Novelty of an Angel
You walk trough the Hotel with a big stack of papers in your hands on your way to deliver them to Charlie. You chuckle at the thought of that girl, how can she be so angelic and be the Princess of Hell. Definitely not what you expected of her when you can down from Heaven. You were initially there to just check things out but before you knew it you found yourself helping the Princess with her cause, as impossible as it might seem.
You knock on the door and after hearing a bit of shuffling and a "come in" you open the door. Charlie is sitting at her desk with her girlfriend leaning on one side of it.
"Charlie!" You greet her cheerfully, "Here's the latest reports. And info on some potential clients." You walk over to the desk and hand her the papers.
"Thanks. That looks like a lot, but that just means we've gotten more popular. I hope." Charlie takes the papers already looking over them.
"Vaggie." You nod at the spear wielding moth demon. That one is always on edge around you, especially when you're around Charlie. And you don't know why.
She gives you a nod in return.
You turn around with a smile before walking out of the office. Just as you close the door you feel and arm around your shoulders, "Hey handsome." Angel purrs in your ear. You groan and look to your side, the spider demon leaning onto you, two hand on his hips.
"Angel." You offer him a friendly smile. The spider demon has been flirting with you ever since you arrived.
"So..." He smiles, running a hand across your spine and one of your wings, making you shiver, "I know you angels are all about being holy and shit like that but you do fuck right? You ever fuck a demon?"
A blush spreads across your face from his words, "Excuse me?! No! Of course I haven't!"
"Would you like to?" Angel runs his hand across your cheek, slowly and gently, "Come on, you're in Hell, you can let lose here. I know you wanna."
"I... I don't know what you're playing at here but I'm not interested in having a "fuck buddy" as Husk put it one evening." You cross your arms over your chest, still blushing. The thought of you doing something sinful like that... what would God think. You shiver at the thought of him being disappointed.
Angel seems to almost sense your discomfort, he slowly backs away now a serious look on his face, "Wait... Have you never fucked before?"
"I have! Just never with a demon, and never like a one-night stand kind of thing. It was always more... meaningful. When you started flirting with me after I arrived I thought... I... I don't know what I though. Excuse me. I have work to do." You hang your head low and quickly pass by Angel, making sure to avoid eye contact at all costs.
Angel just stands there for a while. Then makes his way to the bar, sitting down with a heavy sigh, "Fuck me into a coma." He groans into all four of his hands.
"What's with you?" Husk asks in his growly voice, as he takes a gulp from a bottle.
"I think I screwed up Husky. Get me a drink ok love cat?" Angel sighs.
"Don't call me that." Despite Husks mood he gives Angel a drink, he chugs it all, "Is it the angel?" Husk had been forced to watch Angel's flirting for a while and he wished Angel would just make a move already. It was obvious Angel had a crush.
"I think... I think they actually like me. Or might have? And I made them uncomfortable." There was genuine regret in Angel's voice, the kind Husk hadn't heard before.
"They're still here right?" Angel nods, "Then talk. Don't even worry about it. If they like you they like you. If they don't then you shot your shot."
"But... I didn't think they would actually fall for me. I mean I'm hotter then Hell itself and I give better bj's than anyone... but no one's ever liked me like that. Its kind of exciting, too exciting and I don't wanna be too excited cause I might mess up." Angel slumped into the chair.
"Oh for fucks sake." Husk slammed another glass of alcohol in front of Angel, "Just be honest you moron. You're always blunt so shouldn't be hard. You got nothing to lose anyways."
Angel's eyes widened, "Wow... Husky I didn't know you cared that much about me." Angel winked.
"I don't. I'm just sick to my stomach from your disguising flirting attempts." Angel chuckled and downed the second drink. He stood up, looking determined.
Angel took a deep breath, "Thanks for the pep talk." He shot Husk a pair of finger guns as he walked away. Husk just shook his head as he downed the bottle he started before Angel arrived.
Angel spent a few days just observing. Truthfully he didn't know much about angels or what they liked or how their kind behaved. But he wanted to learn. So he just kept his distance for a while. Sure he could just ask but that might seem suspicious, and he wanted to plan a nice surprise.
After a while he decided he formed a decent plan to ask them out.
He had it all planned out. Flowers, chocolate, good food, chocolate flavored lube in case things went really, really well and lastly wings. From his observations his lovely angel enjoyed flying, since he himself couldn't fly he figured maybe if he at least had wings they would look somewhat similar, other that part of his name was literally Angel.
He walked trough the hallways, flowers and chocolate in hand when he ran into Vaggie. She stopped abruptly and looked at him up and down, eyes narrowing at the wings, "That's so offensive."
"What?" Angel cocked his head to the side in confusion.
"Good luck." She mumbled as she passed him. He just shrugged and went on his way. He reached the door and knocked. As the footsteps approached he tugged in his bow-tie, it suddenly seemed a little tight.
You were in the middle of reading a book when the knock interrupted. You don't know who to expect at this hour but you to open the door anyway. You see Angel standing there with a bunch of flowers, a big box of chocolate and... wings. You grimace at the angelic wings, "That's offensive."
"You too?! That grumpy broad told me the same fucking thing!" Angel throws his hands up in the air, "I though you'd like these, you know, cause you got a pair and I've got a pair."
"I don't know if that was an innuendo or not but... I can see the care in the gesture just don't try that again. God gave us these wings." You spread your wings before folding them again, "Don't mock them."
"Alright, alright. I got it. But uh... if you could just forget that part... maybe you could... Ah fuck. This isn't going well is it." Angel mumbles to himself, you barely hear him.
"What isn't?" You ask genuinely curious.
"I like you. I do. So I wanted to ask you out. You know since you don't do one-night stands and all that. And I thought maybe you like me. And I know you like flying so I thought maybe you'd like the wings. Guess not." Angel looks down, a sad expression over his face.
You take in everything he just told you, "Oh."
"Look, it don't matter now ok. Just forget it." Angel turns, beginning to walk away when you grab his wrist, stopping him in his tracks.
"Wait. Um... I don't mind... well the wings yeah but the rest, its sweet of you. I know its not how you usually do things." You try to avoid his eyes but you can't seem to stop glancing at him, "Look I don't know if I like you like that... yet. But maybe we can go on a few dates, see how things turn out?" You scratch the back of your head.
"So... that's a yes to the date right." You nod your head, "Ah fuck yes!" Angel shouts and scoops you in a hug. You yelp and blush a deep red from the closeness, "Oh, sorry handsome. Got a bit excited. You still want the flowers and the chocolates?"
You laugh, "Yeah." Angel hands you the items, both of you blushing more as your hands brush against each others, "We can iron out the details another time? Its late and today's been a long day."
Angel grins at you, "Sure thing, Sweet dreams, maybe with me in them." Angel winks as he turns and walks away with a little pep in his step, almost skipping.
As you close the door you hear him shout cheerfully before down the hall. You look forward to your date, sure that if nothing else its gonna be memorable.
