Hey guys! This chapter features the first of many sex scenes to come. This is the only F/F smut I'll be writing for the duration of Dearest Little Pet, and if it's not your cup of tea, the scene is indicated by /. It's my first time writing F/F so it may not be the greatest, but I'd appreciate the feed back if you have any. Thanks!


Chapter Six: Sexual Healing

Vaggie sighed as she opened the door to her's and Charlie's suite at the hotel. She had a small smile on her face as she thought back to her earlier date with her bubbly and loving princess. She hummed a merry little tune, toeing off her shoes by the door and moved away from the foyer, happy to step on the plush burgundy carpet that lined their home. She looked to her left in their guest bathroom to see if Charlie was in there as the light had been left on. Nothing. She gave herself a once over at the mirror, admiring the way her black pleated skirt gave her more of a butt than what she actually had.

"Charlie?" She called out, "Do you want a snack?"

Just passed the restroom as the rest of the apartment opened up to the living room was the kitchenette to the left. She opened up the fridge and bent down to open a drawer, rummaging through the produce to see what looked good.

Charlie lifted herself up from the velvety black Victorian style couch in the middle of the living room and stared at Vaggie as she stood up again, the top of her head and large bow being the only visible marker as to where she was in the small kitchen space. She laid her arm across the back and rested her chin on her forearm.

After speaking to Alastor and failing miserable to set boundaries, she had hid away upstairs in her room (embarrassed at her epiphany of desiring him more in a way she shouldn't) until Vaggie was done with the last little bit of work she had to do before calling it a night. Charlie had changed into something more comfortable and braided her hair. She stared in Vaggie's direction with a hopelessness she had never felt before.

For the last few hours she fought with her inner demons to allow herself at least a night of pleasurable sin with the Radio Demon. Perhaps getting it out of her system, so to speak, would help, yet she couldn't bear the thought of hurting Vaggie should she find out. Alastor must have been teasing her to get a comical reaction out of her for amusement. There was no way he was interested in her. That's what she had hoped at least because the thought of him being serious turned her on immensely and almost want to find him to take up his offer.

"Snack or no?" Vaggie asked again, poking her head out from behind the counter.

"Can I have you for a snack?" Charlie smiled and winked playfully, trying hard to cover up her shame and guilt of slowly accepting the Radio Demon's advances. Vaggie laughed, oblivious to Charlie's inner turmoil.

"Very funny," Vaggie shook her head and rolled her eyes. She giggled and went back into the kitchenette. "Came up with that on your own?" The two laughed.

Vaggie eventually emerged from the kitchen with a bowl of grapes and set them on the wooden coffee table in front of the couch. Charlie was now facing forward, looking up at the grey skinned woman before her and felt her heart flutter. The moth was the most beautiful person the heiress had ever seen, and not just physically. While at times Vaggie could be aggressive and come off a little harsh, she had an incredibly big heart for a sinner. She fought for what she believed in, protected Charlie, and on top of that, believed in Charlie's silly dream. How many times had Vaggie beat up someone who made fun of their mission? She was Charlie's inspiration for this hotel.

Charlie was by no means physically weak, but she did not believe in using her powers to get what she wanted or prove a point. She believed if she was to set an example for the hotel and her people, she would have to use other, less violent channels for the betterment of her subjects and thus became a pacifist, despite being the daughter of Lucifer and heir to Hell's throne. Her father was no tyrant, but if the King were to be crossed, he did not hesitate to remove the offender from this plane of existence or any other.

Hell's princess reached out to her love, pulling her forward. Vaggie sat and straddled Charlie's lap, putting her arms around the other girl's neck and smiling lovingly at her.

"You've been in a really affectionate mood lately, more so than usual." She commented, tilting her head slightly as her bright yellow eye roamed over the upper half of Charlie's body. The heiress wore a pink silk chemise with black lace trim and straps that tied at the shoulders. Vaggie kissed her forehead.

The rosy cheek demon gave her a crooked smile, "Is that a bad thing?" She rested her hands on Vaggie's hips, "I'm just so excited that everything seems to be falling into place and a lot of it is because of your help. I appreciate you."

"Alastor's done more than I have." She rolled her eye, the pink X of her other barely twitching "However, I have to admit..." Vaggie blushed a little, "He's kinda grown on me. I still don't like that he's helping with 'running' this place, nor do I fully trust him, but you're right. He's done a lot of good despite his reputation. Never judge a book by its blood stained cover, I guess and the guy definitely knows his way around the kitchen."

Charlie's heart leapt into her throat at the mention of his name. "Y-yeah. He's um... pretty hands on, huh?" Memories of Hells Fire Day flooded her mind. 'VERY hands on.' She cleared her throat, "Regardless, you've been my rock since we started this project. You listen to me and help me figure things out." She leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on Vaggie's sternum. "For that, let me show you my appreciation."

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"Oh?" Vaggie purred, her half lidded eye sparkling with anticipation, "I'm honored, your highness." She gasped as one of Charlie's snow white hands made their way up her shirt and gently squeezed her tiny breasts through the bandeau she wore. The other slithered into her skirt to squeeze her bottom.

"Mhmm. You've been a good girl." She squeezed Vaggie's breast harder, feeling her erected nipple press against the palm of her hand.

"Charlie..." Vaggie's hands moved from Charlie's shoulders to her chest, reciprocating the same gesture. She was stopped almost immediately.

"Shhh. Let me love you like you deserve." The huskiness of Charlie's voice sent a shiver up Vaggie's spine. She nodded and removed her top for her lover to gain better access to her burning flesh. She loved it when Charlie took control, if only she would assert herself more outside their bedroom, perhaps things would have been a little different for the hotel.

The blonde trailed kisses down her lover's front, starting between the valley of her breast and working her way down to her belly button. She supported Vaggie as she leaned back, keeping a firm grip on her back. In one quick motion, her tongue followed the same path up and she savored the light salty taste of her skin.

Vaggie shivered a little and closed her eyes, concentrating on the girl beneath her.

Charlie moved the bandeau down so it sat around her waist, exposing her girlfriend's darker grey nipples. She moved forward, gently capturing one in her mouth and swirled her tongue teasingly around the edge of the areola. Vaggie whimpered, clutching Charlie's shoulder. Her head bobbed forward, her long hair sliding over her left shoulder.

"Charlie!" she gasped in surprise as the other girl bit her nipple, a little harder than normal, but the pain quickly turned to pleasure as she soothed it with her tongue.

Without warning, Charlie's left hand made its way back up Vaggie's skirt, her right encircled around her narrow waist. She gently caressed the moth's smooth thighs, then raked her nails down, just hard enough to leave thin red lines but not enough to cause pain. With a firmer grip, she massaged her way back up Vaggie's leg until she was at her hip, then with her thumb, ran her finger from the apex of her legs to her hip, much like what Alastor had done to her days prior. She kissed her way across Vaggie's chest to give her other nipple the same treatment as it's twin.

Vaggie's gasped, then let out a low moan that was like music to Charlie's ear. She pulled back to stare at Vaggie's face as she panted from need, a small blush on her grey cheeks. Charlie smiled, and with a sure grip on the woman's bottom, she hoisted them both off the couch to walk over to their bedroom. The moth squeaked and wrapped her legs around Charlie's hips, clinging to her shoulders for dear life. Charlie's blacken lips curled into a loving smile and she kissed her girlfriend's neck.

She entered the bedroom without a hitch and carefully crawled onto the large wood framed bed and dumped Vaggie in the middle, her hair strewn every which way on the messy covers as she bounced once on the mattress. The moth opened her legs slightly wider and Charlie crawled in on all fours, once again kissing her from her navel up to her neck.

Vaggie sighed blissfully and tugged at the knots of Charlie's chemise. Once undone, the pale faced demoness leaned up and wiggled the silk fabric off her body, leaving her in only a matching pair of silk panties. Vaggie licked her lips.

"You've got some amazing genes," the grey skinned woman joked with a teasing smirk on her black lips, her golden eye half open. "I hope you know that you're amazingly beautiful, inside and out."

Charlie's smiles wavered a little, the guilt creeping back into her mind. She shook her head, "No Vaggie, I'm really not. You on the other hand, damn. Gorgeous, smart, funny, passionate, and a complete badass. I'm really lucky to have you." Vaggie blushed harder.

Hell's princess unzipped and slowly slid both her lover's skirt and underwear off. Vaggie had managed to wiggle the bandeau off herself and flung it across the bed and then rested her arms above her head. The moth now laid completely nude in front of princess who kneeled just between her legs.

Charlie gently slid her hands across almost every exposed inch of skin, starting from the collar bone, across her breast, down her waist, then up over her knees which were bent, giving her a peek of Vaggie's glistening womanhood from underneath the small patch of silvery hair.

Her heart fluttered, but the usual excitement she felt at times like these wasn't the same. She wasn't as turned on. She felt... almost empty. Her heart stopped for a moment. Shame washed over her again, but she fought hard to not let it show. Despite how she felt, she would make sure Vaggie reached her climax. Her smile was strained but Vaggie didn't notice as her eye closed, only concentrating on the feeling of Charlie's hands on her.

Gently, Charlie stroked up on her slit, coating her finger in her love juices. Vaggie sucked in a sharp breath, her knees falling away to widen herself up to her. With a delicate touch, Charlie's thumb glided over Vaggie's clit. A deep, low moan left Vaggie's lips as she arched up, grabbing onto the mattress cover for dear life.

It first started off with gentle circles, but with each rotation Charlie picked up the speed and pressure until she was rubbing it up and down with a vigorous speed. Vaggie's hips bucked up as she cried out, "Please! I need..." She clenched her teeth, fighting back an orgasm.

The princess leaned over her body and nipped her nipple gently, "What do you need, hmm? This?" With her free hand she pinched a nipple. Vaggie whimpered.

"N-no..." She stuttered, "I-I..."

"How about this?" She grabbed the nipple and twisted. Vaggie shrieked.

"Fuck!"

"Or this?" She adjusted her stance and inserted a finger into Vaggie's pulsating womanhood.

"Fucking hell, yes! Another, dammit!" She threw her hands up and covered her face, sobbing from the pleasure. Charlie always knew how to get her worked up.

The pale rosy cheeked demoness giggled and did as she was told, inserting her index finger and began to gently pump her. She stopped her finger play on Vaggie's clit to make her last a little longer. Vaggie's ragged breathing began to subside and return to moans of pleasure. A third was insert and Charlie carefully worked her.

Vaggie could feel the build up again. Just as she thought she got the rhythm down to gyrate her hips to Charlie's fingers, the princess pulled her hand out. Vaggie's eye flashed red as she snapped her head up and leaned on her elbows to glare at Charlie.

Charlie laughed and backed up on their king sized bed. She got on her stomach and with her head between Vaggie's knees, she reached up and pulled the girl down toward her to bury her face within her folds.

Vaggie yelped and fell back onto the bed, her hands clutched together on her chest as Charlie bobbed her head up and down so her tongue could lap up the wetness produced from her most intimate part, flicking her tongue roughly over her clit. She encircled the sensitive bead with her mouth and gave it a quick, gently suck, causing Vaggie to convulse as her body went haywire.

Charlie had to steady Vaggie's hips, looping her arms around her pelvis which allowed her to use one hand to hold her folds. She continued her onslaught, pushing her tongue in as far as it would go, then lick up to flick her lover's clit.

Vaggie couldn't take it anymore, her mouth open to scream but nothing came out as her eye shut tightly. Her body buzzed underneath Charlie as a wave of immense pleasure washed over her like a tsunami. She gushed into Charlie's waiting mouth who happily drank from the secret fountain, and with one final spasm, the moth collapsed, gasping for air as her heart tried to jump out from her chest.

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Charlie laid her head on Vaggie's inner thigh and smiled sadly. She loved Vaggie more than anything in Heaven, Hell, or the Mortal Realm. She loved her.

'I don't crave her touch anymore. I have this burning need but I know she won't satisfy it, not how I want it to be.' Alastor's grinning face flashed in Charlie's head. Yes, she wanted him. In fact she knew she needed him to quell the fire within her. 'That damned asshole. What did he do to me?'

She sat up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Vaggie groaned and rolled to the side, shivering. "I saw stars... damn." Charlie playfully slapped her bottom, causing Vaggie to roll over more and lay on her stomach. She supported her head with her folded arms, "I don't... I don't have the energy to help you. I'm sorry."

Charlie shook her head and spooned the tiny woman, "It's ok. Like I said, let me love you like you deserved." 'It would have taken too long to get me off anyway.' She thought bitterly, hating herself for thinking of being with anyone but the love of her life. Damn that handsome red headed deer demon. Damn him for tainting her with a touch and the uniquely seductive voice of his.

Vaggie sighed deeply and almost instantly drifted off into a light sleep, a content smile on her face. Charlie stealthy snuck out of bed and slipped her nighty back, then, from her chair at the vanity on one end the room she removed her black bathrobe and tied it in front. She carefully put a blanket on Vaggie before leaving. She crossed the living room and entered the guest bathroom by the front door to wash her face and neck and removed any evidence of Vaggie on her. She dried herself off before swishing water in her mouth as a precaution. She exited the room, then the apartment and gulped as she stood in front of the ominous black door of their only neighbor.

She bit her cheek and closed her eyes, raising her right hand and with three quick motions, she knocked on Alastor's door.

She couldn't hear anything behind the oak door and for a moment she thought he wasn't home. She waited a little longer and sighed, feeling silly and was about to turn around when she heard a soft click.

She felt herself blushing and her pulse thunder under her skin. She felt her inner demons begin to battle one another yet again. What was she doing? Had she gone mad?

'No! Don't do it! Think of Vaggie!'

'Yes! It's a sin to deny the flesh of what it needs!'

'Adultery is a sin!'

'We are not married nor ever discussed being! Infidelity is not a sin if we're not married! Take what you want, you're fucking never going to heaven anyway because you're the fucking Princess of Hell you stupid bitch. This project isn't about you, it's about your people so get your head out of the clouds and live a little!'

"Charlie my dear, is everything alright? It's rather late." The Radio Demon's voice cut through her inner monologue. She shook her head to clear her thoughts.

"Huh?" She suddenly lost her train of thought as she stared at Alastor. He was still fully dressed, wearing his normal outfit of burgundy pants, red shirt with a black cross down the middle, and a black bow tie. The only thing missing was his coat and for some reason seeing him without it and in suspenders instead caused her mind to blank. "Uh..." her eyes roamed his lithe form. Despite how thin he was, his aura screamed confidence and power, commanding respect from those lesser than he.

Alastor chuckled and his radio audience laughed along. He leaned on the door frame, one arm propped up while the index finger of the other tapped her nose gently, holding a glass of liquor she hadn't noticed.

"Did you need something, sweetheart? Cup of sugar perhaps?" He slowly sipped from his snifter glass.

Charlie gasped and blushed deeper in embarrassment for staring at him, knowing full well she looked like a fish out of water. She cleared her throat and mumbled.

"Do speak up dear, and use your words." He scolded, raising a brow. He stared at her, genuinely curious why she was at his door. He finished his brandy with one large gulp and set it aside on some unseen surface in his dark apartment.

"I said..." she began, starting to breath hard as she fought to get the words out of her mouth. She couldn't look at him and turned around, her fist clenched tightly, "I'll play. I'll play your st-stupid game, as you p-put it. I-If you're serious."

Her body sang as it yearned for his touch, yet her heart felt like it was breaking into a million shards. She hated herself and was disgusted that in less than two months, she allowed someone like Alastor to destroy nearly five years of faithfulness. Charlie felt like garbage.

The demon was glad her back was to him as for a brief second his mouth dropped and his eyes widen at her confession. His ears twitched, disbelieving in what he just heard. He quickly regained his composure and smiled widely, almost victoriously. He grabbed onto her right shoulder and turned her back around to face him. Her face was scarlet from her intense blushing. She chose to look at anything but him.

"How unexpected." He said slowly, the radio buzz gone, leaving his voice naked but more frightening than anything Charlie had ever known. What had she done? "You want to be my pet?"

Charlie shivered, "P-pet?" She raised a hand toward her lips and bit her knuckles.

"My sexual play thing, darling. While it was very amusing to watch you resist and struggle, this is a deliciously pleasant surprise. Then let the fun begin, my sweet." He chuckled darkly.

"O-one condition." She willed herself to face him.

"Oh?" He tilted his head to the side out of curiosity, his hair and ears bobbing slightly.

"Vaggie must never find out. I love her Alastor, I really do, but whatever you're doing to me, I need to... I need to satisfy it or I might end up going crazy. What have you done to me?" Tears brimmed her eyes.

The Radio Demon leaned forward so they were eye to eye and cupped her face with both of his gloved hands, stroking her rose colored cheeks gently, "I've done nothing my dear but catered to a part of you I do believe you'll enjoy. So relax, enjoy the ride. She won't know, 'tis only you and I playing and I'm no exhibitionist unless... you want to be." He licked his lips and let her face go.

She was mesmerized by his crimson colored eyes and sinister smile. When he licked his lips, almost seductively, she felt her arousal spike. Something inside her twitched to life. Maybe she was more like her mother than she thought, and it was probably the worse time to discover her sexual appetite. Vaggie could never tap into her freaky side like this. Their love and the sex they had was too pure. How did this demon before her know and awaken this side of her with such ease?

"Fuck." She hadn't realized she said it out loud. Her brow furrowed in concern.

"In due time." He grabbed her chin, the claws of his thumb and index finger digging into her cheek to hold her in place, and stepped forward until there was little space between them, "For now, let's finalize our agreement to play with one another."

"H-how?" She was breathing hard, feeling herself get worked up by his smoldering gaze. Her eyes widen as his face drew nearer. 'Oh shit... is he gonna...?' Her knees buckled for the second time around him as Alastor placed a chaste kiss on the corner of her mouth. Electricity ripped through her body at the contact. His lips were so soft. All she wanted to do was push him back into his apartment and have her way with him. He was driving her into madness, and she couldn't stand it. She wanted to kiss him, but before she could turn her head, he straighten up and let her face go.

"There. Sealed with a kiss." His smile stretched across his face, his eyes sparkling with excitement. 'Faster than I hoped, but delightful nonetheless.'

"O-ok." Was Charlie's only response as she stormed back into her room at the hotel. She made a beeline for hers and Vaggie's bed -dropping her robe unceremoniously on the floor- and buried her face into her pillow, fighting the urge to scream and take it all back. She felt awful, but she knew she couldn't tell him 'no' even if she tried.

Her girlfriend shifted beside her and reached out for her warmth.

"You ok, babe?" She whispered, eyes still closed.

Charlie turned to her and got under the covers to cuddle. Vaggie buried her face into the blonde's chest.

"I'm good. Just had to use the bathroom."

Charlie wasn't ashamed that she was willing cheating on the woman in her arms. She was angry and even hated herself, yes, but not ashamed. She was ashamed that she was excited to be that smug bastard's 'pet'. There was a ring to it that set shivers up her spine. She had no idea what she was getting herself into, but if it meant she could rid of herself of the sexual frustration she was beginning to feel, maybe it wouldn't be so bad and she could become her normal self again.


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