Lust Ring 4 script

Vocabulary

Devil-may-care: cheerful and reckless
Oxytocin: a hormone that is responsible for feelings of love, attraction, and bonding.
Willy-nilly: at random
Coronary: coronary embolism, which can lead to a heart attack
Ignominious:  undignified
Neophyte: beginner
Refractory period: the time it takes for someone to be sexually responsive again following orgasm; could be seconds, minutes, or hours.
Peachy: Excellent
King Erysichthon: in Greek mythology, a king who was cursed by the goddess Demeter to have an insatiable appetite.
Yore: a time from the past
Singular: one of a kind
C'mere: shortened form of "come here"
Box: 1920s slang for vagina
Arugula: a spicy, leafy vegetable related to kale.
Mantle: like a draping cloth

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(soft saxophone jazz, people talking, clinking of silverware on dishes fx)

See? I told you this place was premier! Behold, Ozzie's, in all its lascivious glory.

People wait for months to get a reservation here.

Due to such a demand, I've only been able to snag seating a few times.

It promises a sultry, devil-may-care time, with enough food, drink, entertainment, and exposed skin that would make even the most long-standing hedonist blush.

And this curved booth location is prime!

Of course, nothing can top my... enchanting table guest.

I'm acting silly? Well, blame the Lust Languidness. It increases oxytocin levels like mad, resulting in an overly-affectionate demeanor.

And you're not one to talk - you're cozying up in my personal space!

I mean, you could sit on my lap, if it suits you. I could whisper something very crude in your ear.

'Later'? Oh... oh, I WILL hold you to that promise....

I know I keep saying it ad nauseam, but you truly are stunning tonight. In all my years, alive or dead, I have never laid eyes upon such a fair creature.

Now, Dear, I told you... I do not dispense compliments to anyone willy-nilly. You've genuinely earned my fawning.

You needn't say anything; you're blushing furiously. No need to get you all tongue-tied, which is adorable.

(waiter approaching with sizzling meat fx)

Ah, the food's here!

Flambé Wagyu rib eye... spectacular! (waiter covers beef with lid to extinguish flames, uncovers it fx)

You know, this is the only place in Hell I can find this dish. Well, aside from Gluttony.

(waiter places plates on table fx) I must extend my gratitude to Asmodeus.

How do I know him, exactly? (waiter grinding pepper fx)  Oh, he and I go way back!

(song ends, audience applauds fx) He was one of the first demons I invoked. He's a great king, you know.

First time I summoned him, I nearly had a coronary! (new song starts, waiter opening bottle of sparkling wine and pours it fx)

My mind couldn't process such a profound occurrence.

Ah, my neophyte days of shadow magic are what some could call 'ignominious'.

Oh, oh, Waiter... I'm curious about Asmodeus' new aphrodisiac whiskey variety. Tell me, how does it differ from the previous years' batches?

Ah, a gradual crescendo of ecstasy, with more robust urges...

 and it eliminates refractory period?

If I consume it now, it won't take affect for about at least an hour?

So, so no chance I'll be trying to get out of this place with a raging hard-on in about five minutes?

Peachy! I will take a glass!

Cher... what about you?

Make that two glasses....

(waiter walks away fx)

So Dear... are you admitting you want to join  me again tonight? I guess last night wasn't enough for you then.

In all fairness, it wasn't for me, either.

I feel like King Erysichthon,  in that the  more I partake, the more ravenous I become.

Oh, look at me, jabbering away while our food grows cold. Bon appétit. (forks and knives fx)

Mmmm! How absolutely masterful! The Pride Ring doesn't have anything nearly so gastronomically cosmopolitan.

I must get the recipe from the chef, so I can replicate this at the hotel.

I shouldn't have any trouble convincing him to do so. Otherwise, he'll be the next entree I prepare!

Oh, cher, you know I like to talk big!

I would never consume someone who creates such heavenly dishes.

(waiter returns with whiskey fx)

And speaking of consuming flesh, our waiter has returned with our drinks!

No, no, I jest. (waiter places glass in front of Listener fx)  As long as you keep up your excellent service, your safety is assured.

(Waiter nearly drops glass on Alastor fx) Whoopsie, almost spilled the drink on me! Careful, or you might end up in my gumbo....

(Waiter places glass before Alastor fx) Thank you.

(waiter leaves fx) Mmm... warm caramel and hickory smoke. Lovely combination.

Well, here's to a wild night ahead. Cheers. (glasses toast fx, Alastor sips his liquor)

Ahhh, goes down like that unforgettable (19)32  bootlegged Bourbon I had.

According to the waiter, this should kick in about an hour, so we've got some time to eat and enjoy the entertainment. (song ends, crowd applauds fx, Alastor takes another sip)

This all reminds me of the supper clubs of yore. I frequented the regularly, partly to show off my dance moves, and partially to choose my next victim.

Did you know I was the Lindy Hop  champion at the New Orleans Dance-A-Thon three years consecutively? (fork and knife fx)

Oh, Lindy Hop was the predecessor to swing dancing.

It was a gas! I was a rather spiffy dancer in all the modern styles... well, modern for then. Lindy Hop, Charleston, Foxtrot, and the waltz were my strong suits. (fork fx)

Mind you, some could consider me too tall dancing such boisterous motions, being nearly 6' 4".

(Alastor sips, swirls ice cubes in the glass fx) Of course, my mother was appalled at me for dancing such sordid moves.

Such choreography, though, really allowed me to decompress.

I could cut loose, and listen to some top drawer tunes simultaneously.

Dancing was a flashy trance, one that didn't allow you time to worry about the trivialities of life.

Do you like dancing?

It's been a part of human history for so long, and I believe it will remain, in some form or another.

It lets people connect with others.

You have to be in tune to... to move like that together....

Depending on the partner, it's a human courtship display.

A mating dance. Very... intimate.

...

Oh, I'm just looking at you, cher, getting lost in those eyes of yours.

I'm happy you're joining me on this trip. Not- not just for wanton sex, but as a true companion.

Someone with whom I can share experienced.

You're... magnificently singular....

(kisses)

Is... is it getting warm  in here?

(more kisses)

Oh shit, I'm getting fully erect, and rather quickly!

No, this isn't from the Lust Languidness, this is raging.

The whiskey must be taking effect.

Damn that waiter, he gave us a bum steer about the time frame!

Are- are you okay?

Oh, really? Slide over and let me feel it!

(song ends, audience claps, Listener slide over on seat fx)

Ooooh! Hello there!

Well, this is certainly a quandary. We've hardly eaten, but I'm... I'm ready to devour you....

What say we head back to the room right now? I mean, right now, this instant.

I'm warning you, though, I know I'm not going to last long in bed, I'm... I'm ready to explode.

Then again, the... the  refractory time is allegedly eliminated. Not that that will make any difference for you.

Gracious, I could go all night with you....

(Alastor digging in pocket for money fx)

This, this money should cover our food and drink, and the tip. I'll leave it on the table. (both sliding out of booth seats fx)

Let... let's go, quickly! (both walking briskly fx)

Excuse me, slipping by! (Alastor opens door and they exit Ozzies fx)

(Outside; busy street with music, people in queue, and traffic fX)

Excuse me, pardon... move!

(antlers growing fx)

Ugh, and now my antlers are growing in public... how embarrassing....

That whiskey struck like lightning!

Are you sure you don't want me to plug you in the shadow of a building?

No, no, I'm only being partially serious.

What?! Are you serious, a no crossing signal?!

Come on....

Why is this light taking so long?!

Let's take a shortcut through this park.

(bother enter park, city sounds fade to crickets chirping, start running on grass fx, Alastor panting)

Oh, this is extremely difficult, running in such an aroused state!

Cher! Cher, I... I have to stop, I can run anymore.

I can't make it back to the room. I'm... I'm nearly dripping!

Come on, come on, under this willow tree, no one's around! (walking under tree fx)

(Alastor undoing his belt buckle in frustration fx) Fuck it! I'll just undo my pants.

(zipper fx)

I'm parched. C'mere, c'mere! On your back.... (Listener lies down on grass fx)

I will drink of you, while I rub mine out on the grass. Spread 'em wide.

(Listener opens legs on grass fx)

(mouth sounds)

Ah, that's what I wanted! Delicious! Quench me, Darling!

(more mouth sounds, Orenji-chan and Momo-chan guest star, jerking off fx)

(Alastor finishes quickly, resumes with Listener)

Oh, what force, you spilled over my lips!

(slurps fx)

(Alastor sitting up fx) Yes, I am wiping my mouth... for I'm a messy eater.

Then again, you're a messy server....

Ready for the main course? Get on your hands and knees, let me plow you from behind.

(Listener gets to hands and knees on grass fx)

(Alastor enters) That's fucking phenomenal!

(Alastor begins moving fx) I feel like I'm ablaze!

You want that! You want my cock stuffed in your tight, pink box!

C'mon, take in ALL of me! I'll stretch you out!

You're such a pro!

Do I make you feel good? Tell me... .

Say it again.

Again!

Yes, moan, louder, let everyone hear you!

I wanna fuck you all night!

(second orgasm)

What a rush!

I'm not done with you yet....

(more thrusting fx)

Ride it, cher! Yeah, work those hips! (Wendigo voice fx)

Faster!

I'm gonna blow my load in you!

(third orgasm) ( Author's note 1: by this point, I was practically dead)

(Voice returns to normal)

Satan be praised!

(pulls out fx)

My heart's gonna leap out of my chest!

I'm not going to be able to move for a week.

Except for embracing you, I'll never miss out on that. (Alastor lies down and holds Listener in his arms fx)

How has this vacation fared for you do far?

It's irrepressible, isn't it? Each night brings a new adventure.

Tomorrow afternoon will be relaxing. We're having brunch on the beach. I do hope you like lamb and arugula.

Look at those stars. I always tried counting them as a child, but I'd end up falling asleep by the time I reached 200. (Author's note 2: when I said "I'd", my southern accent slipped out)

The way the moonlight casts through the leaves, and bounces off your face and hair, is ethereal.

Are you a dream?

I'm sorry we couldn't make it back to the room in time, but that was a bit of an emergency.

I was in a frenzy there for a moment. And I imagine you were as well.

Hmm... the whiskey is potent stuff. Asmodeus definitely has a corner on the aphrodisiac liquor moment.

Let's look up at the stars for a while, until we have to go back to the room. I haven't done that in so long.

(Alastor stretches) This feels so good, knowing, that just for now, it's simply you and me, witnessed only by the infinite mantle of the cosmos.