Lucifer of Pride! (Pink Trigger)

"Lucifer! You will have the honor of serving me today, after all! Consider yourself truly privileged, and prepare to prove your worth!" Beatrice grinned, confident in her choice of the eldest sister.

"Naturally," Lucifer replied, giving a confident toss of her long, dark hair. "Who will my prey be? Whether you've chosen one or wish for me to turn this entire mansion into a slaughterhouse, no task is too great-!"

"Ah, no, nothing like that." Beatrice interrupted her furniture by raising a hand, clearly working hard to keep a confident smile on. I could tell she was second-guessing her choice. "Lucifer, what do you know about the practice of 'exotic dance?' Do you think you could teach me?"

"..." Lucifer clammed up immediately, flushing and clenching her mouth tightly as her sisters giggled. It seemed like she thought she was being teased or otherwise tested, and the right response was to say nothing at all.

The other sisters weren't going to have that. "Hey hey, Luci." The second youngest, Leviathan, poked Lucifer in the side. "I'm sure you've actually practiced this sort of thing all the time, haven't you? Don't think I haven't seen you trying it!"

"Leviathan, hold your tongue!" Satan yelled at her, grabbing her shoulder. "Even if you're joking, accusing the representative of the Seven Sisters of doing something so undignified is going too far!"

"I agree it's hard to imagine... Of course, that would make her completely useless in this situation," Belphegor commented with a smirk.

"Luci's useless, as usual!" Mammon cackled. "You sure you don't want me to help, Lady Beatrice...?"

"Useless...?!" Lucifer gasped, biting her thumb for just a moment in consideration before clearing her throat, tossing her hair once more, even as she glanced away. "Of course, Great Lady Beatrice. Naturally, I have practiced this sort of thing just for this occasion, anticipating your every wish."

"So you weren't trying to get a man, Luci?" Asmodeus asked, leaning in on her sister's left.

"Luci was hungry for a booyfriiiend!!" Beelzebub teased from the other side.

"I wasn't practicing it to get a boooyfriiiend!!" the perpetually teased oldest sister protested, shaking them off. "B-but yes, I did practice, so you won't find furniture more suited to it than me."

I thought that was probably true... The thought of the cute eldest sister of these demons shaking her ass was enough to get me excited, even before I started dressing that idea up with more bells and whistles. I decided to push my luck. Lucifer, maybe you could give us a little demonstration of your moves right n-

Before I could finish my request, Lucifer had a red blade of magic energy pointed at my throat with a cold look in her eyes. I got swept up in the mood and forgot how dangerous these sisters could be. "My Lady, shall I slay this common demon for his impudence?"

"Please don't, Lucifer," Beatrice calmed her furniture, putting a hand to Lucifer's arm and making her lower her weapon. "This demon, Hip, is my esteemed guest for the evening. If I may say, he's actually had an excellent idea! Won't you demonstrate for us right now?"

"Kh! ... M-my Lady... in front of all these...?" The eldest sister went as red as her magic blade, losing her cool immediately.

"Come now, Lucifer! Show me those impressive moves of yours! Don't make me regret forming you with such a hot ass, okaaay? The time has come for you to shake what I have granted you!" Ostensibly, Beatrice was still asking for a favor, but it sure felt like she had fallen into the same teasing pattern as the others without realizing it.

"Well, if you command it, I shall not fail, n-naturally..." In spite of her words, far from moved by the spirit of dance or a desire to please, Lucifer looked as stiff as a board. "Only, doing it spontaneously may be a bit of a challenge...!"

Did I have anything that might help the furniture get in the swing of things?