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After stepping into hell. Alastor and Charlie dropped their disguises and their guards, they were home. Alastor planted his ass on the couch in the lobby. It was a fun trip to get away from it all and to have Charlie all to himself, but it was nice to be back home. Charlie on the other hand hid the souvenirs she bought in her room. Her dad trusts her explicitly and he’s not that sharp, but she doubts she can talk her way out about why she has gifts for everyone when she specifically said she would be very busy.
Charlie headed down to the lobby. She slumped down by the couch beside Alastor. "I’m beat, Al. It was a fun date, but I feel heavy like lead."
Alastor looked at Charlie, scooted closer to her, and patted her on the head. "There there, princess. You can rest easy now. All we have to do is wait for the others to arrive."
"They should be here any minute now." Charlie said as she hugged Alastor close and rested her head on his chest.
"We’ll have to go back to normal, don’t we Charlie? This will be the last time I can hold you freely out in the open. We’ll have to sneak around the hotel if I want to hold you." Alastor said in a melancholic tone. Alastor knew that having Charlie for a day all to himself will never satisfy his obsession with her, but he was expecting it would at the very least help ease his longing for a bit. Even for just a week or less. The very thought pisses him off. He didn’t want to let her go. If anything, his hunger has gotten stronger after getting a taste of what he’s been missing out of. That’s the thing about Alastor. He’s never satisfied with just biting what he can chew. No, he wants to keep eating until nothing is left, but he has to let go. The was their deal and he has to honor it. He’ll just have to endure for now.
"I know." Charlie said in a dismal tone. "I know it’s hard. It’s no picnic for me either." She said as she snuggled with Alastor. "I’m already missing our tiny moments together, but please bear with it, Al. We just have to wait for the right moment to break it to dad. He’s very sensitive to this sort of stuff."
Alastor forced out a chuckle. "I’m fully aware, my dear." Even when Vaggie had so graciously agreed to share Charlie with him. There was still one hurdle to jump over, her father. "You got that from him." He snarled before he suddenly pulled Charlie closer and put her on his lap.
"Alastor, what are you doing!"
"You, my dear." Alastor said in a seductive as he flashed Charlie a mean smirk. "Hush Charlie, just let me do all the work. All you need to do is relax and enjoy the moment. I need to hold you one last time." Alastor was pissed at Lucifer right now. He was gone for a huge chunk of Charlie’s life. It was he who put in the effort to get Charlie out of the pit of despair she found herself in. Not even Vaggie could lift her spirits when he first met her. Charlie is smiling, laughing, and hopeful for the future thanks to him. "So why does that bastard have so much influence over her? It’s unfair! I was there for her then. I’m here for her now." Alastor thought.
"No wait, Al!" Before Charlie could protest. Deft hands unzipped her pants and reached into her crotch. Alastor had the magic touch and it was hard to pull away. Strong and wild, Charlie felt her mind going numb. She squirmed with ecstasy in Alastor’s arm. He unbuttoned her shirt and slid a hand. He was slow and easy, the way his red claws ran through her hair felt so calming, the way he massaged her chest eased her doubts, and the way he gently kissed her neck made her feel loved and special. "I don’t want you to stop, Alastor." She finally relented.
"You’re so sweet, my dear. So addicting. I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to. You’re simple made for me." Alastor said as he licked Charlie’s neck with his slithering tongue. "I love you, Charlie. I really do." Those words made her moan. In that instant, she turned into her true demon form. Horns grew on her forehead and her tail popped into view. "The princess of hell finally graced me with her presence. I feel honored." Alastor chuckled.
"Fuck you, Alastor!" Charlie snapped as she blushed. "Why do you have to make me feel things?" Suddenly, Charlie’s phone rang. She fished it out of her pockets and got a message from Vaggie. "Shit! They’re close! We have to stop, Al."
"But so are you, my dear. I can feel you tensing up." Alastor said as he rubbed her center with vigor. He felt her thighs gripping his hand tight.
"But we could get caught!" Charlie said as she held the back of Alastor’s head.
"Doesn’t that excite you? Our friends and your dad catching us having an afternoon delight." He said with a giggle. Honestly? In that moment he didn’t care if he got caught. All he really cared about was keeping Charlie in his arms. He became a slave to his own lust. It was a sensation he was not familiar with. He even thought that lust was a useless urge to possess, but he was starting to think it’s not so bad.
Charlie couldn’t deny that it was indeed exciting but she didn’t want anyone to see her in such a vulnerable state. "For Christ’s sake, Al! I’m not an exhibitionist. Let’s stop for now and let’s get back to it later. I’ll even come to your radio tower tonight."
"That does sound enticing." Alastor stopped. It appears he has got a grip with his senses to pause for a minute to assess the situation. "But no need to worry yourself. I was just messing with you." He lied with a goofy grin before standing up and looking out the window. If Charlie didn’t protested he might have not been able to stop himself.
"Oooh, I hate it when you do that, Alastor!" Charlie said, pouted, and crossed her arms. That’s when she suddenly heard the front gates opening and a car approaching. "Oh no no no! They’re here!" Charlie said as she frantically fixed her attire.
"Let me help you." Alastor said as he helped Charlie button her shirt but he did while he kissed her, and Charlie didn’t seem to mind.
Alastor and Charlie greeted everyone back home as they entered through the doors. Lucifer literally jumped for joy as he spotted Charlie. He darted towards his daughter and hugged her tightly. "Oh Charlie! I’ve missed you so much, sweetie!" He screamed with glee.
"Oh! Hey there, dad. It’s only been a few days, but I missed you too." Charlie said with a sheepish grin as she patted her father on the head.
Alastor smiled and waved at Niffty, Angel, Cherri, Razzle, Dazzle, the Eggboys, and the other guests as they walked on by until he spotted Vaggie. He ruffled her hair to greet. Of course Vaggie got pissed but he simply laughed it off. Alastor also noticed that Husk was dragging Adam by his feet and a pair of Eggboys helping carry his head because he was passed out drunk, half naked, and puking all over the floor. He’s going to pretend he didn’t saw that. "Surprisingly we had a blast. Lucifer nearly killed a group of journalists, but other than that it was a fun trip. So how everything went with you two? Fine I hope?" She asked in a subtle manner, referring to their date.
"It was fine as it can be, my dear." Alastor said as he patted Vaggie on her head and she swatted his hand away. "You worry too much for my sake. I’m not a child. I can handle my affairs quite well."
Lucifer turned his gaze at Alastor and scowled at him. "So jackass!" He suddenly snapped at Alastor. The very air around them felt malevolent as Alastor turned his gaze at Lucifer, snapping his neck. Glowing green runes swirling around him. "I hope you didn’t cause Charlie any trouble while we were away."
"Ah, my pint size king. I was on my best behavior." Alastor said as he shot Charlie a sideward glance and a smirk. "I assure you that I meticulously made sure that Charlie found my company very pleasing." He said making Charlie blush while Lucifer noticed nothing.
"I highly doubt that." Lucifer said as he rolled his eyes. "What did you do to make it up to her? You do realize that it was because of your own incompetence and lack of self-control that prevented Charlie from coming with us. You could have the very least made her work a bit easier."
"Oh, I made it up to our dear princess. I was introducing Charlie—" Alastor slyly said as he smirked at Charlie making her blush even more. Vaggie noticed what Alastor meant by that and subtly elbowed his back, hinting for him to stop.
But Lucifer, for a being who is over millions of years old, was born yesterday and didn’t get what Alastor was implying. "Introduced her to who?" He asked obliviously.
"To my dear friend Rosie of course!" Alastor said to cover it up but he still wanted to test his luck. "We were up all night playing Dungeons and Dragons." He said as he chuckled.
Vaggie wanted to tear Alastor limb from limb for his euphemisms. They’re at the home stretch but he’s suddenly acting arrogant out of nowhere. "Okay Alastor! That’s enough. I’m sure you and Charlie had a fun time without us." Vaggie said as she placed a hand on Alastor’s shoulder and griped it tight. Alastor got the hint because he could feel his shoulder blades about to crack.
Lucifer looked at Charlie with downcast eyes. "Sweetie, how could you? You’ve never played Dungeons and Dragons with me but you played it with this jerk?" He cried as he pointing at Alastor.
Charlie was at a loss. Her dad took Alastor’s words literally while he meant utterly different things, but she needed to think of something fast. "I, uh… We, um… Rosie! Yes, Rosie wanted to play so bad. I couldn’t really refuse." She said to play along. Lucifer seemed satisfied by Charlie’s explanation, but he wanted her to join his next game. He quickly left to go to his room and call his buddies to schedule a session. So Charlie might be off the hook but she needed to learn how to play DnD fast.
"What the fuck was that Alastor?" Vaggie snapped at Alastor as soon as the coast was clear. "Why not just say I fucked your daughter behind your back, you oblivious little cunt, while you’re at it? We are now home free. Don’t fuck it up!"
"Does anyone know how to play DnD?" Charlie asked in a panic.
"Sorry my dear. DnD was a 70s thing. It was long after my time. I haven’t got a clue." Alastor replied before looking at Vaggie. "As for our king. I am fully aware he won’t have the slightest clue as to what I am talking about. I simply couldn’t resist making a monkey out of him."
Vaggie let out a long exhausted sigh. "So how did your date went? Please don’t tell me you erased the country of Japan off the map. I’ll have you know I plan on visiting that place at some point in my afterlife."
"Oh, it went relatively well." Alastor looked at Charlie. "Charlie here certainly enjoyed herself."
"That’s good to hear." Vaggie said before looking at Charlie. "We’re still good tomorrow, babe? You’re not too tired? Alastor didn’t roughen you up, did he?" She she she fretted over Charlie, patting her hair, dusting her shirt, checking her face if everything was in order.
"Roughen her up? What do I look like to you, a blood-thirsty beast?" Alastor scoffed.
"Not gonna lie, you kinda do sometimes." Vaggie bluntly said.
"That’s why you always knock—ho ho!" Alastor said with a laugh. "You’ll never know what you might see." He said in a more sinister tone.
No one paid The Radio Demon any mind. "I’m fine, Vaggie. Alastor was very gentle with me." Charlie said as she smiled at Alastor. "We can go out tomorrow."
Just as Charlie said. She and Vaggie went on their date and it was now Alastor’s turn to wait for them. "It shouldn’t take too long." He thought. He’s got some work to do to occupy his time. He went to another Overlord Meeting but at least this time Vox has got something to report that could prove to be very interesting. Vox stated that he has found various ways to augment Alastor’s prototype army.
"Are you certain this will work?" Alastor asked as he leaned on his seat, his eyes glowing.
"Alastor! You doubt me? Me and my team augment the shit out of those sinners you sent to me with cybernetic implants." Vox said while gesturing at his presentation being projected on the whiteboard behind him. "My team added some Vox Boost System—patent pending to their frontal cortex to enhance their speed and reflexes, installed a VoxZerk—patent pending, operating system into their spine because they’re basically more machine than sinners now, and all that tech needs a powerful OS to go along with it. Plus Shark Arms for enhanced limb strength. It’s thanks to the aid of fine piston and hydraulic technology embedded into—"
"But sharks don’t have arms?" Rosie pointed out.
"And I don’t like Gorillas—your point is, Rosie? So anyway, where was I? Oh yeah! Man! Getting those cybernetic limbs to work was hard at first." Vox switch to a of a test subject smashing through the head of a researcher, and another test subject getting crushed by the sheer weight of a stack of crates he was trying to carry. "Our problem was we used cranial electrodes. The reaction time was clunky, clumsy, and unreliable, but then I remembered. Mind-controlled zombies don’t need safety features!" Vox cheerfully said as he burst into laughter. He then moved to another video where a test subject successfully punch through a series of concrete walls and ripped a door off its hinges like it was made of paper. "Who cares if those losers feel pain? Zestial pratically fried their brains so no harm, no foul. So we at Voxtek just slapped some synaptic junction directly into their noodle brains and it’s been working like a dream from then on out. We also added some Bionic Joints, Kinetic Skeletal Frame, Universal Boosters, Reflex Tuner, Synaptic Accelerator—the works! All patent pending of course" Vox explained with a confident sneer. "And my personal favorites: the Second Heart and the Pain Editor." Vox looked at Alastor and confidently smiled at him. "So yeah, Alastor. I can assure you our little meat puppets will be able to handle whatever kind of training your two fallen angels can dish out. My company has turned those mindless losers into absolute units. Go nuts with them!"
"Excellent! Truly well done." Alastor cheered. Vox’s toes curled up from the excitement of being complemented by The Radio Demon. "And I can also see you’re profiting much from this."
"Me? What? Pfffft! I would never." Vox said as he wiped his claws on his shirt and looked at them. "Just a little bit. It just seems an awful waste to waste such premium techs on mere toy soldiers. The tech developed today could certainly help those in need of a good replacement," Vox eyes glowed a sinister red hue as his face became meaner. "If they have the money that is." He began to explain further his business proposal with much enthusiasm. "Just imagine! Lost an eye? An arm? A leg? Or you just need a liver replaced? Well, hospitals owned by Voxtek can certainly help you with that! Who knows! We may even improve them—for a reasonable price. The time of relying on rowdy gangs will be a thing of the past! We will establish the first ever police force here on hell. Owned and equipped with cutting edge weapons made by us, baby! If everything goes off without a hitch? We’ll move on to creating a military force." Vox looked at Alastor. "Even heaven will have to think twice before setting foot on our turf. We’ll melt their faces off with the toys I’m developing!" He said exactly what he believes Alastor wanted to hear before taking his seat in between Valentino and Zestial.
"Someone’s certainly sucking up to the teacher." Valentino whispered into Vox’s ears.
"What? Shut up, Val. It is not what you think." Vox replied.
"Oh, mi amor—baby. Your mouth may say lies but you can’t hide your boner." Valentino teased.
Vox looked at it his pants and saw a bump. He quickly covered it up with his hands. "It’s just, uh… It’s because you didn’t blew me off this morning. I got all this pent up energy, babe. It’s totally not because Alastor complemented me or something, pshhh! Nothing like that."
"Whatever you say, baby." Valentino said as he puff his cigarette with a twisted grin. "Whatever you say." Don’t get The Overlord wrong. He was that his boyfriend got out of his stump. Hateful Vox was meaner, more unstable, and had a crippling obsession with Alastor. In-love Vox is also obsessed with Alastor but it was more of a schoolgirl obsession not a psycho maniac obsession. Plus, in-love Vox was sweeter, more malleable, and more fun to toy around with. He and Velvette has been tricking their business partner into doing some insane stuff for them, and all they have to say is Alastor’s name.
"Finally." Carmilla uttered as she leaned on her seat and crossed her arms. "Seems we’re finally back on schedule."
"For once, we both agreed on something. Thank you Vox for the presentation. You may proceed to augment the demons under Zestial’s control and hand them to Carmilla so that you may proceed with the development of your other personal projects." Alastor ordered before looking at Carmilla. "How long do you need to arm our soldiers?"
"Not that long. Three weeks tops. Most of the equipments my company developed can be plug and play and they have been already been manufactured. The only problem is the strain they can cause to the sinner’s body, but if what Vox says is true. Then we have nothing to worry about on that end." She replied.
"Excellent! It’s high time we turned this hell hole we call home into an empire." Alastor said with a sinister grin. "And after we have all the nine circle of hell in the palm of our hands. We’ll move up to heaven."
"With that settled." Rosie suddenly interjected as she placed her elbows on the table and her chin on her hands. She also wore a mischievous grin. "Tell us how your little date go, Alastor. Some of us are dying to know how you made our dear princess ooze with delight." All eyes fell on Alastor, all of their gaze were ever so curious. He felt like he was being choked to death by the attention he received. The Radio Demon has been one who has no need for a frivolous thing like love. He utterly abhorred it in the past and greatly mocked those who were caught in the web of love. So to hear that Alastor took Charlie out on a date to the human world? Such a thing was unheard of. It’s only natural to spark a bit of curiosity.
The Overlords looked at Alastor, Angel looked at Alastor, and even Adam and Carmilla’s daughter looked at Alastor. News about their date spread like wildfire in the shadows but has become a taboo topic that no one dared to bring up. Well, except for Rosie.
Alastor’s visage began to distort as the very air around them were filled with radio static. "My dear Rosie! That was suppose to stay between us!" Alastor snapped at his friend, his neck also snapping and contorting.
Rosie, completely unfazed, smiled at Alastor "You of all people should know. Such a juicy secret ain’t no fun unless it’s shared with everyone." She said to the face of a fuming Radio Demon.
"Rosie!!!" Alastor literally growled.
"Rosie here!" She giggled. "Now, spill the beans, Alastor. We all want the juicy details." She added with a wink.
"I also wait with bated breath, Alastor!" Zestial cheerfully exclaimed. "Japan is a remarkable land that I so wish to visit, given the chance. A land trapped in time, or so I’m told. Absolutely fascinating!"
"Hm, yes. They do take great pride in their past. Ancient structures are delicately preserved while certain dated architectures are being incorporated into modern designs. Even their ancient culture and customs survived through modern times."
"Extraordinary! So thou has gaze upon them with thine own eyes? It fills me with excitement. When can—"
Rosie cut the two off. "Zestial, you may nerd out with Alastor in your own time. What we all crave to hear is a sweet and extremely naughty tale." She giggled before looking at Carmilla. "Even Carmilla here is on the edge of her seat."
"No, I’m not!" Carmilla protested.
"Keep telling yourself that, dearie." Rosie said before she looked at Alastor with a toothy grin. "The floor is yours, Alastor."
"I’m going to gut you alive for this, my dear." He growled.
"Yes, yes. We’ll get to our macabre foreplay later. For now though, do share what you and our sweet princess were up to—dancing in the sheets, I hope!"
All Alastor could do was lean in his chair, let out an exhausted sigh, and gave the vultures what they wanted. The entire room were on the edge of their seat as Alastor told his story. Rosie was downright exhilarated. She’s been practically feed for days. "Oh my, Alastor! You tried to impregnate our dear sweet Charlie. That was a bold move—even for you."
"Getting someone pregnant has consequences, Alastor." Carmilla lectured. "But getting the princess pregnant? That certainly would have dire consequences." She warned.
"I said I pulled out! So will you two stop breathing down my neck?" Alastor then turned his gaze at Velvette.
"What? I said nothing." She said.
"None of this gets out. Do I make myself clear? You all have had your fill so I ask you all to keep it to yourself."
"Sheesh, I wasn’t gonna!" Velvette said as she placed her phone down on the table and raised her hands to prove she wasn’t gonna post about it. "I’m not an idiot. I don’t plan on getting in between you and the king of hell. That’s your mess to deal with. Next week is fashion week. I got a lot on my plate as it is."
"Good… Good… My apologies then. If that half-pint king finds about this." Alastor’s form began to distort as the reality of the conference room began to twist and contort and radio static filled the air. "I’m going to rip all of your souls from your barely cold bodies! And use your screams of anguish to put myself to sleep every night!" Alastor growled. "Capiche?" He said in his normal jovial voice and normal demon form. Nearly all of The Overlords tensed up and nodded their heads at him. Zestial was busy jotting down on a notepad and planning their trip, Rosie was having a field day, and Carmilla simply did not care. All that mattered to her was the stable progression of their plans.
Vox on the other hand was more concerned about getting included into Zestial’s trip to Japan. He didn’t care about the destination. He only cared about spending time with Alastor. So he leaned his head over to Zestial and braved the waters. "You think I could tag along with you guys?"
Zestial was shocked. "Thou has never taken interest in our little trips before. What hast cause thy change of heart?"
"This is dumb! But I can’t back down now." Vox thought. "Oh! Um… Gunpla." He thought quickly.
"I beg thy pardon?"
"Gundam! I’m talking about Gundams. They’re collectable toys that I’ve been collecting for some time now. I would very much like it to buy it from the source."
"I see… I suppose there’s no harm. The more the merrier. I’ll let thou know whence everything has been prepared. Whence we have a date of departure."
"Yeah… No problem." Vox said as he looked at Alastor. "I can wait. I can definitely wait."
As soon as everyone left. Alastor and Angel moved to his office behind the conference room to finish up some paperworks for phase two of his grandmaster plan. Adam was tasked on strong-arming the sinners under Alastor’s contract to make sure they’re still keeping the end of their bargain or he will be forced to add them into his broadcast of the damned. Cherri went out to buy their lunch.
"Looks like it’s a busy week ahead of us, Smiles." Angel said as he typed on a keyboard.
"Hm? Oh, yes, yes. I’m just glad we’re finally getting a move on and no longer stuck in limbo." Alastor said while he was busy signing stacks and stacks of papers.
"You must be all shook up right now. Fooling around with Charlie one minute and being gouged by all these paperworks the next." Angel said as he walked over to Alastor’s desk in a very immodest manner and placed a newly printed piece of paper on top of the pile. He knows he’ll never get lucky with The Radio Demon, but that never stopped him.
Angel won’t deny that it broke his heart when Charlie broke the news that she and Alastor were in a secret relationship for some time now. He saw him first and of all the guys he has laid his eyes on, Alastor was the only one who made his heart flutter. He was also the only guy who could resist his charms. Angel was thrilled of the hunt of something he can’t have, but he wasn’t expecting he really can’t have him. Angel was expecting he’ll slowly chip away at Alastor’s defenses and get him to say yes at some point. It was simply unfair. Charlie already had Vaggie now she has Alastor too? Talk about hogging all the luck. Why couldn’t Angel also find true love like the fair princess did? But Angel kept his jealousy to himself. Charlie and Alastor were his friends and they have been nothing but good to him. Still, it hurt like literal hell coming to terms that Alastor was off the market. He was the one that got away.
"No rest for the wicked, my dear. No rest for the wicked." Alastor chuckled. "I detest sitting on my ass all day and twiddling my thumbs. So don’t worry. I’m perfectly fine."
"Just saying, Smiles. It doesn’t have to be a complete bore. That’s what secretaries are for." Angel said with a smirk as he swayed his hips at Alastor.
Alastor raised an eyebrow at the gesture. "That’s your definition of a secretary."
"Oh don’t be naive, Smiles. Bosses are rich and in control. They’d be a fool if they didn’t want to fool around with the people under them."
"Perhaps… But those are dishonorable curs, which I am not."
Angel went behind Alastor and rubbed his shoulders. "Don’t be like that, boss. Won’t fool around with me?" He tempted but knows it won’t work. It didn’t work before and it certainly won’t work now. Alastor just prefer the front door, not the back.
Alastor let out a sigh, not because of Angel’s usual sultry antics, but because of what Charlie said: Throwing Angel a bone. "Fine, let’s get it over with."
"Wait, what!" Angel couldn’t believe his ear. He must have dozed off and started dreaming or something. "Who are you and what have you done with Alastor?" He snapped.
"I assure you, my dear. It is me. I know I have declined your offer time and time again."
"Why the sudden change of heart?" Angel said as he crossed his arms.
"I was getting to that." Alastor needed to choose his words carefully. Angel won’t be easy prey after all. "We have known each other for nearly a year now and I don’t know anything about you. So I have deduced that the best way to get closer to you is do something you want to do." He explained.
But Angel wasn’t buying it. "Getting to know me? Let me guess, did Charlie put you up to this? Typical! That girl—ooh!!!"
"Good heavens, no! Well… Maybe… Will that be a problem?" Alastor was really bad at this. "Please don’t get mad at Charlie. She meant well and you know she just want to help you—"
"That’s it, Smiles!" Angel snapped as he slammed a fist on the desk, tears starting to form in his eyes. "You think this is funny?"
"Now, Angel! That type of humor is beneath me."
"You think this is helping?"
"Well… Yes? At least, it suppose to." Alastor said sheepishly.
"Well it’s not! It’s just hurts—it fucking hurts, Alastor! It fucking hurts so much!" Angel began to whimper. "You said it yourself. Charlie wants to help me. So much so she sent her knight in shining armor to fuck her poor old friend’s brains out to get him to talk about his feelings and other bullshit. What about you, huh? I get it, Alastor! You don’t care about me. You never did, you never will." Saying those words felt like a knife to Angel’s heart. They were true words. They were reality, bitter and cruel. "I may be a cheap manwhore, but I at least do it with men who wants to be with me, even just for a little while." Angel stared daggers at Alastor. "No… I don’t want men who are just forcing themselves to like me. I don’t need you two’s pity. Don’t worry about me."
Alastor couldn’t really say anything. What Angel says is true. The only reason why he even thought of fucking the spider was not because he really wanted to get to know Angel better, but so he could get the information Charlie needed and report back immediately. He wasn’t doing it for Angel, he was doing it for Charlie. He didn’t even once took Angel’s feelings into consideration.
Alastor’s silence was all Angel needed. "Fuck… I’m out of here. I need a puff."
Nothing was making sense in that point. Yes, he loved Charlie and only her. Yes, what Angel says was true. So why is he feeling bad about Angel storming off? "Angel—wait!" Alastor stood up and grabbed Angel by his wrist without thinking. In that moment, Alastor knew why he felt so awful for doing something so careless with Angel. The spider wasn’t just a stranger to him anymore. He started to see him as a friend. That’s the reason why he risked his life against Adam. He could have just hid away somewhere and snatch Charlie’s soul after everyone was dead. In fact, that would have been way easier, but he didn’t. He may deny it but he was starting to care about the motley crew of The Hazbin Hotel.
"Let go of me, Smiles!" Angel snarled.
"Angel, please…"
"I said let go!" Angel fell to his knees and began to cry. "Just fucking let me go, Al. You already have Charlie so just leave me be. Go to your happy ever after and forget about me." Angel held himself. His body began to shake as more tears poured from his eyes. "Don’t you get it, Smiles? I don’t want your pity or your friendship. I want you. I know… I’m a fucking demanding piece of work, ain’t I?" Angel said as he tried to desperately wipe the tears off his eyes, but the water works just wouldn’t stop. "But I can’t help it! I can’t help what I feel! It’s okay, Smile. I get it. You’re not for me and you found happiness with Charlie. You can let go me. I’ll be alright. I really mean it. Just—"
"No." Alastor kneeled beside Angel and wrapped him in his arms. "My father died in the war when I was a boy. My mother told me that he was very brave and I was as handsome as he was." Alastor said with a chuckle.
"Why are you telling me this, Al?"
"Because I never knew my father, never knew if he truly loved me or not. He was taken away from me before I could meet the person he was and yet… I still long for his love and approval, but I know I’ll never find that out even in a million years. There is pain and suffering in the fear of the unknown."
"I’m sorry for you, Alastor. I really am, and I’m kinda jealous. My family is not that terrible, but they’re not exactly that accepting either. I couldn’t be what my folks wanted me to be."
"I’m sorry for bringing up such a bitter past, but the point is. I am putting you through what I’ve been through. I am repeating the cycle of pain."
"So what, we both have daddy issues?"
"Don’t we all?"
"You got me there, but I dunno know, Smiles? It all sounds like an Electra complex to me and I am not too keen on fucking my old man."
"You think I want to fuck my own father! That I’ve never met?"
"From the way this conversation is going, I’d say yes."
"Oh fuck you, Angel. Get your mind out of the gutter. I’m being serious here."
"What good you fucking me would do?" Angel said nervously. "It all seems like pity sex—and believe me, Smiles. Pity sex never fixed anything."
"Well for starters, you won’t be able to deny that I care about you—to some degree. It’ll make you happy no doubt, the act would form a bond of friendship between us, and maybe it’ll get you to open up about what’s eating you up inside."
"Perhaps… Like, won’t Charlie get mad? I don’t want to hurt her." He sheepishly asked. "This feels wrong. It feels like I’m stealing you from her."
"This was her idea. So I don’t think so? Besides, we’re in hell. The concept of right, wrong, and proper has always been skewed down here. So why not exploit them to better ourselves, hm?"
"If you put it that way. Okay… Okay…" Angel said as he took a deep breath. "Before we begin, Smiles. I just want to say you don’t know how much this means to me. Finding a smidge of joy and love in hell? Fucking impossible. So thank you for giving me a bit of yours."
"I guess this is what they say about what friends are for?" Alastor held Angel by his cheeks and softly planted his lips into his. Never in his years that he thought he would be kissing a man, and it was not as bad as he thought it would be. Lips are still lips just as a kiss is still a kiss. Angel’s lips felt different from Charlie’s lips, but most of it was pretty much the same. Magical and wonderful.
Alastor held Angel by his shoulder and gently laid him on the floor. The pair just stared at each other in the moment. Angel’s coat came undone, his fluffy boobs were practically bursting out. It was to be expected. Angel always chooses the smallest size possible and didn’t care about buttoning up properly. "So Smiles…" He said nervously. "Do you like what you see?"
"I… Um…" Alastor stammered, not knowing where to direct his gaze. Angel would definitely want for him to ogle at his chest, but his gentlemanly instincts are telling him to look Angel in the eye.
Angel suddenly reach in and cupped Alastor’s face in the palm of his hands. "You’re so pretty, Alastor. So very pretty. Your eyes are so red, and your ears? They’re so cute that I could just nibble at them."
"Charlie said the same thing. So go right ahead." Alastor undid the rest of Angel’s buttons, revealing his torso. He then dove in and began licking Angel’s neck and sucking on his chest.
"Fuck! Is this what heaven feels like?" Angel said before he bit into Alastor’s ears. The two lost themselves in their desires. Well, Angel lost himself in his desires. Alastor wasn’t too keen in satisfying his carnal desires. Charlie was the only exception, but he would be lying if he said he was growing accustomed to the heat of the moment. Angel definitely knew his stuff, he is a former pornstar after all. It was kind of nice to just sit back and have someone take care of you for a change.
Cherri burst through the conference room looking exhausted. "Hey, I’m back!" She said as she placed their food on the conference table. They have been using the conference room as a dining room when it’s not in use. "Sorry I’m late, you two. Traffic around the city block was crazy! I even had to blow up two cars just to get a parking spot and on top of all that the joint was packed! I know Chinese take-outs are popular but this is just ridiculous." Cherri scratched her head as she brought out the chopsticks. "Hey, you guys! Are you in here?" She shouted as she approached the door in the back and began to slowly open it. "What’s the hold up…" Cherri Bomb couldn’t believe her eyes. Her best friend and their boss were fucking on the couch! Well, she can believe it a little bit. This isn’t the first time she caught Angel getting a quickie in odd places. There was that one time he fucked a cashier to get a free beer because he forgot his wallet, the time he fucked his dealer to get free coke, or that time he fucked some guy in a mall just to get a dress he really liked for free, but this time it was different. Angel was fucking The Radio Demon and they are talking about something? Cherri really couldn’t really hear so she opened the door a bit wider and cleaned out her ear with her pinky.
"I must say, my dear. Haven’t you had your fill yet? I’m going to die of exhaustion." Alastor said as he wildly moved his hips while slumped over Angel’s back. Charlie was not as ravenous as Angel. He found himself unable to keep up.
"You’re doing great, baby! You’re reaching all the right spot. I’ve never had a cock this good before. I guess it’s true what they say that sex gets infinitely better when you’re doing it with someone you love."
"I’m glad you’re enjoying it, but I’m simply no match for the endurance of a former pornstar."
"Well, as the saying goes in my old workplace: the seventh load is the charm. Trust me, this will feel so much better in the end. Here, let me tell you my story to get your mind off the exhaustion. My pa was a stern and tough as nails man, but he was a good dad for the most part. Only problem was he expected me to be a man just like him. My ma was great! Taught me everything I know like housekeeping, laundry, and cooking. Told me no woman would be able to resist me if I new those things. So yeah, she expected me to become a good husband to a nice girl with a wonderful personality. Oh right! I had brothers too. They were nice as far as brothers goes. They got on my nerves, gets me into a lot of trouble, but they always got my back. I guess they were just hoping I got theirs. They guy they were expecting…" Angel began to cry. The only thing keeping him together was Alastor embrace. "That guy just ain’t me. I’m a lousy good for nothing crackwhore who loves gobbling up cocks."
"Angel! I can’t hold it anymore."
"Go ahead, Smiles! I’m good to go too."
Alastor held Angel’s hips tight and came inside him. "Hah… Aah… Heh… You were right, my dear. The feeling at the end was magical." Alastor said as he slumped on the couch covered in sweat.
Angel giggled before he sat on Alastor lap and snuggled with him. Alastor smiled at him, grabbed his white coat and covered up the spider. The heat of the moment had passed and the room was getting rather chilly. "I guess you can already tell, Al."
"Hm?"
"I couldn’t be the son my family wants me to be. I like men." Angel said and he held the side of Alastor’s face. "Men like you. I want to be loved by men like you, Al. I love pretty dresses—I want to feel pretty, and I just want to be accepted for who I truly am." Angel began to sob but he was smiling. "I knew they would never accept me, Smiles. I felt so alone and scared." He said. Alastor held him close to comfort him. "So I drowned my sorrows in booze, drugs, and desperate toy boys who were strapped for cash who would say nothing about what I do to them behind closed doors." He wrapped his arms around Alastor. "I guess what goes around comes around. I became a little plaything here in hell and suffered just as those guys have suffered."
"There, there." Alastor patted Angel on the head. "It’s all over. It’s going to be alright now."
Angel wiped his tears. "What makes you say that?"
Alastor shot him a wide grin. "Well for starters, you may not have a family that accepts but you have friends who do. Charlie will accept anybody, Vaggie is a grouch but I’m sure she means well, Niffty is also another soul who will accept you regardless of who you are, and Husk will also accept anything if we get him drunk enough." Alastor said with a giggle. "Razzle and Dazzle will also accept you, I guess? I don’t really know what those two gremlins are thinking about. I don’t believe they have any thoughts behind those eyes? I tell them something and they just smile and nod."
"How about Lucifer?"
"What about him? Trust me, my dear. Never ever place your faith in that duck-loving snake."
"You really hate him, huh?"
"With a passion, my dear, with a passion."
"Because he cockblocks you a lot?"
"I wouldn’t say it that way, but yes."
That was comforting to hear. It genuinely made Angel smile, but something was odd. "You left yourself out, Al. Don’t you accept me?"
"My dear, you made me come inside of you seven times. Do you really doubt me at this point? If that isn’t sacrifice, I don’t know what is?"
"I suppose that does make sense."
"So you see, Angel. We’re here for you. Wether you like it or not, you’re stuck with us."
"Thank you, Al… Thank you for snatching me away from Valentino and for telling me that. It’s good to know I have a place I truly belong."
"And after Charlie hears what you said to me. I’m sure she’ll be able to help you better." Alastor reassured.
Angel smiled. It seems he has great luck with finding such great friends, but he jumped when he heard the door creaking open. He saw Cherri staring at them. "Cher? Oh shit! No, this isn’t what it looks like?"
"What, you two doing yoga or something? And completely naked? It seems I missed the party. Got room for one more?" Cherri jested as she approached the two and sat by the couch.
Angel scooted over to Cherri and held his best friend’s hand. "You gotta believe me, Cher. Al—he… He and I were just talking!" He nervously said.
"Talking about what? Being friends with benefits? Angel, don’t worry about it. All of hell is doing it. Even I’m doing it." Cherri said with a goofy smile. "That reminds me. Haven’t seen Foster in a good long while. You remember him, right? Nice kid with an even nicer ass."
"Please don’t tell Charlie or anyone for that matter." Angel begged. "They won’t understand."
"We’re in hell, Angel. I think a lot of people would understand why you did it." Cherri giggled. "Money, power, butt stuff?"
"Cher, come on! I’m serious here."
Cherri held Angel’s face, smiled, and began to laugh. "Hey, it’s okay… It’s okay. I heard everything. I was just pulling your leg. So that’s your story?" Cherri looked at Alastor with a grin. "Glad you got him to talk. I spent years trying to crack this egg but no luck."
"It seems you have to fuck him to get anything out of him." Alastor groaned. "He’s a stubborn one, I must say. But then again, this is Angel we are talking about."
"Nah, it’s just you. You’re the key to his heart. I fucked him once too to get him to talk, but we mostly just pillow talked. Heck! I even took him to a high-class orgy that cost me a pretty penny, but still no luck. Next thing I knew he made a deal with Valentino and got himself in a huge heap of trouble."
"Is there anything you two don’t do together?" Alastor asked.
"We can share poles and holes, but we can never share fries."
"That’s because you always eat them all and leave none for me!" Angel complained.
"Speaking of food. How did your trip go, my dear? I’m feeling a bit peckish after everything Angel has put me through."
"Oh yeah! They’re at the conference table. Can we eat already? Finding something new about my best friend is great and all, but I can’t take it all in on an empty stomach."
"Yeah! I’m starving." Angel agreed.
"Then can you give us a few moments, miss Bomb? We are—how do I say this? Indecent."
"Oh! Right… I’m going to wait for you guys outside then." But before Cherri closed the door. "But I was serious though. You two got room for one more if the planets aligned and things get lucky again?"
Alastor massaged the temple of his head. "I dread to even think about such things at the moment, miss Bomb."
"We can even ask that princess of yours." Cherri suddenly gasped. "How about we ask Vaggie to join too? I wouldn’t mind creaming her Twinkie. She’s got a tight ass that one." She said as she licked her lips.
"Miss Bomb! Have you no manners?" Alastor snapped.
"Don’t be like that, Smiles. I can assure you that it’s going to be fun! We can even treat it as a trust exercise—hah! Isn’t Charlie into that? We five are gonna have so much fun!" Cherri Bomb laughed.
"Get out, miss Bomb! Wait for us there."
Cherri smiled and winked at Alastor. "If you want a party, Al. You know where to find me."
Alastor looked at angel. "That friend of yours will drive me crazy one of these days."
Angel giggled. "That’s why she’s my best friend."