RAVIA

Entry 16: The Succubus' Lore

"Hey Sir Grumps-a-lot!"

"Don't call me that," said Sergei to Ravia as he sat around the bar she was working, drinking his usual vodka on the rocks. A typical Russian drink. Ravia doesn't really fancy the drink but who's she to dictate what one should drink.

Ravia grinned.

"But you've been grumpy all night for no reason."

Sergei scoffed. "That's what you think." He turned and pointed at the throng of male and female, a combination of humans and demons who were trying to push their way forward to be close to Ravia.

"Do you see these scavengers? It's like they're trying to get a bite out of you and I don't like that," he said. "I thought that I've already established that already."

Ravia grimaced as Sergei punched the lights out of a vampire that blew a kiss at her. Ouch! She winced when the same vampire fell face forward, flat on his face. Sergei then brushed the invisible lint off his coat, glared at the crowd of people, who in turn, took a few steps back away from the bar counter. A few people who thought they were brave took a step forward but regretted doing so when Sergei stood up off the stool and flexed his fist. He started to step towards them but was pulled back by Lucifer who was flirting up a storm with the owner of the bar.

"Calm your tits Serg! You acting as if they're about to kiss her or something."

Sergei cursed and sat back on the stool. Ravia handed him another glass of vodka hoping it would calm him down. The joy of having a possessive boyfriend. A demon nonetheless. If only Sergei knew how turned on she gets from his he-man, macho guy acts. Not that she'll tell him of course. After all, he's already arrogant enough.

"Look at them all getting googoo eyed over her," grumbled Sergei.

To add more flame to the fire, Lucifer said, " It's the outfit she's wearing. That's a lot of boobs showing through that blouse right there." He gestured at the tight, black blouse that Ravia wore with emphasis on her breasts.

Ravia swore she saw steam rising from Sergei's head. Sighing, she gripped his shirt collar and pulled him forward, placing a drug calming kiss on those sexy Cupid's bow lips of his until she felt the tension drained out of him. She smiled pushing him away from her gently. Ravia then reached out and wiped the stains of the black lipstick she was wearing off his mouth.

She then asked,"You okay now?" And in reply, Sergei nodded. Mission accomplished.

Lucifer sat there staring at both of them with an amused smile.

"That's a creepy cat got it's milk smile you got there," said Ravia as she dried some wet shot glasses.

Lucifer's grin only got wider. He took a long drink from his glass of whisky. A popped a grape from the exotic fruit tray into his mouth. He looked at Sergei, ignoring Ravia's earlier statement.

"What did you mean when you said that you've already established that Ravia was yours, during caveman slash possessive werewolf diatribe?"

It was then that the smile that Ravia had on her face turned into a scowl whilst Sergei's frown turned into a smug grin. Lucifer saw the change in the couple's expressions and found it really interesting.

"Don't say a word," said Ravia through a tight lipped scowl and Sergei grinned.

This made Lucifer more curious than before.

"Tell me or I'll read both of your minds," threatened Lucifer.

From experience, Sergei knew that whenever Lucifer read people's minds, he took a flashback journey into their entire lives and who wants people or anyone in general to do that. Surely not him.