Sound and fury signifying nothing

Sure enough Flonne instantly appeared to be overcome with frustration, her eyes tearing up as one of her free hands tried desperately to 'scratch the itch' between her legs. Apparently the device cut out any sensation she could have that weren't directed by those that put it on her so all she could do was frantically and fruitlessly rub her pussy as her hazy eyes gazed around the inside of the closet. With a resounding crack Flonne's hand gripped the door frame hard enough to crack the wood, her crimson eyes glowing with anger as she moaned, "N-Not HERE?!"

Apparently my impromptu plan worked and through her hazed vision she couldn't see me so far in the dark with with my camouflage on. With a thunderous thump Flonne stomped her foot, turning around with a frustrated growl/moan and stalked off, most likely attempting to find another hiding place where I would be huddled in. Now I knew that it would only be a matter of time before Flonne came back, if nothing else she would probably tear the closet apart to check if I'm here and if so...well then I'm sunk.

Gingerly standing up and shedding my camo I crept out of the closet, my mind already forming a plan as I quietly began to sneak towards the door. If I could get outside then I could have a few more moments of Flonne's **** before I finally released her for it, hell at this point she was so **** I doubt that she would even think twice about going outside, something I think would be very entertaining given the circumstances.

With a careful foot and cautious eye I started out into the hall, my feet avoiding all of the creaking floorboards of anything else that could give away my position. However, just as I thought I would have some luck in a silent escape a sudden voice spoke up, "John! There you are!" Surprise, surprise, I turned around to see Laharla and Etna peeking out of one of the hallway doors at me, Etna glaring down at Laharla while the ex-overlord clapped a hand over her mouth.

Instantly the pounding of Flonne's footsteps sounded from down the hall, the **** Angel racing for me as I took my cue and ran for the door. A few footsteps from the door I turned my head, my eyes shooting open as I realized how close Flonne had gotten, the crazed Angel reaching out for me intent on ending her ****. My hand was on the doorknob, turning the brass handle as Flonne came within a few feet of me...talk about a reversal or fortune...