Stalling (HH Lemon/Smut)

If you're reading this, I'm sorry.

"Hey Angel. In here!"
Cherri Bomb called out to her comrade, leading the spider demon into what looked like an abandoned house. It possibly belonged to a demon that had since died in the most recent extermination, and it seemed that the first demons that could get their hands on anything did so, as everything was either stolen or completely trashed. Only once Angel Dust and Cherri Bomb were alone, did she speak up again.

"I think I'm gonna dip for now. There's no way that old geezer can put up any semblance of a fight with the state we've left all his shit in, plus I'm just getting bored of having to listen to him." Cherri chuckled, "mind doing me one last favour?"
"Depends on what you're offering, toots." Angel Dust replied, adjusting the fur in his chest aimlessly. 
"You mind keeping him out of my way? I just need you to stall him until I'm out of sight."

Angel Dust raised an eyebrow as he heard Cherri's proposition, having a plan already embedded in his mind.
"Sure thing. I'll do what I do best."
Angel Dust's response made Cherri smirk, she had been around Angel Dust long enough to know exactly what he had in mind. She stood up, playing with one of her explosives in the palm of her hand,
"Fair enough, I'll alert him that you're ready to see him now," she then hesitated one last time to say one more thing, "you might wanna take it easy on him though."

Sir Pentious heard a familiar noise and he jerked his head around to see the glittery, red smoke from one of Cherri's... bombs in an abandoned house, and from the corner of his eye he could see the girl running away. He could've gone after her. After all, she was his target. However, her little companion seemed wasn't to be seen. Which could only mean one thing.

"Get back to the ship and begin repairs at once!" Sir Pentious hissed at one of the Egg Bois that was still alive close by, "I have some unfinished business I need to take care of."
Without waiting for a response, the demon slid towards the house. The anger, the humiliation, everything that twerp has subjected Sir Pentious through, he was determined to make Angel Dust pay for it.

However, unbeknownst to him, Angel Dust was waiting for him. Thinking about him. Due to his recent lodgement at the 'Happy Hotel', it had been a while since he got to have some real fun. Sure, there was his "quick cash grab" earlier that day, however he still was left feeling... unsatisfied. Of course, Cherri Bomb was a good friend of his, and had even asked him for a few favours before in the past, but she just... wasn't his type.

Sir Pentious however, was a whole different story. Angel Dust loved being able to tease him relentlessly and make him feel uncomfortable, it gave him a cathartic sense of power over him. Which wasn't something he was used to experiencing. Usually the guys he'd film with or lend his services to were large, muscular douchebags who just wanted a warm place to shove their cocks into, but Angel Dust was excited at the thought of being able to flip that role and take charge for once.

The more he thought about him, the more he knew he was going to enjoy this. Suddenly, Angel Dust's thoughts were cut off by the demon in question barging through the door. Hiding behind a wall close by, Angel Dust reaches into his jacket for one of his "tools" which were a silver pair of handcuffs, and waited for the perfect time to strike.

Sir Pentious gripped one of his weapons tightly in his hands as he scanned the room with his eyes.
"I know you're in here, you deviant!" Turning a corner, he looked to the right, only to be pounced on by a waiting Angel Dust who was hiding in the shadows, who's first instinct was to reach for the weapon in his opponent's possession and to dispose of it. Sir Pentious hissed and pulled back, but Angel had the upper hand, by being able to pry it out of his grasp with four of his arms and chuck it to the side.

"Geez, can we cut the foreplay already and get to the real action?"
Angel Dust had used his first set of arms to grab Sir Pentious by his own arms and shoved him against the wall and pinning him.
"Don't think you've won just yet, freak."
Sir Pentious coiled his tail around Angel Dust's leg and yanked on it, sending him falling backwards onto the ground.