• Name: Lucious
    Deadly Sin: Lust



    Lucious rolled onto his side after he had felt someone tap on his shoulder. He was lying in bed when he opened his eyes, and from the looks it was his own house, but he groaned thinking to himself. Did I do it again?
    “Lucious.” A sweet voice cooed in his ear, and he dreaded the moment he would turn on his other side to find a woman in his bed. He thought for a moment, thinking that maybe it was all just a dream, but it was inevitable that Lust would have such a dream. He would be too busy living the reality.
    “Lucious?” The voice echoed in his ear, and he finally turned over onto his other side. He immediately came face to face with a beautiful red-headed woman. She had the most brilliant blue eyes, and the most gorgeous smile. The woman pressed her half-naked form against Lucious’ bare chest, her mouth inching into a grin.
    Lucious couldn’t seem to control himself, like his hands were drawn to this woman, drawn to caress the curves of her body. He sighed, and she moaned into his ear to draw him out of his shell of thought. He gripped her waist tightly, pushing his body against hers, letting out his sexual demon. Though it was only his frustration that made his sexual rage stronger, he couldn’t figure out why. No, no. I won’t let this happen again. He tilted his head back, a low moan of pleasure escaping his lips as she rocked her hips into his, but he could no longer stand it. Disgusted with his own sin.
    “Get out of my bed…” Lucious rolled onto his back, staring up at the ceiling with his ice-blue hues. The woman only kept pressing against him, her hands violating his bare flesh with their fingernails. His frustration only grew stronger, and he groaned once more, clenching the sheets underneath him.
    “I said get out.” His tone was a bit stern, a bit harsher than before, but this woman was so persistent. He thought it was going to be impossible to get her out of his bed, so he decided to shift away from her and get off the bed himself. The woman huffed in anger, her form sliding from underneath the covers and out of his bed. From the looks of it, she was ready to leave.
    “Lucious, come on…You said you wanted me.” The woman flicked a few strands of her red hair from her eyes, pushing it behind her ear. “I asked you if you could handle this, you said yes...” Lucious ignored her words and shut his eyes as he raised his hand, pointing to the door.
    “Just leave.” Lucious crawled back into his bed, curling underneath the comforter with a sigh, the woman just looked at him, but gradually made her way for the front door and left. As always, Lucious was left alone with his thoughts that would never cease to race. He was Lust, after-all, what more did he expect? He just wanted to fall in love.