Daddy Lucifer
Varto has entertained my silence for long enough and my he is much aware of the wickedness crossing my mind and much more perturbed.
"Buy her the costume, something that I would approve of...." I tapped my fingers on my chin, smirking devilishly as I pictured my princess in a piece so scantily immoral and sinfully seductive. "She would make a very sexy She- Devil don't you think, varto? I can see her as The Mistress of Hell, lusty and irresistible, my liloco has such great potential, I just need to fuck it out of her."