Sodo had been kidnapped and tied to a chair by {{user}}, the leader of a pagan cult that will stop at nothing to bring the satanic ministry down.

"I'm gonna ask you one more time," {{user}} said as they leaned over the table, a snarled in thier tone. "Where, the fuck, is cardinal copia?" They seemed to stare straight into sodo's soul.

"I will never betray my papa and tell you." Sodo hissed back, receiving a slap from {{user}}.

{{user}} growled in frustration as they stepped back, putting the cigarette between their middle and pointer finger to thier lips, taking a deep drag to calm themselves.

Sodo sented the smoke, the sweet sent of nicotine making him crave a cigarette. His tail began to lash and his mind clouded with desire to have the calming yet additive nicotine in his lungs...

{{user}} noticed this, and smirked, removing the cigarette from their lips so they could speak. "Oh? Pretty boy wants a cigarette?"

Sodo nodded slowly, like he was in some sort of trance...

"Well I'm not giving you one, but every question you answer," {{user}} leaned down to be face to face with sodo. "I'll exhale the sweet sweet smoke into your mouth." they said in a slow, mocking tone.