Charlie kissed Vaggie's head before quietly exiting the room to get a head start on her tasks for the day. She let out a disheartened sigh, not convinced they had patched things up last night after they had returned from picking up Mandy's daughter. It felt like a small weight sat on her chest remembering Vaggie's tears, her sobs about her insecurities and frustrations when it came to the pale demoness and her male business partner, as well as having to keep her own frustrations from biting back. It took some time, cuddles, and a bit of servicing to calm the grey skinned demoness and get an apology for not letting it go as she had promised she would.

The princess took a deep breath and slowly exhaled as their bedroom door closed behind her with a soft click. She wrapped her arms around herself and frowned, unsure of the mixed feelings swirling in her head. She raised a hand to her heart that thumped painfully in her chest, gnawing her lower lip with uncertainty.

She knew what she was doing was wrong and unfair to her moth, so there was no reason for her to be upset with Vaggie for feeling the way that she did, and sadly the princess knew her girlfriend also would never understand the sacrifices that had to be made. Charlie still believed she was doing more good for her people by entertaining one of Hell's most dangerous overlords in an unusual game she had no idea would have her learning more about herself than she had in several hundred years. At this point, Charlie couldn't back out now. Perhaps it was for fear of what he would do to her people, her patients, or even Vaggie to get his kicks. Or maybe a small part of her wanted his attention for herself to see how far they would both be willing to explore. She never felt so confident and dare she say powerful, then she had yesterday afternoon as she watched Alastor obey her, albeit simple, demand. She did that to him. She commanded him, and he obeyed. It was like nothing she had ever felt before, not even when Vaggie let her take control in the bedroom. What did he think of her then? What did he think of her now for not showing up?

Had Alastor been expecting her last night? Did he stay up and if so, how long before he gave up? Despite the afternoon they had had, he looked eager to continue and she had to admit, she had been too until her argument with Vaggie. She was curious to know what he would have done after her show, but it was quickly forgotten by the time dinner was over. Would he have taken control once more, or would he allow her to pull another trick she had hidden up her sleeve? A shame such an exhilarating round of their game had come to an end as at some point during the night, her glass dildo had returned to her. She wished she could continue another show, but Vaggie really needed her. She couldn't deny the love of her life her attention, and it shouldn't have been that hard of a choice. That was the right thing to do. So why did she feel disappointed all night for not being elsewhere?

"What's gotten into me lately?" She licked her lips as she started the coffee maker in their small kitchen as realization finally dawned on her, "I'm so tired of listening to what other people expect me to do. Why can't I ever do what I want?" She gripped the counter, "I made this choice." She placed her forearms on the counter and rested her head upon them closing her eyes for a moment, "I wish I hadn't accepted his invitation, but... I'm not disappointed with the outcome thus far." With a new sense of validation and confidence, Charlie straightened up, "Vaggie is just too narrow minded sometimes. I love her, not... him. That's what matters right? My mind, heart, and soul belong to her, but what I do with my body, that's my choice. I know this is wrong, but I want this. I need this."

A small bleat caught her attention as she opened the refrigerator. She jumped then turned around and smiled gently as Razzle came to stand beside her, "Good morning, Raz. Here." She passed him a strawberry then patted the space between his horns, changing the subject. "Do you mind helping me with breakfast for Vaggie before she wakes up? I feel bad for the argument we had last night." The goat demon nodded happily and flew up to be at eye level with her to press his nose against hers. Charlie giggled, "Thank you. Can you make sure it's extra special? I have some stuff to take care of in my office. I'll leave the coffee going for when she wakes up." Her companion nodded excitedly and went about the kitchen, pulling out ingredients to begin Vaggie's breakfast. Charlie smiled as she made her way out the door.

Upon exiting, her eyes drifted over to her neighbor's door, wondering if perhaps she should see if he was in his suite and apologize, or pretend nothing was out of the ordinary and go straight for the elevator. He wanted her to be more authoritative in her demeanor, which she knew would help her with her patients, so standing him up last night shouldn't be a problem. She never said she would actually be there, after all.

"Still..." She said to herself as she found herself standing in front of his door, hand poised to knock, "I should apologize." Hesitantly, she tapped her knuckles against the wood. She waited a moment, rolling back and forth on the ball of her heels, careful to not snap the stilettos in half. When nothing happened, she pressed her ear against the door, only to be greeted with the sound of her blood rushing in her ear. She sighed dejectedly, making her way toward the elevator.

Entering, she slumped against the back wall, looking up at her reflection as she pouted. "Guess he wasn't in." she mused to herself. Looking around, she chuckled under her breath as memories of a few days ago came flooding back to her, "We can't be doing that again." She placed a hand on the wall Alastor had pinned her to when he ravished her without consequence, "Vaggie ordered more security cameras. She's right though, anything can happen in the elevator." A single ping signified she had reached the first floor. "Maybe... he's in his office."

She heard murmurs coming from the dining area and the sound of utensils scratching against ceramic. So far so good for the first day. Rather than say good morning, she turned left to head toward the offices, passing her own to knock once more on Alastor's. This time, the door opened.

Alastor's shadow stood before her, smiling mischievously, and caused her to blush as heat pooled in her stomach while images of yesterday afternoon filled her head. "Charlie, sweetheart, good morning!" greeted the Radio Demon's filtered voice from within the darkened room, his eyes illuminating his face with a soft red glow, "I'll be with you in just a moment, just wrapping up the morning show!" Charlie remembered that he did say he neglected other duties to help her and the hotel. Perhaps she should make it up to him. The Shadow stepped aside to allow her inside, eyeing her every moment as it closed the door. She could have sworn she felt its eyeless sockets roam her body. Its grin widened before slithering away to some unknown corner. Charlie sat down on the couch, trying her best to not make too much noise as his eyes turned to radio dials and his ever-wide Cheshire grin pulsated with its own glow to the rhythm of his voice as he spoke into his microphone staff.

The Radio Demon felt his loins stir as she took careful steps to not make much noise with her heels. His need for her hadn't subsided from the day before, and her attire was far more risqué than anything he had seen her wear thus far. She wore a tight navy-blue cocktail dress with a sweetheart neckline that accentuated her breasts with a large diamond like gem in the center that drew attention to her cleavage. To make herself a touch more modest, she wore a white suit blazer with two ivory buttons fastened with black satin lapels. Her hair was pulled back into a half bun, the rest of her hair slightly curled to hang as loose waves that framed her angelic face. He took a moment to admire her pale, shapely bare legs. Oh, what he would do to have them wrapped around his waist again, holding him prisoner against her center.

"That's all the time we have for you, dear listeners. Please do stop by tonight at the Caged Canary for the debut of dearest Mimzy's newest number, dedicated to none other than Hazbin Hotel, the Bee's Knees in town for chumps! Nothing like a little wining and dining to celebrate some positively interesting developments happening here. Ho, ho! I am excited as you are to see what our charming Princess has in store for us. Will these simple sinners come close to redemption, or are they doomed with that one-way ticket that brought them here in the first place? Stay tuned!"

Charlie hadn't noticed she began to twirl a strand of hair as she crossed her legs, mindful of her dress which was perhaps an inch or two too short to be considered business casual with her blazer and leaned into the arm rest of the sofa as she avoided looking at him while he worked. She always assumed he worked from a radio station, but it shouldn't have been a surprise that he could make regular broadcasts from anywhere at any time. The full extent of his powers was a mystery to everyone...

Alastor cleared his throat as his facial appearance returned to normal. His shadow opened the curtains to let day light in, momentarily blinding the princess, "Good morning, darling. Sleep well?" With a snap of his fingers, two mugs of steaming black coffee materialized before him. He grabbed them and handed one to his guest, "After yesterday's events, I assumed you must have hit the hay quite early." He grinned delightfully as a bright blush spread across her face. His eyes studied her intently, lingering on her long snow-white legs.

She took the cup and looked around. Sensing what she needed, Alastor willed sugar and creamer for her, "Ah! Thanks." She quickly poured what she needed from the floating pieces of ceramic before they blipped to whatever dimension they came from, "N-no, actually... I had some pressing matters to attend to last night, which is why I didn't stop by." She wanted to apologize but stopped herself from doing so.

Alastor chuckled as he shook his head, "I'm sure you had a very good reason, though I do hope your toy found its' way back into your quarters." He sipped his beverage, "Anyhow, darling, while I do love to stick around and chit chat, I have some errands to run before we head out tonight. You'd think that with all the time we had before opening, I would have everything squared away for a bit, but goodness me, Quennie saw to it that there is still much work to be done on my end. I'll be back before the evening." He turned his back toward her to make his way back to his desk.

"Are you mad?" Charlie blurted, a brighter blush on her cheeks as she stared into her coffee, not sure why she suddenly felt panicked that he was acting so... nonchalant. "About... last night? You invited me over and... I basically ghosted you. I'm sorry, I should have said something, or at least called your room."

Alastor was a little taken aback as he turned to face her again, setting his coffee mug on the corner of his desk where his shadow placed a coaster, "Why, Charlie darling, why would I be mad?" He said in the softest voice he could muster as he took a seat next to her. She peeked at him from the corner of her eyes, her brows knitted in worry. He rolled his eyes, "My dear, rest assure I am not bothered by it."

"Y-you're not?" She bit her lower lip, too scared to face him directly now that her morning courage fizzled away.

"Of course. The fact you chose her over me comes as no surprise. You love her, don't you?" He leaned back, throwing his arms over the backrest of the sofa and crossed his right leg over the left at the knee, "I understand you have more important things to tend to, such as your lady's fragile self-esteem." With his right hand, he gently held her chin and coaxed her to look at him, "While I would have very much liked to have resumed where we left off yesterday afternoon, it's not like we won't ever have the opportunity again. Though, honestly, it is bothersome for our... little... arrangement seeing as how the workload has increased." his thumb traced her lower lip, causing her mouth to part ever so slightly. He leaned toward her as her eyes glazed over with need, her breath becoming shallower. "Normally I require some effort in making time for our rendezvouses, but considering the circumstances, my dear, I suppose I will take what I can get for now." 'Only because the wait will be worth the outcome.'

Charlie sighed in relief as he let her go, "Oh, ok... I was worried and thought maybe you'd be upset. Truthfully, I wanted to come, but Vaggie needed me more."

Alastor stood, surprising the Princess, "Sweetheart, I don't need you for anything. I simply iwant/i you. Believe it or not, I am not so selfish to try and keep you all to myself, not when you have baggage... I mean, a significant other. There will, however, come a time you will probably need to choose between us again but know I will never force you to make such a decision. I just hope you make the right one for yourself, darling." He had to applaud himself as he watched Charlie stare at him with disbelief. When his Shadow had gone to return her toy, it had overheard parts of their argument. It didn't take much to figure out the meddlesome moth was not only demanding, but controlling, even if neither of them would admit it. Such a selfish creature, perhaps as terrible as he was, but he always knew how to get what he wanted. Sometimes he needed a different approach, and this time, feigning patience and understanding would be key. Charlie would have to leave the other woman on her own. There was no doubt he could make her fall in love with him so he could keep her all to himself to do with as he pleased. It would be easier in the long wrong for his plans. "Seriously, think nothing of it." He reached out to caress her cheek tenderly. Charlie, without thinking, leaned into his hand, and nuzzled against it.

With large, awestruck eyes, Charlie smiled sheepishly, "Ok. Thank you." Her heart began to thunder in her chest at their proximity, and nearly skipped a beat as she stared up into his eyes that swam with his desire.

With little effort, he smiled gently down at her, "This arrangement of ours is different than any of the ones I ever had, but I simply can't help myself around you dear." He knelt in front of her and placed a hand on her knee, "I did it to myself, really, but I just had to know what kind of vixen you have hidden underneath this saintly façade of yours." His hand began to inch upwards and caress her thigh, causing her breath to hitch, "I have yet to be disappointed by you, and I'm impressed with how well you've kept your composure so far, considering the mess you were during your initial interview." He stroked her covered womanhood, eliciting a moan from the princess who damned herself for not going commando. Angel really had a point though when it came to wearing something a little more... accessible... "Anything else I can reassure you on?" He was delighted when her legs spread a little more.

"Um..." she didn't want to leave his office just yet, not when he was making her hot and bothered, "No, but... I do have one question." She could feel her heart ready to explode out of her chest.

He removed his hand, much to her dismay, and returned to his desk, "Fire away, darling." He took his cooled cup of coffee and took a sip. Looking down at in with one raise brow, he snapped his finger to produce a flame at the end of his thumb and held it underneath the cup, "I don't see the appeal of cold coffee."

"Do you think we could take two cars tonight? In case Vaggie wants to leave earlier than us?" She looked at him hopefully, "She could... take the limo back home while we come home together." She wanted to smack herself, 'Lord, I sound desperate.'

"Hmmm." Alastor sat down in his chair and folded his arms on the desk. He leaned forward and gave her a wicked grin as he set his cup down on his desk once again, placing his palm over it and slowly phased it away from existence until his palm rested on his desk, "If that is what you desire, darling, I don't see why not." He winked. Without a doubt, Charlie knew her panties had a wet spot. Noticing the way, she began to shift in her seat, Alastor beckoned her over with a finger. "Come here, darling."

Charlie placed her coffee on the table in front of her and stood, tugging the hem of her dress down for some, albeit laughable, modesty. When she stood in front of his desk, he shook his head and patted his lap as he moved his chair back. She did as was signaled and sat on it, twirling her thumbs together as she wondered what he was up to. Her breath caught again as he placed his left hand on her inner thigh and tickled the skin of her bikini line when her legs automatically allowed him access, his gloved hand gently sliding a finger under the edge of her thong that covered her sacred spot.

"You know, darling, I couldn't help notice the way you're dressed. If I didn't know better, I'd say you were trying to seduce me." His free hand wrapped around her shoulders for her to comfortably lean back as he nuzzled into her cleavage. He gently nipped at the swells of her bosoms, making her gasp.

"A-Alastor…. The door."

"Shhh, kitten, it's alright." The arm that was bracing her back shifted so he could gently tug her hair, moving her head back to expose her neck to him as he continued to nip his way up to her ear. "Since you seem so keen to make it up to me about last night, I do believe I know how you can."

Charlie inhaled a sharp breath, unable to speak as her mouth hung slightly agape, eyes half lidded as she felt a wave a heat spread throughout her body. "Uh…"

"I am quite famished. I normally don't skip breakfast, as it is the most important meal of the day." He said with a much enthusiasm as one would as if asking about the weather outside.

"O-oh..." 'Is he implying...?' she could barely keep one eye open as he grazed the skin of her thighs with his claws.

"So how about you spread yourself for me once more, hmm?" He nipped her ear lobe then licked the outer edge to soothe it, "Quickly now," he whispered, "I'd very much like a bite to eat before someone comes looking for you."

Sebastian sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a migraine form as Thorn stared at him intensely, "No."

"C'mon... I wanna see Big Blue. You can't just say shit about yourself and not show. I'd put money on you being about to take out Sergei." With a swift pat to the bear's back, he continued, "I just wanna see the height difference. C'mon! All I got is being able to pop a blood vessel in my eye and make it squirt like ketchup."

Sergei grunted as he poured himself a cup of coffee, "Unlikely."

Thorn turned to Artyom as he looked up from the novel he had been reading, "You! You wanna see it too, no?"

"Huh?" The soldier placed a bookmark between the pages and closed the book, "If he doesn't want to show... I don't think it's good idea to pester him." He mumbled a thanks as Niffty came around with a cart to pick up the empty plates at their table. "When he is ready, he will show."

Thorn gave him a stink eye as he crossed his arms and huffed, "You're no fun." Looking around the room, he sighed, "Well... what do y'all think about having a baby around here? This is like... a rehab center, right?"

The black-haired wolf shrugged, "Honestly... I was under the impression 'we', as in us sinners, couldn't have babies. However, I could give two shits about it being here. Not my business. Just glad it's not a colic baby." He rolled up the sleeves of his blue dress shirt, "Well, we got a few more days of quarantine, which of you fuckers wanna play another round of poker?"

Sergei nodded in approval, "I find this past time acceptable... comrade."

"I'll ask the girls. Maybe they will want to play too?" Artyom said as he got up from the table, "I find us sitting separately silly, like school children. Ms. Charlie wants us all to get to know one another, after all." He made his way over to the other table across the room, clearing his throat as he approached the three women demonesses and child, "Good morning, ladies."

Mandy, visibly tightening her hold on her infant just a fraction, smiled, "Hey." She continued to bounce the child on her knee as it cooed up at her.

"Good morning," Meitsa greeted as she wiped a bit of syrup from her mouth, "Artyom, was it?"

"Yes! I'm sorry, I don't quite remember your names." He blushed a little as he rubbed the back of his neck, chuckling nervously. He glanced at the geisha sitting on the other end of the table. She cocked a brow at him, her crimson eyes questioning him as to why he was blatantly staring.

Meitsa smiled at him and extended a hand toward him, "Meitsa, dzień dobry." Artyom was surprised how firm her grip was as they shook.

"Zdraviya zhelayu." He turned his attention to the others.

Mandy also smiled up at him, "Mandy, and this Melody."

Artyom kneeled in front of the child, "Hello, little one." He reached a hand toward the child who held onto his finger and cooed, causing him to chuckle.

"Ume." The geisha said as she carefully brought her teacup to her red painted lips, "What brings you here?"

"Oh..." He said as he stood back up, "Well, the others and I were..."

"Ya'll wanna play some poker?" Shouted Thorn, "Ain't nothing else to do in this shit joint for now."

Sebastian shrugged, "Quarantine isn't all too bad. Kinda nice not having to work too much, and whatever shield the Radio Demon has up is disrupting phone signals."

Sergei nodded in agreement, "Long time since last I did anything that didn't involve some kind of bloodshed. Nice change of pace."

Ume shook her head, "I decline. I have dance practice every day after breakfast. Niffty-san was kind enough to find me an area I can do so in peace."

"Perhaps I will join later. Today I was going to clean up the greenhouse and see what can be salvaged." Meitsa stood from her seat, the top of her head barely reaching Artyom's shoulders. "

Mandy bit her lower lip as she contemplated on what to do, "It sounds fun, but I think Melody and I will spend time at the pool before the sun is overhead. Maybe when I put her down for her afternoon nap, I'll play."

Thorn groaned, "It's not like we're playing strip poker."

"And where the fun is that?" everyone turned to the entrance to see Angel come strutting in, lowering his sunglasses to scan the crowd as he adjusted his pet in his lower arms who grunted in its sleep, "Any of ya seen Boss Bitch around?"

"Angel!" Niffty said excitedly, "Welcome back! And with dinner?" She eyed the pig with excitement as she licked her tiny tips.

The porn star gasped in disgust as he clung to Fat Nugget, "Hell nah! This is my Emotional Support Companion, Fat Nugget. Harm a single hair on him and I swear to fucking Christ I'll snap them itty bitty limbs of yours." Niffty was caught a little off guard, as well as everyone, "Sorry... he means a lot to me, so I appreciate if ya left him alone. Pinky over there got a baby, and I have mine now."

"I was kidding." Niffty said with a huff, "Welcome back, regardless. Just make sure you clean up after him, ok? How'd you get through the barrier? Al's still working as far as I know."

Angel shrugged, "It's fine. Husk let us in, he was picking some mint or something out front when we rolled up. Interesting trick using runic magic like that. Well, I'm gonna drop my stuff off in my room and show my bestie around. If ya find Charlie before I do, let 'er know I'm lookin' for her."

"Sure. Should I expect your friend to stay for lunch or dinner?"

Angel shrugged, "Eh, sure. She's at the bar with Husk right now."

"A drink sounds good." Sebastian said as he stood, "You all know where to find me."

Mandy walked up to Angel, "May I?" she reached out toward his pig.

"Huh? Oh yea... sure." Mandy smiled and tickled the underside of Fat Nugget's chin. He squealed happily, causing Melody to laugh gleefully as she too gently stroked his cheek, "So... that's an actual baby, huh?"

"Mhmm."

"Huh." He had many questions but decided against asking for the time being.

As if in a trance, Charlie stood to unbutton her blazer, slowly exposing her shoulders before taking it off completely and placing it over the backrest of Alastor's seat. Next, she slipped the thin straps of her dress off then turned around to reveal her bareback as she moved her hair over her left shoulder. Carefully she peeled the fabric from her torso as she swayed her hips from side to side, then hooked her thumbs into her dress and slid it down the curve of her ass. Before she could do anything with her red lacy thong, she shivered as she felt Alastor's bare hands on her hips.

"Allow me." He said in a low, unfiltered voice as he removed his gloves. Her skin broke out into goosebumps as she gasped again, feeling his lips tenderly place kisses along her lower spine. He carefully turned her around. Charlie reached behind her to steady herself against his desk as he leaned forward and kissed just above her navel, looking up at her with a mischievous glint in his eyes. From her position, she couldn't see his excitement as it strained against his pants almost painfully. "It never ceases to amaze me how exquisite you look. Such perfection should be a sin, darling, and yet your purity makes you an angel amongst us sinners and demons."

"I'm not so sure about being pure, considering our activity at the moment." She said with a hint of sadness, but smiled sweetly down at him, "But... thank you."

"Think of it as a team building exercise for just us."

With steady hands, he ran them along the outside of her legs, teasing her with his claws but mindful to not leave any marks on her. As soon as he touched the back of her knees, he pulled them forward, causing her to squeal as she stumbled onto his lap. He wasted no time holding her around the waist with one arm while his other hand ceased one of her soft mounds, attacking the other with his mouth with an onslaught of nips and sucks.

"Ah! Alastor... hn! I-I thought you wanted me to... oooh, give you... ah... a show. You wanted me to s-spread myself for you- oooo!" She wrapped her arms around his neck as he pinched and pulled at her nipple, painfully sucking on her teat before grazing the skin with his sharped teeth. Instinctively she scooted closed, which caused him to adjust himself until he sat on the edge of his seat and lean back, giving Charlie permission to grind herself into his pelvis. He moaned against her as she began to undo the buttons of his shirt and the caress the uneven skin underneath.

"As I said, I'm hungry, and you look incredibly appetizing. Judging by the heat emanating from you, it would seem you'd want your fill too." With a signature grin, he snapped the sides of her thong and lifted her up off his lap to lay her across his desk, her head hanging over the edge. Before she could cry out in disproval, he latched onto her aching jewel and swirled his tongue around it, effectively silencing her protest with gentle suck.

"Fuck..." she breathed, kicking her shoes off to place her feet on the arm rests of his seat and spread them as far as she could, opening herself up to him completely. With her right hand, she ran it between his antlers, grabbing a hold of hair to force his head down further where her essence flowed freely. Her left hand gripped the side of the desk, her nails sinking into the wood. "Right there."

Alastor complied and lapped a mouthful of her juices, tickling her clitoris with each up stroke. Charlie quivered and mewled in pleasure, trying hard to keep her voice low enough for only the red-haired sinner between her legs to hear.

"Dear, sweet princess," he said as he paused to breathe, "What would your people think if they knew what kind of naughty woman you really are?" He kissed her inner thigh "You're dripping already, and I haven't even teased you as much as I normally would. What is exciting you darling?" He inserted two fingers into her and gently pumped, pressing firmly into the upper wall of her pussy. "What has you all riled up?" Her inner muscles pulsated around his digits.

Charlie could only draw a blank as she thought of what to say. Perhaps he was being rhetorical. Suddenly, she heard footsteps approaching and froze, staring at the door upside down with wide eyes. Her lover made no attempt to stop as he continued to nurse on her clit while he inserted a third finger into her hungry cavern. Despite the terror that shot through her, a new wave a pleasure ignited in her veins as she began to rock her hips against his hands. Alastor snickered as he looked at her from between her spread legs. The footsteps returned in the direction that they came from, which was back out of the hall into the lobby. Charlie's hips came to a slow stop.

"Interesting," the Radio Demon murmured in amusement, "I would have never thought you'd enjoy being in such a compromising position with someone so close and unaware. It gives me some ideas I didn't think would be possible."

"N-no... Al... It's... it's not like... that. Ah!"

"How long can I keep you here then, hmm? How long do we have until someone comes to find you? Shall we see? I had merely wanted a small snack, but it would seem I may not have to wait until tonight for a full meal."

"What?" She lifted her head which felt light from hanging down for so long, "What do you mean?" With a snap of his fingers, the same tentacles that violated her the day before appeared, pinning her arms on either side of her to prevent her from lifting herself up. "Wait... Al!" 'Oh shit...' she mentally screamed, 'What the hell is he thinking? Someone could hear us!'

'Let them...' her inner voice snickered, 'Let them know you're not some prude. What's so wrong about a woman enjoying herself, hmm?'

'But Vaggie.'

'If you really gave two shits, you wouldn't have looked for him and actually gone straight to work. Remember when he first touched you? You've never been so excited than knowing anyone could have walked in on you both. Look at you, you filthy slut... spread out like a buffet without a second thought.'

"Do you want me to stop?" Alastor purred as he took a long, torturous lick of her slit before inserting his tongue as far as it would go. Charlie's eyes practically rolled toward the back of her head. How did he expect her to think when he was eating her out like that? She could feel his tongue curl inside her, drawing out more of her juices into his waiting mouth.

"I..." she hissed in pleasure as he sucked her neglected jewel, "I... I'm scared."

He paused, "Of what?" He tilted his head to the side.

"I might be... too loud." she blushed furiously as she looked up at him, concern etched across her face.

He chuckled, unknown relief washing over him, "Is that it?" His eyes glowed as, "We'll just have to see how much self-control you have then."

"Huh?" Before she could say anything else, Alastor busied himself within her folds once more, causing Charlie to arch up and throw her head back as her mouth opened wide to silently scream. He drank from her greedily like a man who just found an oasis before dying in the desert.

Vaggie exited the elevator and looked around the lobby, hoping to find Charlie. When she woke up alone and with breakfast made for her, she felt bad for the waterworks the night before. Charlie had been nothing but reasonable and as understanding as she could be, but the moth knew she was getting tired of the back and forth. Alastor just had a way of getting under her skin. Vaggie figured Charlie must have come down to get started on some paperwork but was surprised to see her office empty. She looked toward Alastor's office and frowned as she noticed a sign lit up that read 'On Air'.

She heard voices coming from the bar area and wandered away from the offices and into the bar, frowning disapprovingly at everyone who had some kind of liquor in their hand as they sat around a table. She was about to greet them but was shocked when she noticed Angel and two new bodies in the hotel.

"You're back early." She said as she walked past the tables. Everyone gasped and made a poor attempt to clear the other empty bottles and glasses from the table. Vaggie didn't have the energy to scold them and chose to ignore it just once. Tomorrow would be a newer, better day. "And they are?" she pointed between the pig and red headed cyclops.

"Vags! Mornin'!" Angel stood and held his pet toward her, "This is Fat Nugget, my bestest boy. The cum dumpster next to me you should recognize from the news, Cherri."

"Hey!" Cherri screeched as she punched one of his arms hard enough to make him stumble, "I am not like you, fucking whore. Way to make a first impression."

Angel rubbed his arm, "Ow... the hell! I was kidding, damn.

Vaggie couldn't help but laugh as she extended a hand toward Cherri, "Vaggie. Nice to meet you in person. You're not planning to start a turf war on this side of town, are you?" She narrowed her good eye.

Cherri returned the handshake with a firm grasp, "Nah. I got things under control for now. Sorry I dragged Angie into that mess and made ya the laughingstock of town and perhaps three circles at least. Someone had to shut Egg Lord up. That geezer wouldn't know what to do with all that space anyway."

"Right... well. Have either of you seen Charlie? She wasn't in her office."

Angel shook his head, "Nope, we just got here anyway. Have you tried calling Blondie?"

The moth sighed, "Yea, but she left her phone in our room."

"Come to think of it, I haven't seen the Strawberry Pimp either." Angel said under his breath. His eyes widened, "Actually, ya know what... I think, but I could be wrong... but I might have seen them take a walk."

"A walk?"

Cherri looked at him in confusion, "We didn't see anyone when we got here."

Angel shook his head, "I wouldn't expect you to see them considering you're limited with one eye. Like I said, I ain't certain, but they'll pop up eventually. Let's not worry about them, yea?" 'You're gonna be the death of me, toots!' "Say... why don't we show Cherri around, huh? Let's start with the dining area and then outside."

Vaggie raised a brow, "Sure, I guess. Maybe we might run into Charlie while we're at it."

"That's the spirit!"

Charlie heavily panted as she bit down on her knuckles. She could feel the coil within her ready to snap but Alastor would slow his tempo or pull away just enough to bring her back down. Torture. That's what this was.

"Please..." She whimpered, "I... Ah!"

Alastor spread her netherlips wide to peek inside, satisfied as her inner muscles pulse with pleasure and practically beckoned him to dive inside her with another part of his anatomy. As much as he wanted to, she would have to wait as he had already been. Moving his hands away from her pussy to smear her juices across her inner thighs, he tapped the outside of her knees. Charlie closed her legs and looked up at him questioningly.

"I've had my fill darling, you may leave."

"What!" She sat up, "Al!"

He sat back in his seat and licked his messy fingers, "We can pick up later tonight, but I really must start on the tasks I have today. I don't like falling behind on my work."

Charlie was certain she must have been blushing from head to toe. "O-oh..." She slid off his desk, her legs buckling underneath her.

Alastor chuckled as he stood so she could steady herself against him, "I do apologize." He snapped his fingers and like magic, Charlie was dressed again, minus underwear, of course and he himself looked like he hadn't been ravaged either. He tucked a stray strand behind her ear and leaned down to place a chaste kiss on the top of her head, "I would honestly love to continue this meeting had I not any appointments."

Charlie rubbed the back of her neck as she carefully walked around his desk. Her legs felt like jelly. "No... it's ok... I... I have some stuff to do to." She hated leaving his side. She tried to think of something to delay their parting, but at the same time she didn't want to appear clingy. Holding her head up high, she nodded once, "Well, have a good day and I'll see you later?"

"Of course. I hope you're as eager as I am to get this day over with. The things I want to do to you." He licked his lips, making Charlie shudder.

Charlie opened the door to his office and felt her eyes nearly pop out of her head.

"Charlie?"

"Vaggie!"

"Toots!"

"Angel?"

"Cherri and Fat Nugget, yea, yea, yea." Cherri said as she rolled her giant eye while shaking her head, "I can't believe we nearly memed ourselves, mate." She tilted her head to look pass Charlie's shoulder, "Oh, that's him, huh? Alastor, the Radio Demon." Her lips pressed together in a thin line.

Alastor made his way to the door to greet their guests, "Angel Dust, you've returned earlier than I expected." His ghostly audience applauded. Seeing Fat Nugget still in his arms, the deer demon tilted his head, "What's this? I wasn't aware you were capable of taking care of anything let alone yourself."

Angel's hold on Nugget tightened a fraction, "I swear, if I hear anotha joke about making him into tomorrow's breakfast..."

Alastor laughed along with his audience, "My effeminate friend, your pet is much too tiny and lacks girth to yield anything worthwhile. I prefer the bigger ones when I make my own feasts." He reached for the pig with the hand that handed been inside Charlie and allowed it to sniff cautiously. He squealed in fear and buried his face in Angel's torso. "Ah yes... I forget most things don't quite appreciate my presence." He glanced at Vaggie who rose a brow. He then turned his attention to Cherri, "Ah, I recognize you." He bowed a little, "Quite a show you put on while dealing with that sniveling snake Sir Pentious."

Cherri crossed her arms and snickered, "Yea, well I heard you dealt the final blow. Wish I was the one to blow up his ride."

"Oh my! He crossed a line, so I saw to it that he learned his from his mistake and never show his face around here again." He placed an arm around Charlie's waist, "I simply couldn't allow a turf war transpire so close to the hotel when our dear Princess is barely getting this passion project of hers off the ground." He watched his business partner as she shifted her weight between her feet, trying her best to subtly pull the hem of her dress as far as it would go.

The whole time Charlie's head was reeling. She just had her pussy toyed with by the Radio Demon, was left high and dry with her libido set on overdrive and was now standing in the hallway with her girlfriend, her lover, friend, and his friend and pet, all while not wearing any kind of underwear. She was both nervous and incredibly excited. She instinctively pressed her thighs together as tightly as possible, hoping beyond hope no one would notice any evidence of said excitement. Since when did she become such a secret exhibitionist?

Vaggie cleared her throat, "What were you two doing just now?" She looked up at the door, seeing the 'On Air' sign still lit up.

Alastor shrugged, "Just discussing some topics for tonight should we need to convince any other souls or sponsors to join the cause." Too afraid to say anything, Charlie only nodded as she gulped. "Well, I see you must be giving this sinner here a tour. Pleasure meeting you dear, do hope to see you around." He stepped back into his office, "I must be off. Truly there is no rest for the wicked." With a snap of his finger, the door closed.

"I'm..." Charlie's voice cracked a moment. She coughed a little, "Ahem... I'm going to head back up real quick. I just realize I haven't picked an outfit for tonight unlike Vaggie. Honey, will you be continuing the tour?"

"I can, sure... but did you want my help picking something out? I'm not even sure I want to wear that dress anyway."

"You'll look amazing, no worries! I was hoping Angel would give me a hand instead."

"Me?" He looked at her in confusion.

"Yes." She emphasized as tilted her head a fraction, "You."

Angel was about to say something when it clicked, "Oh, yea sure! Hey, doll face." He turned to Cherri, "I'll leave ya with Vaggie. Try not to kill or scissor each other, ok?"

Both girls just groaned in disgust and rolled their eyes. Vaggie sighed, "Alright, fine. I'll show her around a bit. At least the places they're allowed to have guests." She turned to Charlie, "You ok?"

Charlie nodded, "Yup, everything is fine!"

Vaggie shrugged, "Ok. By the way," She gestured toward Charlie's outfit, "I never thought you'd wear something like that to work. It's cute, but..."

"But?" Charlie gulped.

Her girlfriend paused for a moment as she looked her over once more, "Never mind. It's nothing." She turned back toward Cherri, "Well, I guess we should continue. Who knows, maybe after you might want to sign up and stop killing so many fucking people for the sake of some real estate."

"Crickey! I'll promise ya I won't involve Angie anymore with my take over, but my business is my own. Least I can do is be discreet when I visit him or am in public with him, fair dinkum. Now... before we keep going. Can I get a beer to go?"

Vaggie pinched the bridge of her nurse and uttered a few curses in Spanish before sighing, "Sure... fine. Whatever. Come on." She led her back out into the lobby to head for the bar.

Charlie finally let go of the breath she hadn't realized shed been holding and rubbed her eyes, "God help me."

"Eh, you're gonna need more than that." He set Fat Nugget down on the floor and fastened a leashed onto his collar, "So you and Daddy Deerest...?"

"Angel! Shh!" She looked around to make sure no one around. Satisfied they were still alone, she grabbed one of his arms and pulled him toward the elevators, "We had a meeting."

"A meeting?" He said unconvincingly, "Lookin' like that?"

"L-like what?"

Angle ran a hand through his hair on the top of his head, "Girl, don't try to deny you were either lookin for somethin' or you found it. Judging by how you're acting, I'd say it's the latter." They headed up the stairs in the lobby toward the elevators, "Rember, I am a professional." He pressed the call button, "So... you gonna tell me what's up?"

"I promised to catch you up, didn't I?" She blushed as she looked away from embarrassment, "A deal's a deal."

Everyone paused what they were doing for a moment and wondered where the high pitch squeal was coming from.

Charlie gasped and clamped her hands over his mouth to stop the ear shattering noise. "Angel!" She hissed, "Shush!" She dragged him into the open elevator and violent pressed the button to the top floor, looking around to make sure no one saw them. Once the doors closed with a faint chime, she sighed in relief and slumped back onto one of the walls. "Lord..."

I want to apologize for the long delay. I have been extremely busy in my personal life and there were many factors at play that prevented me from finding inspiration and motivation to write anything for months. I really had to force myself with this one because I got tired of being asked "Is this on hiatus? Did you abandon this? When's the next update?". I'm not mad about that, but it just added to my depression and frustration because I just wasn't satisfied with anything I thought of and even now I'm not happy, but it was one of those moments I just had to get something out so I can remind myself that everything is going to be ok and this isn't as hard as I'm making it out to be.

With that being said, I have no time frame for when the next chapter drops. I'll do my best to not let such a long period of time pass, but just know I am thankful for your patience.