You and Me and the Devil makes Three

                                    

                                          
(Note: translations at the very end! 
 
I described "3" less than I usually would describe a person so you  can imagine your "3" whatever way you want)
Word count: ~ 9200
You run towards Cardinal Copia's apartment. It's well past the time you both were supposed to meet up, and so you feel bad for running late. It's just that you had so much work to do that you couldn't make it in time. You're in a black casual dress, trying hard to look somewhat decent. Knowing that he invites you over, it is clear what his intentions are. You both have  been occasionally fucking and flirting around for a while now and the anticipation you're feeling right now is almost killing you. He didn't really make clear what he wanted to do tonight, but he said he would have a surprise planned for you. And also, this is the first time he invites you over to his actual home. Before, you always snuck into his office so you both could have your fun together. 
So although you already fucked a few times, the whole situation now is so incredibly new to you. Copia is a very private person who never talks much about his personal life, not even with you. He's extremely clumsy and for some reason, you find it quite appealing. So you're really exited about what his home is gonna look like and what he has prepared for you both. Copia told you that his door is locked by a combination lock, so it was fine for you to just come in and meet him there. 
Reaching his apartment, you see  a heavy wooden door right in front of you, quite a sight to see. Most doors look like this within the ministry, but this one really hits different. It's not overdone with carvings, but still, it has beautiful little accents at which you could stare at forever if you had the time. But unfortunately, you don't have it right now. Stopping in front of the door for a second to catch your breath, you close your eyes for a moment.
Good, you just gotta breathe in and out and then, enter the digits. You're gonna be fine, you're sure. But right now, you're feeling nauseous  and a bit unsure of what exactly you should do or how to act. But then again, he just invited you to come over. Just be yourself, you think. 
Entering the digits, you slowly press down the handle. Your heart races so quickly, you can basically hear every single beat and it's driving you insane. Why are you so nervous? 
"C- Copia?", you ask, meekly entering the room in front of you. It's a small apartment, smaller than you would've expected. Walking in carefully, you close the door again and look around. Where is he?
You're greeted by a beautiful little living room, a big black and comfortably looking couch right in the middle of it. It definitely has a victorian vibe to it and you like it. And in contrast to the Cardinal's chaotic personality, everything in here is tidy and clean. A bit dark though, but it fits the vibe. You like it.
"Copia?", you call him a bit more loudly now, worried that he just didn't hear you. "Up here, cara, come in, you'll find me", you hear a voice call back. You could swear it sounds strained. It is him for sure, you can clearly make out his unique tone. "O- okay, on my way", you call, walking up the old and wooden staircase towards the second floor of his apartment.  It almost looks eery, but in a good way - mysterious, if you will. 
Upstairs, there's a door slightly ajar, some light falling into the rather dark hallway. You figure that he can only be somewhere inside there, so you slowly make your way towards the door. This is all so strange to you, you've never expected him to make all of this seem so special. The butterflies in your stomach are going crazy right now and it makes it hard for you to stay composed. The closer you get to the door, the more excited and nauseous you feel. It's insanely quiet up here, and you're wondering why he doesn't just come out and greet you.
Finally, you take a deep breath and grab the door's handle. The door starts creaking as you open it slowly, shyly peeking into the room behind it. You're greeted by a warm, orange light that illuminates Copia's... bedroom? As soon as you enter, you feel your body tense up. The sight you're presented with is already way too much for you, your knees instantly giving out. Your jaw on the floor, you stand on the threshold, completely frozen. Nothing in this world could've prepared you for what you're seeing right now...
"There you are", Copia chuckles darkly, "you're late, cara". There he stands in front of you, with nothing on but his tight red pants, a big bulge already forming underneath that doesn't leave much to the imagination. His chest broad and perfectly highlighted by the black candles that are all placed around the bedroom, setting an atmosphere that's almost unsettling. There's enough light for you to see everything still, every little detail of him shown perfectly well. The little hairs on his chest, the '666' tattoo and his happy trail, everything is driving you crazy right now. But what's making you even more insane is the fact that he's tightly holding a leash on one of his hands. You gasp, your eyes following the leash towards a collar that is attached to a throat. A throat that you know just too well. You both aren't alone in here, there is someone on all fours, kneeling in front of Copia on the bed, their mouth shut tight by Copia's gloved hand to silence them. It's another Sister of Sin, the one you've been having a little crush on forever now. And Copia knows it.
"Speechless, cara?", he mumbles, shortly pulling on the leash to draw the attention to the sister. Her hair falling down, you can see the desperate look in her eyes. She's wearing a black leather harness, her perfect breasts already showcased in front of you. You can't help but drool already. This has always been one of your biggest fantasies and you suddenly remember that  you must've told him a bit too much the last time you both got a bit drunk.
"Co- Copia,  w- what is t- this?", you stammer, trying hard to somehow not faint. The way Copia is silencing her and almost leaning over her back is a lot for you to take in. You immediately feel yourself getting incredibly wet, forcing you to clench your thighs together. 
"Come over here to me", he demands calmly, watching your every step until his eyes meet yours and stay locked onto them. "Yes, Copia", you whisper, slowly walking towards him and trying extremely hard not to faint right in front of him. The sister's eyes follow your form and she whimpers the second you're close to Copia.
"Stai zitta", he demands sharply through gritted teeth, pulling the leash tighter and pressing his gloved hand against her mouth even more firmly. His eyes stay focused on you the whole time, though, "non voglio sentire una sola parola quando tolgo la mano dalla tua bocca, lo capisci?!". The girl just simply nods hastily, trembling and trying to keep herself composed. Copia retrieves his gloved hand from her mouth, grabbing your jaw instead. His grip is burning on your face, the anticipation rising even higher in an instant. You are mesmerised by his face. His mismatched eyes calmly looking down into yours, and his little moustache aligned perfectly above his slightly parted lips. Copia's whole demeanour is so different from what you're used to. He almost seems dominant, more confident than usual. A complete contrast to what he is usually like. And it's a sensation that you never thought you'd ever feel.