Almost, so close

Sitting in the closet I listened carefully to the sounds of what was happening in my house. First off I could tell that Etna was caught first, if nothing else she was the closest at the time and Flonne must be getting pretty damn ****. After a while Flonne's footsteps stopped thundering around the house and it made me wonder what exactly she was doing out there. However after a little bit of this silence the shrill scream of Laharla answered my tone...apparently the angel could use stealth tactics as well.

With the other two down it was on to me, my body tucked away in my closet as Flonne returned to her thundering race around the house. It was rather entertaining watching her shadow pass by the slats in the closet door over and over again, her breath panting and her voice moaning as arousal shook through her entire body. Once or twice I heard he fumble, catching herself before she fell and almost instantly back up, looking for me all over again.

I could also hear Etna and Laharla as they grumbled about their sore loss, Etna more than Laharla given how much she would give to prove how better she was than the ex-overlord. But all in all it was a good long time before Flonne came through the hallway, stumbling into my room with a glazed look of lust, her inner thighs glistening with her dripping juices as she whimpered, "Not...funny...where are...you?"

With panting breath and weak legs Flonne stumbled over to the closet, her gait unsteady and her mannerisms shaky as she reached for the last unexplored place in the house. Slowly, Flonne approached the door, her hand reaching out and grabbing the handle, slowly pulling it open...