Homecoming Gift

As hard as it was to get the Happy Hotel going off the ground it has been pretty smooth, if slow, sailing, with the Hotel gaining more a steady flow of guests, some who decide to stick around longer and some who just wanted to see what it was all about. And of course there were the jerks who just wanted to come in to mock it. But Vaggie had made it clear that they weren't welcome and if they didn't understand words she had a few choice weapons for them.

The past week in particular had been from the lack of a better word, hell. Charlie wanted the Hotel to go though some renovations, and that of course included it's staff.

Vaggie sighed as she stretched, untangling her bow from her hair, finally able to relax after a long day. She was in front of the mirror in her and Charlie's bedroom, fully intent on changing and waiting for Charlie before going to bed. Charlie should be back today, she had taken a day to visit her family and inform them of the Hotel doing well.

Even though both Lucifer and Lilith more then likely knew. They kept quite a close eye on Charlie since she said she wanted to actually go forward with the Hotel. And judging by what Charlie said on the phone call they weren't opposed to the Happy Hotel staying up and running, as long as Charlie was prepared for it's potential failure.

She was, of course she was, both she and Vaggie were well aware that it might be a big waste of time. But so far it hadn't been, which meant that Charlie's dream still had a chance of coming true. Vaggie was more than happy to be a part of that.

"Who's this pretty lady in my room?" The cheerful voice startled Vaggie for a moment. She looked into the mirror and saw Charlie leaning against the door with her hands behind her back and a smile on her face.

"Charlie. When did you get in, I didn't hear the door open." Vaggie looked back, the knife in her hand forgotten in the presence of Charlie's brighter then sunshine smile.

"Magic." Charlie made a rainbow gesture with her hands. She looked and Vaggie and sighed dreamily, "You're really pretty in that new outfit."

"O-Oh." Vaggie found herself tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, "Thanks. You're pretty too. I always liked you in suits. And anyway you already saw me in this outfit, it's not exactly new."

Bedroom eyes. Charlie hummed and gave her bedroom eyes. Vaggie could tell even from just looking at Charlie's reflection what her intent was. If that wasn't enough there was also a low, but definitely there click of a lock.

"I did. But then I had to go and visit my parents. So I didn't get enough time to properly appreciate your new outfit. Unlike you did to me."

"Yeah." Now it was Vaggie's turn to sigh dreamily. Seeing Charlie in her new red suit really did things to Vaggie. It made her want to rip it off but also to make Charlie squirm while Vaggie ate her out under the office desk. "I plan on doing a lot more appreciation soon."

"Yes, I bet." Somehow Charlie was now behind her girlfriend, firey red eyes staring to Vaggie's light pink ones, "But you see, I want to extend the same attention to you. You look beautiful sweetheart."

Vaggie gasped upon feeling Charlie hands travel up her thighs and disappear under her gray shirt.

"Is now really the time?" Vaggie asked but couldn't help but arch into Charlie's hands and bare her neck for Charlie's fangs. "I mean you just got back."

"Exactly." The Princess whispered against her lover's neck, "What better way to welcome me home no?"

"I thought you were just home."

Charlie gave chuckled with amusement, "You're my home."

"Honestly. Saying things like that while taking off my panties... you're gonna make my heart beat again." Vaggie was nearly rendered breathless when she felt Charlie's fingers.

"I hope not. I don't want to let you go, not even to God himself, as selfish as that might sound." There was a hint of despair and longing in Charlie's statement. As powerful as she might be she knew full well that if Vaggie were to be redeemed she would stand no chance against God. Not even Lucifer had that kind of power.

"Good think I don't plan on leaving then." God would have to drag Vaggie away kicking and screaming if he planned on taking her away from Charlie.

"But-"

"No. I may be in literal Hell, but you my darling and what we have with each other, make it more of a Heaven for me than God ever could." Charlie hummed and buried her face into Vaggie neck.

"Sorry I ruined the mood."

"You didn't. You just made it more romantic. Now then, I believe you wanted me to welcome you home properly." Vaggie smirked, finding Charlie's eyes in the mirror and bucking her hips into her hand.

They had work tomorrow. Lots of work. But nothing, absolutely nothing would stop the two lovers from leaving marks on each other that night, cuddling and staying awake until the early hours of the morning.

When the twp did eventually make their way downstairs it was of course Angel Dust who commented first, "Look who finally got laid!"