Here with a new chapter! Btw, did you all see that new Helluva Boss episode? I dunno how they do it but I always find myself laughing, and having my heartstrings tugged.
While this chapter isn't lewd, there are still some suggestive themes so be warned, especially in the Omake at the end.
GodzillaMaster: That was honestly one of my biggest concerns when first making this lewd sequel and why it was so difficult. I thought both Charlie and Vaggie were great gals, but I hated the thought of splitting them up. Then I remembered, wait these characters are in hell, why should they follow the societal norms of Earth? So why not let them not worry about the complexity of making a whole new relationship and just enjoy this new connection with Max. As for Vaggie's sexuality, I admit I tampered with it a little, she's still mostly a lesbian, but decided that Max is now the "if I had to pick a guy" choice, so he's more an exception than the rule, at least that's how I'm making it work. Not to mention this helps her see a different side to Charlie that she's enjoying.
After some heavy negotiations with Vaggie, the trio agreed that Max will stay in his room. With the two girls assisting him daily, neither will be as tired and they can focus on whatever work they have for the day.
Well, they said daily, but Maxwell agrees with Vaggie that he's been taking up too much of Charlie's time, much to the princess's disappointment. Maxwell assured her though that he now feels brave enough to tell her or Vaggie when he's in need, however they'll start doing that after a day of letting her focus on her work.
This leaves Max with a free day, unfortunately with free time comes lots of thinking. He still was wondering about which Overlord to overthrow, or how he would even do it. All he can do for now is just try to enjoy the rest of his day. And what's a better way to enjoy his day than by making some of his favorite food, pasta! Sure his mom makes it the best, but there's still a tasty pride in knowing you made such a delicious meal yourself.
"Alrighty just gotta get the big pot of water boiling, get some salt, butter, and extra virgin olive oil…" Max lists off as he gets to work in the kitchen, hoping his amateur cooking skills haven't gotten too rusty. Soon enough the water was boiling and ready for him to pour in some penne pasta. "While I admit spaghetti is more filling, this type has a special place in my heart."
The kitchen began to fill with a bit of heat from the steaming water and was accompanied with the scent of the Italian cuisine. Little did he know that said scent was attracting a certain spider demon, practically hovering off his feet as he took in the scent.
"Mmm~ What's cookin good lookin?" Angel Dust asked teasingly as he hugs Max from behind, the back of his head getting a feel of lots of fluff.
"Oh hey Angel, don't mind me. I'm just trying to make some pasta for me to eat." He casually answers, trying not to get too relaxed and nestle into Angel's chest, focusing more on stirring the tube shaped noodles.
"Making a little home made meal, and not even planning to share some with your food pal?" He asks with puppy dog eyes.
"Hmm…nope! All for me!" He answers with a big grin while Angel huffs with a pout on his face and one pair of arms crossed and the other pair on his hips. "Oh okay fine." He relents with a playful roll of his eyes and Angel smiling wide. "But I'm making it with no sauce, just salt and butter."
"I can work with that. I think we got some leftover garlic bread you and Charlie brought over the day."
"Oh hell yeah! The one thing better than sex, garlic bread!" Max half jokingly states while Angel lets out a loud laugh, not expecting such a controversial statement.
"I'm not gonna say I disagree with you, but I'm also not gonna say you're right. I've had some fun times over the years.~"
"Well you do have more experience than me, that's not saying much though due to me being a virgin, but are you gonna say that if someone offered you a bowl of fresh garlic bread in exchange for not having sex for a day, you'd reject it?" Max asks curiously, only to snicker at the sight of Angel in sudden deep thought.
"Hmm…depends on who I'm banging at the time. Maybe I'd reject it for you.~" He flirts only for Max to chuckle.
"Oh please, neither of us know if I'm any good in the sack." Max shakes his head as the pasta soon finishes, the young man now bringing it to a strainer in the sink where he can pour out the pasta and get rid of all the water.
"True, but I bet my fine ass that you'd be a quick study. With plenty of practice I'm sure you could be quite a stud~ Trust me, I kinda have a knack for knowing these kinds of things."
"Well they do say that practice makes perfect, kinda like with cooking." Max soon enough has two bowls of pasta ready. "Shoot, I knew I forgot something, the Parmesan!"
"I got it, don't worry." Angel offers as he lets Max set the dishes on the table as the demon reaches into the fridge. "I just hope a strapping young man doesn't take advantage of me bent over like this.~" He teases with a light wiggle of his hips.
"Now why would I do that? The pasta would get cold. Plus aren't you hungry? I'm no expert but I'm pretty sure sex on an empty stomach isn't a good idea." He answers so nonchalantly that Angel is stunned for a bit before huffing, not wanting to admit he's right, and grabbing the cheese.
Soon enough the two had enjoyed their little meal and took some time to rest in their seats. "All good things must come to an end." Said the young man looking forlorn at his empty bowl.
"Yup." Angel agreed, popping the p. "But that doesn't mean you can't make it again."
"Very true. Unfortunately doing the dishes is no fun, but it's a small price to pay." Max shrugs as he gets up and collects the dishes to begin washing them.
"Gotta say you did pretty good for a newbie in the kitchen. That little dish of yours is gonna help me stay energized for the rest of the night."
"Oh you got some plans Angel? Gonna go out and party with your friend Cherri?" Max asks curiously as he scrubs the bowls.
"Nah nothing that fun. Just gotta show up for a job of mine, could use the extra money." He had a little bite in his voice, Max getting more curious and a little concerned before Angel suddenly perks up. "Say, ever been to a strip club?"
Max nearly drops the dishes before recomposing himself. "N-no. Why?"
"Perfect! Then I will be the first to take you to one!"
"I-I dunno. Something about being amongst a group of strangers and leering at half naked people seems weird. Besides, I thought you liked guys…wait is this a strip club where guys do the stripping? I'm not gonna strip for strangers!" Max yells out louder than needed.
"Calm down." Angel says in between chuckles as he pats Max's head before bringing his head close to his chest. "You're not gonna do any stripping or dancing. You'll just be my plus one I get to invite. You'll just get to sit down and watch yours truly.~"
"Wait, ooooooh you're the stripper. Okay I get it now. Well sure then I'll go."
"Wow, you sure changed your tune quickly." Angel commented, surprised.
"Well I wouldn't be a good friend if I didn't go and support my friend's work. I've heard stories and I'm sure it isn't easy. Maybe in a way I can be like a secret bouncer in case some punks get too handsy."
"Oh? Not gonna go and ask for a private dance?~"
"Probably not." He answers, much to Angel's disappointment. "Those cost extra, and unless this club accepts American dollars, I'm technically flat broke here in hell."
"Oh, right I forgot about that. Guess it's a good thing you don't have to pay as my plus one. I'm gonna go get ready, meet me at my room when you're good to go."
"You got it!" Max answers as he puts in some elbow grease and finishes up the dishes.
After a quick shower, brushing his teeth, and a quick look online about strip club etiquette, Max gets dressed and knocks on Angel's door. "I'm ready when you are Angel!"
"Come on in, I'll be ready in a minute!" Angel calls out as Max shrugs and opens the door, taking in the sight of Angel's room. A little on the messy side but he wasn't one to judge. He sees one of the first demons he ever met napping on the bed.
"Hey Fat Nuggets, long time no see buddy." Max walks over before giving the demon swine a little tummy rub, Nuggets giving a content oink. "Don't worry little guy, I'll be sure to keep an eye on your daddy…actually that's kinda the whole point about strip clubs. Oh you know what I mean."
"Awe, look at my two little men." Max looks up to see Angel wearing what looked like a black corset, pink tinted sunglasses, and hot pink arm sleeves. (His outfit in Addict when he's singing with Cherri.)
"Wow, I was contemplating whistling, but I felt that could be rude."
"You think too much Max, you oughta try and let loose. You might like it.~"
"Maybe, but what happens if I like it too much? Would you be willing to be friends with that kind of Max?" The human asks as he gives Nuggets a pat on the head and gets up.
"Well I can't say, I haven't met him yet. Maybe I will tonight.~" Angel smirks as he walks out the room. Just as Max is about to follow, he notices a strange brooch on Angel's desk that looks like a pink heart. He wanted a closer look to see if his eyes were deceiving him, but didn't want to make Angel wait or catch him snooping in his room.
As day turned to night or however that works here in hell, Max and Angel Dust soon arrived at what was apparently one of the most popular strip clubs in the Pride level's red light district.
"Kinda weird they have a specific red light district here, I mean it's not like they're cops to stop them from working anywhere." He comments as he spots another loosely dressed demon smoking at a corner, Max once again unsure if said demon was a prostitute or just liked to dress in such a skimpy manner.
"That's because this is all specifically Valentino's territory." Angel casually comments, failing to hide the disgust in voice at saying his name.
"I'm sorry what?!" Max yells out, nearly panicking.
"Don't worry, he still doesn't know it was you. If anything he'll likely remember you as the guy who saved his business from failing due to stopping a complete extermination."
"I guess that's true…we're not gonna see him are we?" Max asks in worry.
"Not if I can help it. Just stick with me and you'll get to keep your v-card completely safe." He jokes before suddenly adding. "Actually you may wanna keep that tidbit to yourself. Virgins are high in demand in this area."
"For use in blood sacrifices right…right Angel?" He asks only for the spider demon to not answer with a teasing smirk. "It's not funny!"
"Calm down, we're here." Angel points to a large club with a huge line outside of it with a muscular hellhound acting as a bouncer.
"You sure they'll let me in?"
"Positive, just stay close." Angel reassures him as they walk to the front of the line. Angel lowers his sunglasses and winks at the hellhound, the canine demon just nodding before unhooking a velvet rope to let him in. As Max tries to follow however, he's suddenly stopped by the demon.
"Yeah, not happening buddy. Back of the line." He says in a deep voice, Max trying to keep cool and not possibly make things worse.
"Actually he's my plus one." Angel says with a smug tone of voice as he wraps two arms around Max and holds him close.
"You don't get a plus one." The bouncer returns, Angel suddenly losing all bravado.
"W-what do you mean!? I could always bring someone."
"You lost that privilege when you left the boss's good graces. Speaking of which, he intends to have a word with you." He says with the slightest of smirks, Angel suddenly stiffening as he struggles to not show any more emotion. Not wanting to stand on the sidelines anymore, Max speaks up.
"Okay look, I'm not just his plus one." The bouncer raises an eyebrow as he looks at Max. "I'm the one here to make sure Angel gets here safe and sound. I'm a bodyguard assigned by the hotel." It was a lie, but one that could work if he can keep control of this conversation.
"You? A bodyguard? Don't make me laugh, I've seen drag queens walk in here with more muscle than you."
"And I've seen chihuahuas with bigger balls than yours." Another lie but he doesn't need to know that. It at least got Angel to snicker a little.
"Oh you think you're cute don't you?" The hellhound growls.
"Me? Bitch I'm adorable!" Max answers cockily with a smirk. The hellhound snarls before picking up Max by the front of his shirt and lifting him off his feet, Angel looking pissed and wishing he had a gun with him right about now.
"You think you're tough kid? I eat little shits like you for breakfast!"
"I don't need to know about your fetishes buddy. Save that for prostitutes and be sure to pay extra." He quips, causing some of the demons waiting in line to laugh as well, much to the hellhound's humiliation.
"And to answer your question-" Max continues as he lets his wrath flow through his body. "Yes I do think I'm tough. Wanna know why?" He then grabs the bouncer's arms before suddenly snapping it in half with one punch, making the demon howl in pain. "Because unlike a bootlicker like you, I've fucking killed an archangel. I stared Kushiel in the eye before permanently killing him like he did to so many demons before. Next time you try to touch me, remember just who you're dealing with." Max finishes with a huff as he pushes the bouncer out of the way and takes Angel by the hand as they walk inside.
"Okay, not gonna lie…that was pretty hot.~" Angel says in a teasing tone of voice as Max blushes lightly.
"You don't think I went too far back there?" He asks as he begins to calm down.
"Nah, hellhounds are fast healers." He explains before a look of worry comes across his face, only for Max to gently squeeze his hand.
"Hey, don't worry. Whatever Valentino wants, I'm not gonna let him do anything to hurt you." He reassures him with a smile. "You're my friend Angel."
"…fucking hell, what is it with people like you and Cherri feeling the need to look out for me." He scoffs, trying to hide the blush on his face. "I-I gotta get ready, you go find a good place to watch." He says before reluctantly letting go of Max's hand.
Max makes his way through the large crowd of rowdy and randy demons. Seeing a demon girl already on stage and performing on a pole. While some demons tossed several bills or wolf whistles at the skimpily dressed gal, Max couldn't help but admire her acrobatic movements and going several seconds without touching the floor.
"First timer?" An elegantly dressed wolf looking demon said next to him.
"First time seeing it in hell if that's what you mean." Max quickly lied with a hint of truth in it.
"I see. And what brings you to this particular club?"
"Well, if we're being honest with each other, I came to see Angel Dust."
"Mmm, a little too popular for my tastes but I can see the appeal."
"Oh? Then what's your preference?"
"Well you see-" Before the wolf can finish, the current dancer switches with another gal.
"Introducing, Red Hot Riding Hood!" The announcer reveals to the customers as a red headed demon in a small red dress who begins to sing while dancing.
"Wow, she's pretty. What do you think?" Max asks only to see the wolf demon taking a breath before suddenly howling, wolf whistling, excitedly clapping, and so much more. "Ah, so she's your type." Max says with a chuckle as he sees the wolf try to climb up to join the dancer only for Max to try and hold him back.
"Here you may wanna try this." Someone behind Max says before offering him a mallet.
"Oh thanks." Max then uses said mallet to bash the wolf on the head, momentarily knocking him out. "There we go."
"You got a strong arm."
"Thanks, I think it was mostly gravity at work there." Max says humbly as he turns around and returns the mallet to…Valentino.
"Yeah, I gotta use the heavy duty stuff. Funny enough, it's the only thing that seems to work on this loon." The Overlord comments as he brings a cigarette to his mouth. "Guns are too noisy anyways."
Max gulps as he tries to keep the conversation light. "Uh, can't be any louder than he was." He says jabbing a thumb to the lustful wolf.
"Ha! You got a point there." Valentino cackles as he focuses on the dancers instead of the human. "I'd stick around if I were you, one of my best dancers is coming up next."
"I-I'm looking forward to it." Max answers as he tries to keep a low profile, but struggles not to let his wrath grow at the sight of the first demon he ever fought…well if you can count a sneak attack with a brick as a fight.
As Red finishes up her song and her biggest fan is bashed on the head again to keep him from pouncing on her, the lights begin to dim in the club.
"And now is hell's greatest porn star! Please give a big round of applause for Angel Dust!" The music kicks, lights flashing, fog machines starting up, and the curtains pull away to reveal Angel completely topless and wearing a mini skirt, the spider demon strutting his stuff as he expertly begins to dance, flaunting every bit of his sensual body.
"That's my Angel Cakes~" Valentino states with a wide grin and a puff of his cancer stick.
"I can see why you like him, he's quite talented." Max comments as he tries to hide the disgust in his voice at Valentino. He kept his eyes on Angel as he danced, feeling worried about the sinner.
He wasn't gonna pretend that he knew Angel better than anyone, but he felt he could tell that the smile on Angel's face was forced. Sure he moved on the stage like he owned it, showed a lot of confidence and spunk, but behind it all seemed some…frustration was the best he could describe it.
Angel cast a glance at Max and Valentino, thankfully not breaking character for a second despite his surprise. He wasn't sure whether his next move was out of spite for Valentino or to tease Max as he leans over the stage and blows a kiss to the human. Max wasn't sure if it was the mix of lights, music and fog, but he swore on his life he saw a pink heart begin floating toward him. Not wanting to be rude he closes his eyes to accept the blown kiss, only for the smell of smoke to invade his nostrils.
He opens his eyes and sees the heart now captured by a trail of smoke and pulling it as if on a leash toward Valentino as he grabs the heart only to crush it in the palm of his hand with a sadistic grin.
"Okay, mental note, watch out for the smoke." Max thinks to himself with a slight gulp as he returns his attention to Angel who, without missing a beat, returned to his performance.
Once Angel's show came to an end, Max went looking around for the spider demon. He unfortunately lost track of Valentino and was worried for his friend. It seems he was right to worry as the second he found Angel, he found Valentino holding him by the throat.
"Not only did you try avoiding me, but you say you lost your fucking brooch?!" He snarls out at the effeminate demon, not caring in the slightest how much he was hurting Angel. "You do realize what this means, right Angel Cakes?~" He continues in a sadistic tone of voice, Angel's eyes widening in fear.
"Hold it!" Max interrupts as he pushes his way through the crowd, the many bystanders not wanting to get within range of the Overlord's anger, but surprised to see Max step in.
"Now's not the time kid, I'm busy!" Valentino yells out, any positivity toward their previous interaction long forgotten.
"But Angel didn't lose his brooch!" Max was taking a huge gamble, but he hoped his eyes were correct in recognizing the strange pink heart in Angel's room. He reaches into his pocket before revealing the brooch with a pink see-through heart with a gold outline, the same one he pocketed off Charlie's assassin.
"…and just why do you have that?" Valentino asks in an even tone, his grip on Angel's throat loosening slightly.
"Angel asked me to hold onto it so he couldn't lose it during his show. W-we're neighbors at the Hazbin Hotel." Maxwell explains, keeping eye contact with Valentino as he hopes mixing the truth with his lie would help him out.
Valentino was silent for a few agonizing seconds but then finally let go of Angel, allowing the demon to gasp for air. "Hmm, I guess I was a little hasty in my assumption."
"You're a hot blooded kinda guy, it happens to the best of us." He reassures diplomatically as much as it hurts to act kind to this monster in public.
"Still, there are some things I need to talk about with Angel here.~" Valentino says with a smug grin only for Max to interrupt again.
"Oh of course of course…but as a resident of the hotel, his safety comes under my jurisdiction."
"Excuse me, fucking what?" Valentino asks as Max tries to keep the ball rolling.
"I'm not sure if you remember me. I'm Maxwell Ignitus, semi-redeemed demon, shot a false god in the face, and a recently appointed partner of the Hazbin Hotel. My job is to make sure Angel Dust comes back to the hotel safe and sound. I mean, I'm sure he can protect himself in this cesspool of perversion and criminal activity-"
"An apt description." Valentino interrupts with a flattered smile.
"-but it never hurts to have some extra protection, especially when walking in an Overlord's territory, correct?" Max finishes, Valentino eyeing the human curiously.
"…I think it's best we continue this conversation somewhere more private." He says before casting a glare at the onlookers, who quickly look away. Max pockets the brooch as he prepares for whatever comes next.
Maxwell and Angel follow Valentino to a private back room in the stripclub, Max trying not to point out some of the big white undefinable stains he had to sit next to on a couch while Valentino sits on a big chair with a desk in front of him and Angel stands up straight in between them, trying to attract as little attention as possible. Max felt so much concern seeing Angel like this, like some kind of child trying not to get noticed by an abusive parent.
"So, you say your job is to watch over my Angel?" Valentino asks, Max noticing the possessiveness in his voice.
"To be completely honest, it's more for the hotel's sake. Considering the last time he was left on his own he engaged in a turf war." Max wasn't there at the time, but he heard enough of the big story from the hotel residents.
"So you're saying you just don't trust him?" Valentino asks with a smirk.
"Do I trust Angel with not causing some chaos? No, but that's kinda what I like about him. Angel isn't afraid to live his life in hell the way he wants, not to mention he took part in said war to help out a good friend of his, which I can respect. So while I can't trust him to be a goody two shoes, I can trust him to have my back if I'm ever in danger." Max finished with a smile aimed at Angel who was trying to look away and act aloof, silently happy his fur could hide some of the blush on his face.
"Tch, trust him with your life? Ha! That's gotta be the cheesiest shit I've ever heard." Valentino laughs. "The only thing you can trust this slut to do is spread his legs for cash or a line of coke." He cackles, uncaring of Angel's feelings and the humiliation on his face.
"Maybe all you see is another hole for you to use, what the Hazbin Hotel sees is someone trying to change little by little. Sure he's made some mistakes, but nothing I, I mean the hotel, can't forgive."
"Ugh, this sappy shit is killing my mood." He finally stands up and slams his hands down on the desk. "Look, I don't care about your dumbass hotel. Angel belongs to me, and there's nothing you can do about it.
"Hmm, yeah no. You see Angel signed up with the hotel, and is now a respected member of our little family. He's not just under my protection, but the protection of the radio demon, and the princess of hell." The human counts off with three fingers raised, some sass in his voice now as he refuses to be intimidated by the Overlord. "Now should I continue counting or do you feel dumb enough already?" He brings down his index and ring finger, leaving only the middle finger still up in the air.
"You're a cheeky little bastard aren't you?" Valentino growls out as he takes out a cigarette and lights it, Angel getting worried that Max might be punching above his weight class.
"C-can you not?" Max asks exasperated as Valentino began smoking.
"Hmm? Oh? You mean this?" He smirks before taking a drag, just to then blow the smoke out in Max's face, leaving him coughing.
"Alright, cough, I tried being diplomatic. But you know what, gimme that." He then snatched the cigarette out of Valentino's hand, the Overlord completely surprised. He was expecting an attack but this was new.
"What the fuck?"
"You lost your stupid smoking privilege! Fuck you! Dipshit!" Max yells out.
"You better fucking hand that back to me right now." Valentino demanded. Max knew of he didn't return it, he could start a fight he might not be able to win. However if he hands it over, he loses any credibility in this conversation. So he did what he did best and did the unexpected.
"…no." He calmly says before popping the cigarette in his mouth and swallowing it whole, a puff of smoke exiting his mouth as he sighs.
"…did you just fucking eat it?" Angel Dust asks, too consumed by sheer bewilderment to be scared at the moment, Valentino looking at the human in shock too.
"Yeah? So what? It's hell, not like it's gonna have any permanent effects." He says this calmly, Angel noticing a slight glow around his neck, looking more like just a trick of the dim light.
"…you got balls kid, I'll give you that." Valentino says, an interest in his eyes, Max hoping this could be what he needs for the next part of his conversation.
"You think so? Because I think I have an offer you may find interesting." Max says, grabbing the Overlord's attention.
"Oh? And what do you have in mind?"
"We play a game of skill. If I win, I walk away with Angel back to the hotel immediately. If you win… I will star in whatever pornography you'd wish to make."
Angel holds back a gasp as Valentino smiles deviously. "An interesting offer, I'm sure plenty would love to see the high and mighty semi redeemed sinner shown off as just another whore…how much skill are we talking about?" He asks only for Max to hold out a fist.
"Rock Paper Scissors." Max announces confidently. Angel stood there unsure if Max was serious or inhaled too much nicotine.
Valentino was stunned into silence before he began cackling loudly "Are you blind kid? I have four arms, it's an easy win for me." The Overlord said with a smug smile. Thankfully this is just what Max was hoping for, the Overlord now so sure of winning that he doesn't even need to make a deal.
"Are you sure about that? I'll have you know I'm a master at Rock Paper Scissors. If it's really that easy for you to win, then what's stopping you from playing?" Max goads the Overlord as he keeps up the calm and cool demeanor.
"Fine then, if this is all it takes to get what I want, then I'll play. Angel, you count us off." He looks toward the spider demon, beckoning him closer.
Angel Dust looks at Max nervously, only getting a confident grin from the human. "Okay, on shoot…rock." The human looks the Overlord in the eyes. "…paper." Valentino gives a smug smile as he readies all four of his arms. "…scissors." Angel Dust closes his eyes, not wanting to see the end result. "…SHOOT!"
BANG
Angel opens his eyes to the astonishing sight. Just as Valentino was about to present rock, paper, scissors, and a middle finger, Maxwell pulled out the one thing that beats everything he had to offer, a gun!
BANG BANG
Max now emptied a total of three shots into the Overlord's head, the golden revolver smoking a little from the barrel. "Good thing I carry that with me at all times." He then suddenly coughs, his throat glowing more with wrathful demonic energy before he suddenly coughs out the cigarette he swallowed. "Ugh, remind me to never try that again, hurts like hell." He says in a slightly wheezy voice before clearing his throat to sound normal again. "I can't believe I managed to do that party trick on the first try.
"Did you just fucking shoot him!?" Angel asks, not believing what he's just seen.
"Yup! Gun beats everything in rock-paper-scissors." Maxwell answered with a big innocent smile on his face. "Now quick, let's get out of here before he heals!" He grabs Angel's hand and the two quickly run out, leaving Valentino behind. Angel was still in disbelief, but couldn't stop the smile on his face from appearing.
I was honestly tempted to add a lap dance scene, but I had no idea how to write it, I think the chapter went well without it though.
The little Red Hot Riding Hood cameo was mostly because I finally found out her name when I found the old MGM cartoon "Little Rural Riding Hood", kinda funny thinking they showed something like that to kids but I wasn't complaining.
Oh and a disclaimer, this chapter does not endorse smoking, or trying such a painful party trick with a lit cigarette. I also do not endorse using a gun in Rock Paper Scissors, despite how effective it was here. And just a reminder, despite the magical nature of Max's gun, it can't permanently kill without the power of a deal. So Valentino isn't dead, but he may wish he was with what I got planned for him.
Now for the Omake! I had a lot of fun with this one! Warning, this one is on the lewd side. Nothing explicit but very very suggestive. Credit to Usagi Star/KatsumaYoshida who's lewd Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss art inspired me for this little noncanon/alternate timeline piece.
Omake
In an alternate timeline where Valentino wasn't an abusive Overlord, but a sweeter female demon with a healthy relationship with a female Angel Dust, things end up happening differently for Maxwell. Instead of hitting her in the back of the head, he finds out she's allowing the feline demon to leave on her own terms, Max now not having a reason to hate the Overlord.
However, that's not to say they don't have a confrontation on a day similar to this one. After Angel Dust's sensual dance, Valentina invites Maxwell to have a talk with her in a private room, the two needing to talk about Angel's current stay of residence.
"Now then-" She begins with her elbows on the desk in front of her and hands clasped together holding up her head as she leans in, taking a good look at the human while Angel looks on a tad nervously. "-what makes you think you're good enough to protect MY Angel?" She asks in a possessive tone of voice.
"It's not a matter of whether or not I'm good enough. What matters is that I'm willing to give everything I got in order to protect a great friend like Angel." Max answers with little to no hesitation in his voice.
"Hmm, you're quite an interesting demon, but interesting doesn't mean trustworthy." She frowns, not willing to let up.
"That's fair, but if Angel can trust me, why can't you?" The human pretending to be a demon asks.
"Because while you may be Angel's friend, I am something you can never compare to." She then gets up from her seat before walking toward Angel.
"W-wait what are you-" The spider demon is cut off as Valentina eagerly pressed her lips against Angel's, the demon soon melting in the passionate kiss as Max could only watch with a growing blush.
After an uncomfortable amount of time for Max passed, Valentina broke away from the kiss. "We're lovers.~ And there's nothing you can do to prove to me that you have what it takes to show my Angel the love she deserves." She firmly stated before hugging Angel tightly.
"I-I'm not trying to compete to be a lover!" Max yells out embarrassed.
"Because you're no competition at all!"
"Because there was never a competition to begin with! Look, I agree Angel is very precious, I mean just look at that face." Max points to the incredibly flustered Angel who is trying to hide her smile from the two. "But I have no intention of breaking you two up!"
"Don't you try to fool me!" She growls out, stomping toward the human. "I've been in the porn industry far longer than you've been alive."
"A-and you've aged like fine wine." Max tries to flatter in hopes of calming the Overlord.
"I know all about men like you, who pretend to have kind goals, but in reality, they only think with this!" She then shamelessly reaches down before grabbing at Max's crotch, the human yelping from the firm yet thankfully painless groping.
"Okay okay, let's just calm down, I don't take kindly to what you're insinuating-"
"So you're saying you're not hard down here?" She asks rhetorically as she squeezes along a hardened part of him.
"I-it's not my fault! You just had a makeout session with Angel in front of me!" Max yells out, frustration over the situation starting to boil over. "And now you're touching me without my consent! How would you feel if I did the same!" Without thinking straight, his hands reached out and grabbed her face.
"W-what do you think you're, ah!~" She tries to speak as Max's hands squeeze her cheeks only for his thumbs to enter and spread her mouth, her saliva dripping tongue hanging out.
"Not so fun on the other end is it?!" Max yells out only to blush as her tongue sensually drags along one of his digits. "D-don't tell me you like this! You got some kind of oral fixation, is that it? How could I trust Angel with a pervert like you?!"
"Ugh, you fucker!" She snarls, red in the face as her second pair of arms grab his hands and pin them down before her free hand reaches and grabs his head before shoving him into her bosom. "And how can I trust my darling Angel with a man who's already at full mast because of my rack!?"
"I-it's not my fault your boobs are so big and soft!" He yells out, his voice slightly muffled as he struggles in her grasp, his wrath mixing with a little lust as he pushes back the Overlord until she's on her back on her desk with Max on top of her. "Now quit touching me you busty bitch!"
"Fat dick bastard!" She yells out at him, her face moving closer to his.
"Fuck you!" Max yells out in retaliation.
"FUCK YOU!"
"FUCK YOU!" The two are left panting now, their bodies incredibly heated in a mix of hate and sexual attraction, their heavy panting mixing together as they look into each other's eyes. Neither are sure who moved first, but in the end their lips collided into an even more heated kiss, Max's hands in her hair and Valentina's hands on his shoulders and around his back pulling him close to her.
Angel Dust was silent at first, unsure she could believe what she was seeing right now. "…uh-" And that's all she could say before the Overlord and human look at her with a dangerous sexual aura around them. "Why do I say things?"
One hot sexy mess later.
Soon the three of them leave the private room, all looking like they just came out of maelstrom of sexual indulgence. Max's shirt was torn to shreds and his face and chest covered in blue lipstick kiss marks, his hands pulling up his pants where a lot more of the same lipstick marks were visibly around his pelvis before disappearing underneath his pants and underwear. Valentina had her lipstick smeared and was running two hands through her hair to fix it up and two more hands adjusting her clothes and coat to try and cover some of the new white sticky stains on her body, and the hickies and bites on her neck. Angel though was funny enough the worst out of the three, with a face that screams she just saw God and it was beautiful, a mix of lipstick, bites, and sexual fluids all over her worn out body.
"I have to say, not many can impress me, but you had quite the energy back there young man." Valentina compliments with a neutral expression as she uncaps a bottle of water, taking a drink of it before handing it to Max.
"I'm gonna be honest, I didn't know I had it in me either, I'm just glad I could keep up with you two." He responds humbly as he accepts the bottle and takes a couple gulps before offering it to Angel.
"Y-you did more than keep up." Angel mutters as she eagerly grabs the water bottle and chugs the rest of it, replacing plenty of lost fluids. "Damn I needed that. But what the fuck was that back there? You were like a completely different person. It wasn't bad, it was just…wow!"
"W-well, now you know what it's like when I let loose." Max answers embarrassed as he scratches the back of his head.
"You certainly let loose all over the both of us.~" Valentina adds teasingly before coming to a decision. "Fine, I guess I can trust Angel with you." The two look at her in surprise before she holds up a hand. "However…I will only compromise if you promise to visit every week, and I mean the both of you.~" She clarifies with a smug grin.
"Once a week of all that!?…fuck it, I'm down." Angel agreed with a big grin, apparently more than happy to do it all over again.
"Jeez, you two are insatiable…fine, I agree too." Max relents, trying to hide his own enthusiasm for the next threesome.
"I'm sure the three of us will make some wonderful memories together.~" Valentina give them both a massive grin as she wraps both pairs of arms around the two of them, Angel returning the big smile while Max just shyly smiles, trying to ignore that his height left him in between two pairs of marshmallow heaven.