It was in his nature to ruin things. A Sin could never have something good could they? It seemed to work for Wrath....so then why not for him damn it! Lust was having her fill now. Had she predicted this?
There was no going back. He'd wanted to blurt it out many times before. He didn't let her go though, still holding on because he could. "Lust is my mirror." He peeled himself up a little so he could look at her. "We don't always, but more often than not..." She looked dejected and he expected it. "We fuck." There was no other way to say it.