NOTE:
Obviously I don't own the characters this is just a short story for fun & Alastor X Charlie fans. Lemons I think is the word for it?
Please be kind this is my first story I've made like this with this concept.
Tried to stay true & make it believable towards the characters from Vivziepop's creation of Hazbin Hotel
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Angel's idea of a party was leaving little to no room to think. Heading towards his radio tower to clear his thoughts, Alastor was soon blocked by a familiar. It was Charlie just laying on the floor. A bit confused, to find Hell's Princess on the floor like a rage doll, it wasn't hard to assume perhaps she may have had too much to drink?
"Charlie? You awake?" Charlie didn't stir. Leaving the Radio demon with no choice but to pick her up and get her some place safe. He maybe have been a serial murderer but he was taught manners.
Not finding Vaggie anywhere near, and with her room closer in closer proximity the Radio Demon was left little choice.
I'll just plop her down in her bed, and be on my way. Probably better, at least she'll have a door to block her limp self from any possible intruders. He thought to himself.
Charlie was for all accounts out of it, or so he thought. Setting her down, and turning to leave, Alastor's hand was suddenly seized. Bursts of bubbly giggling came from the intoxicated woman, much to his annoyance. Alastor was not in the mood for games, especially these types of games.
"Charlie" Alastor warned "Let. Go." But she just didn't listen. Grabbing his wrist with her other hand she pulled him closer towards her. If he wasn't already on alert, she would have already pulled him down onto her. It was weird being this close to someone. If she was anyone else, Alastor would have already ripped their tongue out.
Gathering his patience and hoping to get loose from the girl, Alastor tried to distract her by levitating one of her many stuffed animals she kept in her room. It seemed to work for a brief moment, but as soon as he started to pull away she clasp back onto his wrist and pulled back hard.
"Now Charlie, DEAR", he seethed. "I know you're rather out of it, but wouldn't you rather have Vaggie or Angel to do this with you?" He said as he still was trying to pull away.
Her gigging was starting to get out of control. But rather it becoming more of a hindrance, it started to become melodic. Alastor wasn't one to not appreciate the beauty of noise. With this, he was reminded of who she was. The daughter of a Fallen Angel & a demon who was once human and wife to Adam. Of course something in her would reflect God's holy creations.
Something about this & her sweet giggling soothed his anger. A part of him felt at ease and calm. Looking over to Charlie he realized the Princess was now sitting knees bent next to him on her bed, arms wrapped around him. "When did she-?" He hadn't had time to finish that thought as she once again plopped herself now with him down onto her bed.
Still hanging onto him, Charlie than started to snuggle up against the stunned demon in her bed. Smiling and content she started to hum a soft tune. This in turn confused the radio demon. He was relieved she seemed to have calm down, but was now starting enjoying himself. Holding onto him with one outstretched arm across his chest, and the other wrapped around his head, caressing his hair. This accompanied by her soothing voice, Alastor was quiet relaxed. Charmed by her child like state, he decided to amuse her for a bit longer, before he moved on.
They laid like this for a while, Alastor was even contemplating of falling asleep, but Charlie seemed to have other ideas. Feeling her arm come off his chest, Alastor took this as a good sign, assuming she was getting herself more comfortable and easier for him to eventually get up and leave. His eyes by now were closed, so he didn't see the mischievous grin, his not so innocent friend was making. Feeling the sudden fiddle with his belt, Alastor jolted up. "What are you?-" Unable to finish, as he was grabbed and yanked back down by his shirt, finding himself face to face with this temptress. A quick giggle and a kiss to his lips, the Radio demon suddenly started to fell himself drift softly away, almost losing all his senses.
