Short stories!

Sins

"I'm going on one million and seventy five, Mary. How do you expect me to remember what specific thing I am?" He asks harshly, folding his arms. He wore a pink crop hoodie and light jean shorts. He had magenta hair and red eyes, with rather pointy ears for a human. Though, He did have rather pale, clear skin. He was also rather attractive.

"Sorry...What are you doing in my house, though?" She asks, rubbing her arm. Mary was a known priest and was also decently attractive. For a human.

"This is my territory now. You can stay, though. You excel my requirements," He waves at her, dismissing her question.

"What gives you the right-?!"
"I am Vince. I come from a royal line of demons and- of course- me being here will bring you unmeasurable amounts of pleasure," He sits on Mary's counter, crossing his legs.

"...I..do not want anything remotely demonic. Inside my-" Mary started, but Vince quickly cuts her off,
"Did I not just say this house is no longer yours? If you can't respect that I'm still letting you stay, then please leave,"

Mary growls, clenching her fists. Vince hummed, tapping his painted black nails on the counter.
"Truly, I have no need for-"

Vince hops down from the counter, with groan, "Seriously! Give up your hopes on going to heaven already! We have stacks and stacks of booze in Hell!" He roughly grips Mary's shoulders, his long magenta hair falling over his shoulder, "Have you seen the strippers? The strippers are so hot. Any desire- At all- which you have, I can guarantee it'll be fulfilled!" He shakes her, his grip tightening before Mary finally shouts,

"Fine! You can stay! But-"
Vince lets her go, smiling and revealing his sharp teeth, "Perfect! I'll be sure to bring you fame and riches! Now what do you want?"

"I...want to meet-"
"It can't involve God, you bitch," Vince rolls his eyes.
"Oh...well then I don't-"
"Seriously?! Are you not human? Money? Men? Women? Food? War?! Nothing?!" Vince shouts, looking at her like she's crazy.

Mary shakes her head, "No...I don't.."
Vince seems to think for a minute, looking at her, "What if I bring you all the sins? You only need to spend a week with them,"
"W-what? N-no no no I can't have any sins in my-"
"Just think of them like regular people. Only a week, Mary. Only a week," He pats on her head.

"So why don't we start off with Wrath? Or perhaps Gluttony? What do you want to start of with?" Vince asks, smirking and leaning towards Mary, "Or perhaps you'd like to start with me? I'd definitely make it worth your while,"
He nuzzles his head against Mary's neck, until Mary pushes him away. Vince stumbles back.
"No thanks. I...don't do those things."

"Eh? Really?" He looks shocked before smirking, "So that means your a virgin, right?" He licks his lips, his devil tail curling and popping out from beneath his shorts. 

"Even if I am it'd be illegal to-"
"Ugh~! More about rules and shit? That's a huge turn off," Vince scratches his hair, sighing, "Then maybe you can start with Amini. He'll be nice to you, don't worry," Vince walks towards the door, stopping to wave at her, "Guess this is goodbye! If you ever need me, Just call!"

And with that, he leaves. But then, the door opens and a golden haired boy walks in. He has gold hair and golden eyes, and he wore a white button down shirt and black slacks. He dressed like he was in the nineteen twenties, like some guy in the Mafia or something.

He squats in front of Mary, offering a hand, "I'm Amini. The sin of greed, at your service," He smiles.
Mary takes his hand, already thinking this is better than Vince.