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Well. I'm not really sure what the "Bible" is. And I've never heard of angels or heaven. But I saw this quiz on evankasparov's journal and it was telling him that he was Satan (no "e"), who apparently rules Hell in this "Bible" thing. Well, shit. That was amusing. So I took the quiz.

And what do you know? I got the same result.

I'm assuming there are other villains you can get, but I think this one's fitting, all things considered. *can't decide whether to smirk or giggle*

Satan You scored 60% Pride, 70% Envy, 60% Ambition, and 62% Deceitfulness!

You are Satan, the consummate villain, and the ascendant figure in the unholy trinity. Throughout history you have been called The Serpent, The Accuser, The Devil, Lucifer, The Prince of the Power of the Air, and The Dragon, among other things. Your “compatriots” in the unholy trinity, the Antichrist and the False Prophet, are merely pawns in your futile struggle with God. Though, they probably don’t know this. This is because you are a master of deception; indeed the Bible calls you “The Father of All Lies”. You are also very ambitious, and you strive to be in positions of the utmost authority. Unfortunately, it was impossible for you to obtain the highest title in heaven and this is part of the reason why you decided to leave. Of course, you couldn’t just leave by yourself, so you managed to use your deceptive abilities to get one third of the angels in heaven to join with you in revolt. God put down the rebellion and expelled you from heaven. To most people, it would seem foolish to start a war against God, but pride can sometimes cause people to do foolish things. In heaven, you were the most beautiful and powerful of all angels and you were well aware of this. Unfortunately, you let your pride consume you and your passions led you down the road to perdition. After you were expelled from heaven, you let another one of your attributes consume you—envy. You knew that you could never defeat God, but you could attempt to destroy humanity, his most beloved creation. Your goal is to bring as many people as possible to suffer in Hell with you. Fortunately for you, but unfortunately for the rest of us, you’ve been endowed with all of the attributes necessary (deceptiveness, confidence, ruthlessness, and ambition) to do a terribly good job at this.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 60% on Pride You scored higher than 83% on Envy You scored higher than 50% on Ambition You scored higher than 80% on Deceitfulness

Link: The Which Biblical Villain Are You Test written by MetalliScats on Ok Cupid

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Her lips slide free of his, down over his neck, nipping sharply before slipping over his collarbone.

She teases at a nipple, then the other, tongue taut and flicking, then rough, but gentler at the same time.

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He stretches out beneath her, sighing just a little raggedly.

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She purrs just slightly against his skin, sliding lower, as her fingers stroke over his thighs. She dips her tongue into his belly button, tickling a bit, then slides across his abdomen to his hip, teeth nipping at skin over bone.

Tongue down the crease of hip and groin, letting his erection brush her cheek. She traces his balls with a single fingertip. Her tongue follows the path a moment later.

[oldestbeloved.livejournal.com]

He groans, arching up just a little into her mouth. His fingers slide through her hair, a little frantic, mostly controlled.

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She traces her tongue up one side of his sac, then down the center between his balls, then up the other side before, flicking her tongue over just the center of the base of his cock. One hand closes around him, stroking easily, while the other teases over his abdomen, tracing the muscles there.

[oldestbeloved.livejournal.com]

His body slowly tenses, hips not so much lifting as writhing beneath her mouth. One hand clenches in the sheets, the other tangles tighter in her hair.

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Her free hand traces from belly button to pubic bone with light pressure. The other slides up his shaft with a light twist a the top to tease at his head and frenulum before sliding down again. Her eyes flick to his face as she gently traces the pattern with her tongue again, on the back of his sac, light pressure flicking over the skin behind for a moment. Then slowly, gently she slides her lips around one side of his sac, caressing him with her tongue and the slightest humming vibration. She lavishes attention, then slides her mouth across him to treat the other side the same.

[oldestbeloved.livejournal.com]

Every little touch, every little sensation driving him wild. Sending his body arching off the bed and settling back down as it fades and then arching again. Eyes wide and unseeing, bright electric blue. Sweat starting to tint like blue fire as it trickles over his body.

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Finally, she slides her mouth to his shaft. Just the tip of her tongue as she slides over him. Around him. She kisses his slip. Licks away the moisture there, leaving more. Traces the underside of his head.

Then takes him in. She's trained, she demonstrates that. A point of pride as he slides down her throat, muscles working around him. But she prefers her tongue. Far more pleasure for her, and more stimulation for him. So she eases back. Takes him in halfway, her tongue working constantly over the sensitive nerves in his head. Her hand, warm, wet and firm slide over his lower shaft, stroking, letting him thrust. Her other continues to stroke his stomach. Thighs. Gentle connection.

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Some noise falls out of his mouth, some incoherent pleading sound that spirals up before it fades. His hips thrust slowly, controlled, as much for the delicious and needy feeling of tension as to ease her way. His fingers tangle in her hair, tightly clenched when they stop stroking, shaking when they move. His chest heaves as he struggles to draw even breaths, everything sparking more and brighter.

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The ring of her slick fingers, tight around him. Constant stimulation along his entire shaft. She moans a little around him, a soft vibrating hum. Her eyes lift from her task, watching his face, every expression. Nails scraping down his thigh lightly.

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He shudders down his entire body, hand fisting tight in her hair. Sparks, blue fire, definitely pouring off of him in subtle waves. A moan that spirals into a pleading whimper.

*Surreal...*

Her name on a gasping cry. So close.

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The blue fire fascinates her. She traces it with eyes. With fingers. Her tongue winds around him in long, leisurely strokes, gentle suction with each pull, urging him higher, shivering as his voice rolls through her.

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He groans. Screams as his hands dig into the sheets, as he writhes off the bed and comes in a shuddering wave, blue fire licking their skin and flaring high before it subsides, before his body stops shaking violently.

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She takes it as it comes, as he comes, swallowing him down, then slowly licking him clean, easing the tremors until they subside to something more minor.

She slides back up his body to drop a kiss on his lips, resting against his chest.

[oldestbeloved.livejournal.com]

He kisses her back, sighing against her mouth.

One arm slides wearily around her shoulders, a light hug. Fingertips tracing over the curve of her shoulder and down her arm, back up again.

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She smiles at the touches, resting her fingers on his chest, quietly listening to his heartbeat and the sound of his breath.

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He lies quiet for a moment, still except for the little movements of his hand.

"You are a singular woman, Surreal." His voice is quiet, almost subdued, lazy contentment and an undercurrent of thoughtful almost-surprise.

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She smiles, lifting her head to look at him, pleased surprise in her eyes.

"Thank you." She rests her chin on her hand on his chest, gazing up at him. Her own contented smile, meeting his eyes. "I've never truly met anyone like you."

Oh, there are traces of Daemon in him. Saetan. Patterns she can see even now. Ways she knows to respond. But he's more, unique in his own way, though she hasn't the words to express that, especially in her sated exhaustion.

[oldestbeloved.livejournal.com]

He kisses the tip of her nose, smiling, impish and pleased. "Why, thank you."

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

She wrinkles her nose a bit as she smiles, eyes laughing, then rests her head back on his chest, snuggling a little.

[oldestbeloved.livejournal.com]

He snuggles back and settles with a pleased little sigh. Resuming the little strokes along her shoulder and arm, over her back. PLaying with the ends of her hair.

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

She presses a kiss to his chest, stifling the tiniest yawn, her body feeling heavy to her and utterly relaxed.

[oldestbeloved.livejournal.com]

He smiles, a touch of smug again, as he strokes his fingers through her hair.

And then he begins to sing, ever so softly. A lullaby, of sorts. "We're walking in the air / we're floating in the moonlit sky / the people down below are sleeping as we fly..."

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She smiles, quiet and listening and drifting a bit, not interrupting.