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Time Skip*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*


I sat in my room looking at my reflection in the mirror in my room. I was kind of contemplating how I had gotten me here in the third circle of HELL!!!


Why?


Why had they chosen me out of all the millions of people to come to and bring me with them?


I felt an opening open under me. I closed my eyes and screamed as I tumbled through air. I finally got out of the rabbit hole and landed on a plush bed. I didn’t even have to guess on where I was when I felt the black and red satin sheets slip beneath my fingers. I opened my eyes and saw them, Alfred and Jason, standing over me still in those suits.


“(Name) ~”


I sat upright and glared at them. Jason threw a black dress at me saying, “Get dressed, doll face.”


“We’re going to a paaaaarty!” Alfred yelled doing a fist pump to emphasize the point.


I sighed.


It was just another typical night at the Jones residence.


I got dressed as they waited outside their room.


It was a long black halter top number that had a v neckline that went down to the middle of my rib cage and a split in the skirt up to my knee. A silver sequined sash wrapped from the back of my shoulder around to my middle and fanned out into a sequin ruffle in the skirt.


I put my hair into a French twist and put on my heels that were in the closet and the long rhinestone earrings in Alfred’s sock drawer. After a little makeup application, I looked at my reflection in the full body mirror. I hadn’t looked like this since my senior prom. I called the boys back in and, not surprisingly; they were dressed in white tuxedoes.


“Damn, babe ~” Alfred purred, circling me, trying to take in my appearance.


“Honestly, I’d rather strip and take you now then go to a party.” Jason added, swinging his baseball bat with one hand while leaning up against the door frame.


“Sorry boys.” I teased going out into the foyer and grabbing my fur wrap and black clutch.


The boys watched me from the top of the steps looking at me in confusion.


I smiled and looked up and them, my hand on the door knob of the front door.


“Look but you can’t touch ~”


They looked at each other and grinned. They slid down the bannister, landed and walked up to me. I slipped my arms between theirs and walked down the steps.


Now the estate that we lived on came straight out of 1920s Hollywood. The drive, the house, even the lawn came right from the glory days of the silver screen.


Even the car was the same. A black topless Rolls Royce with off white tires waited for us as we exited the manor.


Jason helped me into the car and slide in beside me, while Alfred started up the car.


Soon we were whizzing through the third circle of hell, on our way to the second to Francis and Francois’s, the Lust demons, chateau.


I thought about the last party when Gilbert, a Demon of Pride, touched my arse. Oliver and Arthur had to restrain Jason and Alfred to try to stop them from killing Gilbert, and Gilbert’s brother Ludwig, a wraith demon, chastised his brother for his behavior. And I MAYBE had given him a black eye. Not one of my better days for SURE.


After my experience with several of these similar encounters I made sure I brought a weapon or two to the parties. This time it was a berretta strapped to my thigh, an army knife in my heels, and pepper spray, an extra ammo cartridge, and handcuffs in my purse.  


We soon arrived at the Lust’s property, which could have been mistaken for the Palace of Versailles. We rolled up and had a valet park the car.


Francis and Francois were waiting for us by the door. Here’s the only way I describe these two: take Arthur and Ollie, make them horny, with French accents, and could ACTUALLY cook and you pretty much have the same thing.
((England: What about my cooking?
Author: NOTHING!!!!
Alfred: Nice save ))
The Frenchmen shook our hands and we entered the residence.


Immediately, I felt almost every eye on me. And it wasn’t those friendly little “OMG-Becky!-Check-her-out!-She’s-so-hot!” warm and fuzzy stares, it was more like “Hungry-pack-of-wolves -staring-at-a-cute-little-bunny” type stares.


Alfred and Jason must have already sensed my uneasiness and wrapped their tails around my waist in an effort to comfort me. This worked only a little.


Alfred and Jason seemed on high alert, making sure I was within grasp. Usually they’d let me walk freely, but this was unusual even for them. Then I saw why: Ivan and Vanya Braginsky, Heads of the Greed Demons.


They were frozen in a time from when the US and Russia still hated each other’s guts ((A/N: OKAY! We STILL hate each other’s guts! But at least we can tolerate one another and can be in the same room.)) And they hated that Alfred and Jason had me instead of belonging to them. I shivered at that last part. The last girl I saw them with looked like she had become a punching bag for Captain America. No way was I going to let that happen to me.


Alfred and Jason lead me to the dance floor. Alfred let go and let Jason and I go for a spin.


“If you don’t want to be here we can go…” I whispered as me and Jason danced.


Jason looked at me. “How did you…”


“The aura from Ivan and Vanya gave it away.”


“Oh…But if we don’t attend they win and we will never live it down, and on top of that we’ll look-”


“Weak?”


“Exactly my point!”


“My turn ~” Alfred cut in, letting Jason slip away and him take the reins.


Another slow song was up and Alfred held me tight.


“Listen if you are feeling uneasy, we can leave.”


“No…I-I’m fine. I just don’t World War III to happen between Gluttony and Greed!”


Alfred chuckled at that remark. “I can’t promise that it won’t happen, but…” He leaned in closer and kissed my neck. “I just want you to be on your guard just to make sure you aren’t caught in the middle. Alright?”


“Got it.”


I saw Ivan making his way towards us. Looking around I saw that Vanya and Jason where MIA.


“Alfred! I would like to be taking this sunflower with me. Da?”


Alfred held me even tighter and I suddenly realized that everyone was gone.


“Over my dead body you f***ing communist bastard!”


Ivan frowned. “Auferam a vobis ad eam, eh, Beezlebub?” ((Translation: Then I will have to take her from you, eh, Beezlebub? NOTE: Beezlebub is a demon that is the head of Gluttony in Dante’s Inferno))


I jumped when I heard a low lion like growl erupting from Alfred’s throat.


I was pushed behind him by his tail. His raven black wings sprouted from his back and talons emerged from his hands.


Ivan’s charcoal gray wings formed and hissed. He pounced on Alfred causing him to let go of me. I heard a crash and looked behind me. Vanya and Jason where going at it just like Alfred and Ivan were. Vanya and Ivan whistled. All of the sudden six imps popped out of thin air. Three were very timid the other three were the exact opposite. I took one look around me and smiled.


Surrounded? I haven’t been like this since I was on the force.


I slipped my heels off and grabbed the knife. I took a fighting stance and waited for the first one to lunge at me. I heard one coming from behind. I grabbed his wrist and flipped him over my shoulder onto the hard marble floor.


Another on my right. I punched him in the gut and made a nice gash on his thigh.


I couldn’t kill them. Trying to kill an imp is like trying to kill a zombie. You can’t. No matter how much you hack and chop them up, they still come at you.


After a while, I managed to hog time them all up.


“45 zecoundz!”


I looked up and saw the other demons had taken refuge in the vaulted ceiling. Ludwig and Lutz, the Masters of the Wrath demons, were both holding a stop watches with mile long smiles. I grinned.


I had learned a thing or two in my time here and one of them was that Ludwig and Lutz were BIG into BDSM. One glance in their closet was enough.


I looked back to the boys. They were still fighting with Vanya and Ivan. I smiled as I thought of the one way to end this. I pulled out my cellphone at shot out a quick text. The message: IVAN AND VANYA SAY THEY’RE IN LOVE WITH YOU! ((A/N: Need I say more?))


Five seconds later there was a pounding at the front door. I smirked and walked past the boys fighting and opened the door. There stood Natalya and Natasha Arlovskaya, succubae, in white feathery strapless wedding dresses. Natasha had flowers and her counterpart …a chainsaw…damn she was intimidating! I stepped aside and handed them rope I found in the closet.


“Have at it!”


“BIG BROTHER!” They yelled in unison.


Ivan and Vanya slowly turned their heads in our direction. Alfred and Jason quickly pinned them and had the two Belarusian women tie them up.


The girls dragged them from the house, threw them in a limo with cans tied to it, and drove off. I smiled and waved. This was SO going on Facebook and Deviantart when I got home.


I looked at the boys and grimaced. Alfred was limping with a bent wing and Jason had a bloody nose and black eye. I could tell they were going to be sore and they were going to need stitches. I grabbed my things, put the boys in the car, and drove home.


*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Time Skip*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“OUCH!” Alfred yelped as I cleaned the cuts on his back with anesthetic while he lied on his stomach, and propped himself up with his arms. Jason was in the same position on the opposite side of the bed. Both boys were stripped down to their Batman and Bane boxers, since there was blood, which wasn’t theirs, all over their clothes.


“OH! Will you quit whining? It could be much worse.” I said bending his wing back. He flinched but relaxed when he felt it pop back into place. He moved them a little bit before finally flapping them and confirmed he’d be fine.

I then moved over to the ice chest and grabbed a bag of peas and two medical blood bags. I tossed one to Al and handed the other and the peas to Jason to put on his eye.


“Open.”


Jason opened his mouth. I looked in.


“Jason, you’re missing another tooth.” I sighed collecting the bloody rags, emptied blood bags, and thawed peas.


“WHAT!!!!” Jason shrieked as he ran to the dresser mirror. I shifted my weight to one foot and crossed my arms.


I watched, amused, as Jason frantically probed his mouth for any missing teeth.


He suddenly stopped and looked at me thru the mirror.


“(NNNNNNAAAAAAMMMME)!!!!” He roared as he whirled to face me.


I polished my nails and looked him.


“Yes?”


He growled and I watched as his black eye faded away with the help of the blood.


He suddenly pounced at full speed. I casually stepped out of the way and watched as he landed on Alfred.


“DUDE WATCH IT!”


“YOU MOVE!”


Just before they started to throw punches at each other I interrupted.


“I swear you two act more like high school jocks than demon kings!”


“DO NOT!” They fired back, too sore to move.


I leaned against the dresser.


“Then what do you call Saturdays when you two have a video game marathon stocked up on Mountain Dew: Game Fuel and Hamburger flavored Doritos?”


“Stress reliever.” They said in unison.


“Picking fights with Greed?”


“Turf War.”


“Tying Oliver and Arthur up and leaving them on Lust’s front door?”


“Boredom.”


I chuckled and walked back over to the bed and sat between them. Their wings spread out and tails flicking as I got closer.


“Okay…Trying to bench press the car?”


“Workout.”


“How about dressing me up to go out?” It wasn’t really a relevant question. It just made me wonder why they would dress me like a Barbie and then show me off, when the other demons usually kept humans in rags and chains.


They thought about it for a minute and sat up.


“Respect.”


“Bringing me down here and flirting with me any time you chance get?”


They looked at each other, smirked and looked back at me with a grin.


“Mate selection ~.”


Mate selection? Oh no…NONONONONO! There was no way they…there’s only two of…and they…rats…They knew all this time and never gave it away. And that’s why they took me they wanted to…! As I was processing, the boys kissed me, Jason on the lips and Alfred on the neck.

I could taste the blood on Jason’s tongue. It wasn’t a disgusting taste just a weird one more or less.


I moaned feeling Alfred make hickies on my neck and gave Jason the opportunity to invade my mouth with his forked tongue.


When me and Jason broke for air Alfred rummaged thru his bed side drawer and pulled out a black velvet box with a silver ribbon. He handed it to me.


“(Name) would you do us the honor-” Jason started.


“In being our mate?” Alfred finished.


I looked at both of them before I opened the box.


They looked…well…nervous.


Which was weird even for them.


I opened up the box and gasped. Inside was a white gold diamond wedding band with black and white diamonds. I smiled and looked at Alfred and Jason.


“Yes! Yes! More than anything in the world.”


Jason and Alfred’s faces lit up like fireworks.


They pulled me into a hug and I hugged back.


I had a feeling that this was the start of a new chapter. One that I couldn’t wait to write with Alfred and Jason.