Hell's Force of Nature (Helltaker Harem X Scout Male Reader)

Jealousy and Goat Fur

It was a hot, muggy, miserable July day, where it seemed the air conditioner had taken a day off, and the fans made the house feel like an airport.

Many of the girls had taken to walking around, stripped down to their underwear, and many kept complaining about the heat.

"Even in my domain, it doesn't get this hot!" Lucifer whined.

"Shit....might finally lose my love handles with how much I'm sweating." Zdrada muttered.

"Well, the earth is getting hotter by 0.11⁰ Fahrenheit each year, so it's no wonder why it's so hot!" Azazel said, fanning herself.

"Nobody asked, nerd." Malina replied, shutting Azazel up.

Modeus was too tired and hot to say anything horny. She was too busy trying to stay cool, and Pandemonica was at work.

Pyro seemed unaffected, and if anything, invigorated, as he was furiously drawing a fire with crayons, sitting by the TV, which was playing a random movie, no one was paying attention

After a minute, you strode into the living room, wearing only swimming trunks. Taker following suit.

"Y/n! Come over here. You look like you might collapse from this dreadful heat! Allow me to fan you, please?" Lucifer said, giving you a hug.
While she was in underwear, which SHOULD have felt wonderful, she was also very sweaty, thus making it feel as though as you hugged a seal.

"That's, uh...nice, but I don't need to be cooled off right now." You said, peeling away from the hug.

"Aw, well, if you need anything, you come straight to me, understood?" Lucifer said, crossing her arms and pouting.

"I solemnly swear, if sticking my head in the freezer doesn't work, I'll go to you." You said wearily.

"Excellent, now, let's go buy some of that delicious ice cream, like we had that one tim- Taker? What in the planes of torture are you wearing?"

Taker looked up.

"Uh, a speedo?" He shrugged.

It was true, due to the heat, Taker had taken off his dress clothes, and instead adorned a bright red speedo, which made you wonder about the poor guys mental health, because there was no way you would be caught dead in a speedo, not only that, he was wearing a rubber ducky floatie ring, some flippers, and swimming goggles with the tube breathing thing. (You know what I'm talking about. My brain isn't braining right now.)

"It looks so ridiculous. Why are you wearing it?" Lucifer said, trying hard not to laugh.

"Because he wouldn't go unless he was wearing them." You said.

"Go? Go where?" Lucifer asked, puzzled.

"Uh, going to use Takers pool." You replied.

The house grew very silent, and everyone's head turned to look at you, the eyes of hot, sweaty, barely clothed women staring at you.

"Oh come on, you're telling me in the 5 months we've lived here. You didn't know about the pool? Taker and I were using the hot tub all the time back during February!"

And so, you, Taker, and Lucifer walked over to the Olympic sized swimming pool on the roof of Takers Mansion, and the girls without another word ran and jumped into the pool, the heat of the day quickly forgotten.

"Oh dear, everybody! Don't run! Your chance of injury goes up significantly!" Azazel said, hurrying towards the pool cautiously.

"Taker! I need you to spread some sunscreen on me! Your big, strong hands and broad shoulders too!" Modeus said.