The guide was spooked to say the least but she followed him down whatever demented rabbit hole he was going. “I know you can,” she reassured him as he told her. She scrambled to her feet once he let her free. “I’m fine. You didn’t hurt me much.” She could feel the light cut to her throat but still, it was okay.

She took his hand and put the dagger in his sheath looking at him. Her eyes were terrified but still, she pulled him to follow her. “Come on,” she pulled him out of the tunnel. It was almost pulling her back in so when she gave them once final tug she flung them out.

The front of the cave collapsed and Simone stared up at Lewis was on top of her now. “Do you feel better? I tried to get us out as soon as possible. Maybe now would be a good time for a break… Pride and Gluttony are next.”

She didn't seem to mind that he was on her or between her legs. She was more scared that the greed was still in effect. He could have killed her and set her free but Simone would have been stuck and so would he.

Lewis felt the pull of the cave, but the guiding Simone was pulling him towards the exit. Still, the power of Greed was strong and it compelled Lewis to stay, almost attempting to drag him back, but the guide’s pull was just strong enough to pull them both out. Lewis rolled with her, and ended up on top of her. Simone probably could feel his length pressed against her.

“I feel…okay,” Lewis stated. He stayed on top of her for a moment, but rolled off once he realized the problem. “I could use a rest, I guess. That was…more than I was expecting.” He was still flushed from the whole ordeal. Even if she hadn’t felt his cock, it was obvious that something was off. His focus was erratic, and while Greed may not have held any more sway over his mind, he was still a human with annoying hormones that clouded even the best of judgements.

It’ll go away if I just leave it be… He thought. Though, he remembered the look that the guide Simone gave him as the dagger pressed against her throat. The helplessness that she had, the longing look in her eyes for release.

“Fuck,” he muttered. It was stuck in his head on replay. He glanced over to Simone, a hungry look in his eyes. “How do I rid myself of these desires. Any ideas? Because if you don’t have any, I’m not sure I can stop myself from slitting your throat…”

Simone could feel everything and she was blushing a bit. She had never really felt a man before not like the others. Compared to the others she was innocent and had probably had her life snuffed out early. It felt weird and warm but alright she thought.

She got up in a scramble and took his dagger from him. “You can use me… I think…” she was blushing. “I don’t know anything though. I never got that far in life but you can’t stab me… Maybe choke but don’t let me pass out.” She left for a moment to hide the dagger before coming back and holding her hand out to him.

“If you use me it should get it out of your system, right? However, you want. Whatever you want. Just don't kill me or make me pass out.”

Lewis’ breath hitched as he offered herself to him. There it was. The chance to release that tension. It had worked once before, with Lust, where his mind cleared for just a moment. It was all he needed was one moment of clarity to regain his sanity. He barely noticed that she left with the dagger, but had no qualms with it. After all, she was right. He needed her alive.

Lewis stepped forward, taking his pants off. It briefly occurred to him that he never got his shirt back, but it didn’t matter. It wasn’t cold. In fact, it was warm, and growing warmer as he moved towards the guide Simone. She was smaller than he was, blushing and waiting. He pressed his lips against hers, almost forcefully. The taste of her mixed with the blood once again assaulted his senses.

Focus. But he didn’t want to. He licked the edge of her lips, trailing kisses down her neck, gently biting at her neck. Focus. He couldn’t. He tore the frail flower that kept her modesty, tossing it aside as he pushed her against the rubble of the cave. Focus. He lifted her by her waist. She was surprisingly light. His throbbing cock pressed against her, sliding against her pussy.

She was wet, breathing heavy. A part of her was terrified, but that same part of her wanted it almost as much as he did. Lewis could hear her whimper as he unintentionally teased her, his clock slipping against her as he tried to keep himself under some semblance of control. Finally, though, he broke, pulling her down on the full length, balancing her with his strength against the cave in.

He was rough against her where she was carefully following along. Unlike her counterparts, she didn’t know how to tease him or how to really even flirt. She was going out on the ledge with this one. She could taste Greed’s blood intermingling with their kisses.

Little pants left her lips as he kissed and nipped at her neck. A light moan escaped towards the end and she tried to hold it. Her face flushed a bit more when he ripped it off. The whimpers left her mouth as he teased her. The more he teased her the more her fingers gripped at his back.

Finally, once he had seemingly broke she let out an uncontrolled moan. She felt him fully enter her and it hurt but she bit back the pain if only for a few moments before she realized she liked it. She stifled the whimpers more but her hips began to rock against him. Her nails gripped harder into his back as she forced herself up to kiss him.

“More,” the guide whispered to him.

The look in her eyes, her quivering lips, the moans that escaped her lips. It was all more than Lewis had bargained for. Her desire for more was clear the moment he entered her, well before she ever let the words escape past her lips. Simone’s nails digging into his skin only made the pleasure more prevalent, the pain clashing with the chemicals in his brain.

He forced another kiss, pressing his tongue against her lips, prying them open. He wanted to taste more of her, to feel more of what she had to offer him. Her small movements of rocking back and forth weren’t enough, so he added his own erratic, compulsory thrusts to the mix, roughly moving her against the rubble.

Simone felt the sharp rocks scratch against her back, and whimpered in pain mixed with the waves of pleasure, unsure of how it all seemed to mix together in this messy experience. She could feel blood trickling down her back, and as she broke free from the kiss, let out a ragged cry, gasping as his cock hit deep inside of her. She dug her nails deeper into his shoulders, breaking the skin. It was all overwhelming, too much to take in all at once.

Lewis’ thrusts slowed. The angle was amazing, but a part of him knew that if he kept going, Simone might get an injury that she couldn’t recover from. No…he was clear minded enough to know better. He pulled back, panting, his cock standing on in, shimmering with the guide’s fluids.

“Down. Legs spread…”

Simone felt a deep desire when Lewis moved away, and she almost begged him not to stop, but he made no indication that he was finished. Instead, he gave her instructions. It didn’t matter, not at this point. She needed the rest of this, and would do just about anything to finish.

She would have started fussing at him as soon as he had slowed down but he seemed just as disappointed as she was. She moved with a bit of pain but she did as he told her to. Even this was a bit too much for her as she felt the soft grace now against her cuts and scraps. She understood why he stopped but a part of her was still sore about it.

Eagerly she pulled him down to her and kissed him hard. He leveraged her hips and let his tip tease to her lips. Her eyes gave him a stubborn look as she thrust her hips up to him forcing him back inside her. She arched herself as a moan left her lips. Firmly his hands grabbed at her hips as he started to trust back.

Finally, Lewis flipped her over and positioned her just right. He spread her legs and rubbed her clit roughly to get a moan out of her. Taking her by the hips he slammed his cock right back into her. Her cries filled the air as she felt his whole length.

He slapped her ass multiple times and he could feel Simone tightening around his shaft from the excitement. Each time he hit her she let her moans grow louder. She was so close.

It was something that would have never crossed Lewis’ mind under any normal circumstances, but seeing Simone’s arched back as she pushed back against his every thrust was invigorating in no way that Lewis could ever begin to describe. He pushed harder and faster against her, freeing one of his hands to grab at her long hair, wrapping it around his fist as he yanked it back, forcing a deeper arch, forcing her back even harder with every thrust.

He was close. He could feel it building, just like last time. Lewis gasped, pulling hard and pushing deep, feeling the swelling hit its peak, filling her as he came.

And there it was. That afterglow of pleasure and pain, mixed with the clarity that he desperately so desired…

She let her screams out as he yanked on her hair. In any other circumstance, it might have been overly painful for the person but for Simone, it was like a drug. She didn’t understand it but she wanted Lewis to hurt her and she liked it. She liked it a lot.

Simone felt the release of her orgasm as she was filled to the brim by Lewis. She was breathing roughly and once she was lowered she rolled over to grab at her hair and breasts. She was trying to make sure she was still in control. In theory, she should have been tainted but… why wasn’t she?

Her legs had a visible shake to them as she couldn’t even get a hold of herself long enough to stand. It was her first time and she was definitely hooked on Lewis. “I think… I think camp should be right here… For right now…” She barely got it out. “I just need a moment.”

It was several minutes before the little guide had managed to get up and get some sticks for a fire. She sat next to Lewis holding the dagger. Offering it up to him she smiled. “Do you feel better like you hoped?” Gods knew she did and she wasn’t the one who had been affected by it all.

After taking a few more labored breaths, "More south of here is Gluttony… and to the west of her is Pride. Finally, we will have to showdown Lust… Wrath will come out of hiding once we've finished those three."

The clarity was there, and finally he could think straight. But he was exhausted, and rolled over with Simone, his sweaty body laying pressed against hers. He felt her check herself for her sanity, but he didn’t really feel like moving. For the first time since he entered this mad world, he felt good. Tired, but good. He closed his eyes for a moment, listening to the silence mixed with Simone’s breathing.

After awhile, he felt her get up and go gather sticks, but for the time being Lewis just lay there, relishing in the afterglow. Perhaps it was the power of the sins, but was feeling emotions that he never thought he was capable of. And while he hated it for the most part, there were a few that he could grow addicted to.

It was dangerous.

He sat up as the fire started to get going, and yawned. “I feel…fine,” he said. It was true. He was definitely functioning like normal now. “So we get some rest, and then head South.” Lewis liked having a plan. It gave him a sense of what to do next, and how to act.

“Get some rest. I’ll keep watch,” Lewis said as he took the dagger from her finally. “We can trade off later. I’ll be fine…”