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The story so far:

Unbeknownst to Zann, Lilith followed her to the tower to see her friend Kent in hopes of tricking Zann into asking him for help with Tez and Genny. Much to her delight, Lilith discovered Zann was already interested in seeing Kent for her own reasons and realizing her presence was no longer necessary and might hinder or distract from the goal, Lily excused herself and disappeared, returning in the form of air to listen and watch Iblis do what he does best. After much conversation a bargain was proposed, not for the safety of Genny but for “the ability to think more quickly, notice patterns better, be able to fix more things with her power and suffer less fatigue,” in exchange for her loyalty and/or a favor. During negotiations, Kent decided to allow Zann to specify three things she will not do for a favor to him and if he agrees, they will have a verbal contract.

Zann has been sent on her way to return to the Carnival to think on what she will list as her terms of the deal and will summon him when she is ready.

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Once they leave I draw my form back together, lounging on the couch as I wait for his return. Her questions about me bring a smile to my lips which widens when he comes back into the room. “The scorpion said to the maiden as she lay dying, ‘You knew I was poison when you picked me up.’," I sing, then laugh in delight, “Beautifully done as always, my darling.” Though I will say, I was intensely bored during some of that little show; one can only watch him pander for sympathy and hear 'Why do you hate us?', so many times after all. But it still never ceases to amaze and amuse me each time they fall for it especially after he tells them he hates them and why. I stretch my limbs languidly and smile up at him, “Speaking of beautifully done, did you enjoy my little gift?”

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I come back up the stairs, and I can feel Lilith's form coalescing in the room. I smile at her as I enter.

“Beautifully done as always, my darling.”

I give her a bow with a flourish.

"Thank you. And I enjoyed your performance," I say as I straightened up. "Lily the winsome girl is always quite the treat." I laugh.

I sit down on the arm of the sofa, looking down at her as she stretches across the seat.

“Speaking of beautifully done, did you enjoy my little gift?”

"Ah, yes," I say, leaning in and running my fingers along her cheek. "Whatever did you do to Tezcatlipoca? I found the change quite... invigorating." I give her a smile full of teeth.

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I'm glad he liked the Lily performance but I must admit its getting rather boring. I do detest being around humans for any long length of time and what little patience for them I have is wearing thin.

"Whatever did you do to Tezcatlipoca? I found the change quite... invigorating." he asks, running his fingers over my cheek. Laughing quietly, I lean back resting my head against his leg, "Ohhh I thought you might. I found him far more interesting like that as well and very receptive to my method of teaching. I guess all he needed was a woman's touch," I say with a smile matching his. Suffering and pain have always been my tools of choice and its amazing what they find that they can do when they have no choice.

"Honestly with the proper motivation I think there's little he won't do." I reach up and wind my fingers in his dark hair, "Did you push him farther?" I purr.

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"Ohhh I thought you might. I found him far more interesting like that as well and very receptive to my method of teaching. I guess all he needed was a woman's touch," she says, and I smile.

"He hates you," I say. "That, it seems, is a great incentive for him. I shall remember that."

She reaches up and winds her fingers in my hair.

"Did you push him farther?"

"Of course," I say, leaning into her caress. "We had a most interesting evening." I grin at the thought of it, and the Kent body grows hard. "It involved bestiality and rape," I say. "The Night Wind is certainly moving further and further away from his human past." I lean in and stroke my finger down her throat. "Soon, I think, he will be quite restored. And what kind of gift would you like, my darling, for all your hard work?" I ask, letting my hand skim over her breast.

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"He hates you, That, it seems, is a great incentive for him. I shall remember that."

I laugh, "He does, I made sure of it. You know as well as I that hate can be just as motivating as love, sometimes more so, as is the case with him." I'm surprised he hadn't tried it himself, I would think we of all creatures would know that better than most. Though the little god is a fool to make it so apparent, especially to my Iblis.

He tells me about his evening with the god, grinning and cock growing hard as he explains what it in involved. Ohh he really is pleased about it isn't he. And to think...that was only the beginning. His hand trails down my throat and I smile, a shiver of pleasure running through me as I remember the gods blood and how luscious his hate tasted on my tongue. "Soon, I think, he will be quite restored. And what kind of gift would you like, my darling, for all your hard work?" he asks, hand tracing over my breast, and my nipple hardens. Body arching and responding to his touch whether I want it to or not. Ohh how I do hate that.

Sliding off the couch I stand in front of him. Palms resting on his thighs and thumb running along his cock as I lean in, brushing my nose and lips against his. "Just imagine," I murmur, licking his lips, "what he will be like when I have him committing those acts with a human." I smile and bite his mouth. "As for what gift I would like.." I pause, eyes lighting as I tilt my head and smile, "..kill Tezcatlipoca." I know he won't, but what use to me is a gift that costs him nothing? And he knows I'll never ask for something he will give. But it is his nature, and the nature of the jinn to ask anyway. As if I would ever do anything for no other reason than to gain favor from him, or from any other for that matter. I am not one of our jinn nor one of his servants.

I laugh, "Hmm, what could you possibly give me that I haven't or can't get for myself?" I ask in a playful tone, hand teasing along the bulge in his jeans.

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She rubs her face against mine, hand against my erection I smile as she bites at my lip. I feel a drop of blood bead on the lip, and I lick it away slowly.

"Kill Tezcatlipoca."

I laugh.

"But then you would not be able to torment him, and how dull that would be." Oh, Lilith will be rather cross when she finds out about Tezcatlipoca's boon. But that hardly concerns me. It should be entertaining.

"Hmm, what could you possibly give me that I haven't or can't get for myself?"

Lilith is so terribly vain. As if I am not far more capable than her. But I will humour her for now, for she has done me a favour.

"There are many things you could get for yourself... But I know how you like me to do them for you, is that not so, my dear?" I say, grinning. "Now, let us get rid of this room," I say, and the room becomes like a Moorish palace, a small fountain bubbling in the centre of the room, walls tiled with intricate patterns. "Far more appropriate for you, my darling," I say, and I lead her to a low day bed. I sit down on the cushions and smile up at her.

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"But then you would not be able to torment him, and how dull that would be."

I smile and shrug, "There are others, there are always others." There is something inside the little god that begs for pain, yearns for suffering and I suspected he would respond as he did to it. And had he died instead of healed, it would have suited my purposes just as well.
Iblis would have been unhappy, but its not as if that's something new. Its when he's like this that has become the rarity.

"There are many things you could get for yourself... But I know how you like me to do them for you, is that not so, my dear?" he grins and I laugh, kissing him again. Its true, I do enjoy watching him serve, almost as much as much as I like watching him work. He does both so beautifully when he chooses to.

Then as if to prove his point, he changes the room he constructed for Zann, turning it into something more suited to me. "Far more appropriate for you, my darling," Looking around the room as he leads me over to a divan bed, I laugh in delight, "Oh you do know me well, my love. Even I won't bother to deny that," I purr, sitting on his lap and stretching my legs across the bed.

"I spoke to your gods witch recently too," I say, caressing his cheek, stubble scratching against my palm like rough little kisses. "Ohhh, what a glorious lack of self preservation that one has," I laugh, nuzzling my face against his neck. I might have felt compelled to teach her a lesson or two about that but stupidity bores me and I have more interesting toys to play with. His neck is warm and rough and after spending so much time engulfed in the human stench of the carnival, the scent of desert air and fire from his skin is positively ambrosial. There is nothing else like us after all and I love him for it as much as I hate him. "Tell me," I say, bringing my lips to his ear, "If you could wish for something, what would it be?" I ask, tracing my nails down his chest. Not that I grant wishes, nor would I feel compelled to do so if I could. But I wonder if anyone has ever asked that and I am curious.

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Lilith's palm is warm against my skin as she speaks.

"Ohhh, what a glorious lack of self preservation that one has," she says, and I feel my usual itch of irritation when I think of Syl.

"Hopefully it will get her in serious trouble one day," I say. "Unfortunately, if I kill her, the Night Wind will never lose his human heart entirely. Lost love has an irritating way of tying people to the past."

Lilith puts her lips to my ear, and asks me an unusual question.

"If you could wish for something, what would it be?"

If Zann had asked, I would have said dissolution. But I do not want to be ended yet, even though the ache of this existence hangs on me like the weight of the universe. Which I suppose it is. Sometime I will come to nothing, but I would not have that before the very end.

What else could I desire? I can do almost anything. Would I wish for Man to be wiped out? But I would rather do that myself. There is no satisfaction in having it done by another.

Sometimes I have wondered what it would be like if I forgot who I was. But I will not say that to Lilith. So at last I say:

"An apology. We have both, you and I, been punished for our natures. I want an apology, and I want to be able to reject it." I put my arms around her. "But you and I know that is an impossible wish."

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"Hopefully it will get her in serious trouble one day, Unfortunately, if I kill her, the Night Wind will never lose his human heart entirely. Lost love has an irritating way of tying people to the past." he says. And I know how that must irritate him to have someone he wants dead but won't kill.

"Ooh I'm sure it will get her in trouble." I smile. "Especially if she doesn't have enough sense to stay out of my way. Though playing with your god is far more fun than she'll ever be. I'm almost sorry I didn't stay to watch you with him."

Iblis pauses, thinking about my question for a few moments then surprises me with his answer, "An apology. We have both, you and I, been punished for our natures. I want an apology, and I want to be able to reject it. But you and I know that is an impossible wish."

"That would be perfect, wouldn't it," I laugh quietly, "And yes, it is impossible, for that would require admitting wrong. And we know that's never going to happen." I laugh again as I slip my hand under his shirt, "Speaking of someone wronged, did you know the Sinner was in town? Still as boring as ever too. We had a nice little chat him and I," I smile tracing my nails over his skin.

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"Especially if she doesn't have enough sense to stay out of my way. Though playing with your god is far more fun than she'll ever be. I'm almost sorry I didn't stay to watch you with him."

I laugh at that, although in truth I am glad Lilith was not there. What Tezcatlipoca and I shared... It is different from what I have had with Lilith, and it is private.

"And yes, it is impossible, for that would require admitting wrong. And we know that's never going to happen. Speaking of someone wronged, did you know the Sinner was in town? Still as boring as ever too. We had a nice little chat him and I," Lilith says.

"Ah, Cain. Of course he would be here," I say. "Everyone is crawling out of the woodwork to arrive in Excolo." I smile. "I have never known why you had patience with that creature, however, my dear. He is very dreary. One would have hoped that being cursed by the Adversary would have made him more angry, but instead he mopes about for centuries. He could at least do something interesting with this eternal life of his, especially since he thinks his soul is forfeit to me at the end of all this," I say, shaking my head at Cain's folly. I remember then that Eris is in town. "Ah, that Greek mistress of his has come to Excolo. The goddess of chaos. She has quite lost her mind and is much diminished," I say. "I suppose he is following her like a dog again." I shrug, though I find Cain's behaviour displeasing. I, too, was cast out, but I did not slink around in service to anyone else. I took my independence with my Fall.

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"I have never known why you had patience with that creature, however, my dear. He is very dreary. One would have hoped that being cursed by the Adversary would have made him more angry, but instead he mopes about for centuries. He could at least do something interesting with this eternal life of his, especially since he thinks his soul is forfeit to me at the end of all this,"

"He is more like his useless father than he knows," I say rolling my eyes, "And like his father, I had to remind him of his place." Of course Iblis never would understand, I'm not sure he could. We were young and everything was new, wounds were fresh and still raw. I had left Iblis for the first time and was alone and there was Cain. He was hurt and oh but he was angry for being cast out and for a time, I did love him and I taught him all that I knew. He could have been so much more, but instead, like all of them inevitably do he chose to turn against me. Leaving only to return with some of our children to destroy all that was mine. And for that, my dear sinner will pay.

"Ah, that Greek mistress of his has come to Excolo. The goddess of chaos. She has quite lost her mind and is much diminished, I suppose he is following her like a dog again." Even still after all of this time, something sharp and old, stabs through me when I hear that, making my eyes narrow slightly as I fold my arms across my chest. Knowing my Iblis, that's exactly why he said it. His talent for making me wish I could kill him is astounding sometimes. "Oh is that so? Somehow I am not surprised that one of Zeus's children went mad. Though knowing Cain and how he is, he well could have driven her to madness himself with all of that incessant whining of his." He has always enjoyed reminding me that love is nothing more than a tool used for pain and control and he's right. And this is why he does not know about Marbas and I, oh how he would just love that.

I am growing bored of this topic so I lean closer and smile, "Since you know me so well. Perhaps for my gift, you should think of something equally as pleasing to me and surprise me, if you can." My smile widens as I run a hand through his hair. "I am only just getting started with your little god after all."

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Lilith folds her arms across her chest. Oh, is she jealous of the Greek? How amusing. If she still harbours some interest in Cain, despite what he did to her... Well, I can use that, perhaps, one day.

"Since you know me so well. Perhaps for my gift, you should think of something equally as pleasing to me and surprise me, if you can. I am only just getting started with your little god after all."

"Oh, I think I will be able to surprise you," I say, smiling. Just wait until she finds out about Tezcatlipoca's boon. "But I like to think I can still please you without outside interference," I say, and I slide a hand up her thigh.

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"Oh, I think I will be able to surprise you," he says smiling. "Well then, that will be a surprise in itself, won't it." I smirk. Very little that he does surprises me anymore and even less in a manner that I find pleasing. Not that I really care if he does or doesn't. There isn't anything I want from him that he would readily give, nor anything else that I would consider lowering myself to ask him for.

"But I like to think I can still please you without outside interference," he says, hand sliding under my dress and up my thigh. So very unoriginal my darling, I expected better. But he'll be upset with me soon enough I suspect, so I'll be nice for now. "Sometimes," I smile, legs parting under his hand, "but I do like letting you try." I purr, leaning in to kiss him, tasting his lips burning against mine. He is still the one creature I hate above all others and in the end, the only one I can't deny.

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Sometimes...but I do like letting you try."

I smile under her lips, and slowly I let the Kent body fall away until I have my Djinn form, shaped fire and wind, and my hot hand rests against the pale skin of her thigh until I hear the crackle of flesh beneath it, and gently I push her back onto the bed and kiss down her throat and body, my lips leaving scorch marks against the fabric of her dress.

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Soft, low laughter ripples from my throat as the Kent body fades, turning into the form that I like best. The touch of human flesh I can have whenever I wish but nothing will ever compare to the feeling of pure perfect fire and desert wind searing and caressing my skin.

He pushes me back and I shiver and moan in delicious pain, reveling in it as my flesh blisters and burns with each touch of his lips. Fire laps at my thighs and I raise my hips against him, body writhing in exquisite agony as flames push and twist inside me and slowly lick at the wetness between my legs until I shudder and scream.

Then he looks at me and smiles, and I laugh. Knowing his delicious torture is far from at an end, I leave my body raw and shaking and whimper and moan as he begins again. How he does love harming this skin and how I do love letting him. This could go on for days and I think it will.