Ephidel

Later that morning, Ursula knocked at Sonia's door. Sure she could just teleport in but this is Sonia after all. Nergal's head bimbo, and she did not want the ire of the bitch when she's angry. Hell' she's always angry and always demanded breakfast in bed every morning. Yesterday, Sonia shouted at her fro not cooking the eggs right. For gosh's sake, stupid bitch does not even eat the food. Sonia thinks she's stupid enough not to know that Sonia and the rest of the powerfully creepy lackeys of Nergal don’t require food. They’re energy vampires, of that she’s certain and the only reason Sonia wanted the food was that the old man Nergal always wanted to eat after a good fucking. Stupid morphling, thinking that she, Sonia, would be stupid enough to believe such a pathetic lie. Hell, she could hear Nergal’s ragged grunts as he climaxed in that bimbo’s pussy almost all the time. Goddess, the old man is such a repulsive looking bag of bones, why would any woman in her right mind want to fuck with him. She shuddered at the thought. Repulsive. Lecher. Yet there she was, Ursula with a tray in her hand knocked on the door.

“Sonia, breakfast” She called in between knocks.

“Come in” came a voice that was not unknown to her.

“Ephidel’?” She thought as she opened the door. She wondered what the other morphling was doing here. She knew Ephidel was reported dead but what was he doing still here alive and in Sonia’s room at that. Thoughts of Nergal having a ménage-a-trois with his creations flooded her mind. She felt sick.

“Now, Ursula. You insult me.” Ephidel said, surprising the blue haired mage, prompting her to gawk.

It was not just Ephidel’s voice that surprised her, it was the fact that the male morphling was naked and fucking the other morphling from behind. He smiled cockily at Ursula as he pointed at the dead Nergal’s corpse.

“Nergal’s now dead. I’m your master now. And unlike the old man, I don’t mind being watched” he mused, still pounding away at the beauty before him. “Or listening for that matter” he telepathically conveyed, smiling at Ursula.

Ursula’s jaw dropped as she discovered that Ephidel now had telepathic powers and worse, despite Nergal being dead, there they were, morphlings still seemingly undiminished and Ephidel somewhat bursting with power, had screwed all her plans for taking over the organization after all, she was the only heir to Nergal’s black fang if the morphling and their master vanished. She took a few steps backward trying to flee but…

“Now, now Ursula. You’ve seen the both of us naked, the polite thing you can do is join us.” Ephidel said as he gestured his hands, freezing Ursula in her tracks.

With a wave of a finger Ursula levitated towards the couple, who were still quite amazingly still fucking despite Ephidel blabbering away, her clothes ripped by Ephidel’s telekinesis. Soon enough she was naked, and still levitating, in front of Ephidel.

He smiled and calmly said, pulling himself out of Sonia at the same time, “I’ll let you live despite all your machinations toward us, IF you promise to be my bitch…”