"Can you believe this guy? He's still disrespecting your hotel by saying only pathetic losers will come here. I mean, he's right, but he's messing with your patented brand." I pointed to the changed sign above Charlie's hotel. When she looked over to me right after Alastor had made the final joke and changed the sign to Hazbin Hotel, she was a bit surprised to see just how mad and annoyed I got with this new name change. She could see how it was disrespectful. She looked back over at Alastor who just gave a cheeky grin and just continued walking towards the hotel, completely unfazed and unbothered.
"Let's just… let him do this thing. We don't want to upset him or make him leave."
"Please don't tell me you plan on being a doormat to him. You're better than that."
"Well, I know I should stand up for myself, but… do we really want to piss off the radio devil? Who knows what he'll be capable of if we try standing up to him right now. I'd say it's just better to let him get away with this for now. We can always change the sign later." I sigh before calming down, putting my spear away.
"Okay. I guess I'll tolerate him. But you just give the word, and I'll kill him before he does anything." While she could definitely feel my frustration and worry about whether or not this devil would try something with the hotel, she knew that I'd be more than capable of standing up to him should that time come.
"Yeah… trust me, if he tries anything, we'll definitely deal with him. But until then, I think it's better if we just ignore him. The last thing I want is to provoke him further than he already has been."
"Well, I guess I know what we're doing next."
"What's next then?"
"Try out this jambalaya. I don't know what it is, but how bad could it be, if it's not outright poisoned?" Charlie couldn't help but let out a little chuckle at my words. Alastor's Jambalaya might've been a risk, but the risk might've been worth it. She honestly could never really tell with this devil.
"You know, yeah, I'm kinda curious now too. I wonder what this Jambalaya is made of." Sitting down in the kitchen, it didn't take long before we were served a creole and cajun rice dish, consisting of meat and vegetables mixed with rice and spices. The colorful mix of ingredients in the rice dish was certainly a delicious looking mix and it definitely made my stomach growl in anticipation. The variety of different spices used to cook the dish seemed like a perfect blend of flavors, especially with the mix of meats, vegetables, and rice. I couldn't be sure but I also had a feeling that there was some sort of magical aspect to it as well given that it was provided by a demon. I tried a forkful, and while it was conjured magically, it was just a regular rice dish, tasting entirely human and spicy with a smoky flavor to it. Charlie grabbed a spoonful of the Jambalaya and took a bite, letting the mixture of spices and flavors mix together within her mouth before swallowing it.
"Huh... I wasn't expecting this to be so ordinary and not taste bad. It's got quite the kick to it."
"Yeah. It surprisingly tastes good. I've never tried cajun food before." A smile spread across her face as I finished the bite of jambalaya and took another one before speaking.
"Same here. I can't believe this stuff is actually really good. The spices are definitely adding a lot of flavor to this dish but they definitely aren't overpowering it either. It's got a nice balance."
"Charlie, after dinner, can we talk in your room? I want to talk to you."
"Uh... sure. Yeah, sure. We can talk." I eat my dinner, begrudgingly thank Alastor for a good dinner, and went up to your room so that we can talk about something. Once we were upstairs in my room and the door was closed, she faced me and waited for me to speak.
"Charlie, I was wondering…" I started to blush. Her eyes immediately met mine right after I had said her name and she saw me blush. I could feel the heat rise to my cheeks and I felt a wave of uncertainty wash over me as my head started to overthink about what to say next. "Can… can I sleep with you at nights?" I blurted out. She felt her heart skip a beat as her face and neck flared red again.
"H-Huh? Like... are you asking to share my bed with me?"
"Yes. I know I've been sleeping with my own bed, but after everything and that we're living with a lot more people that are going to put me on edge, I'm going to need you now more than ever." I walked up to Charlie, looking weak. "I didn't think this would be so hard for me." She was certainly taken aback by my sudden confession, and she felt my heart start to race even faster as I began to make my way towards her. She saw that I seemed to look weaker by the second, though that wouldn't deter her from caring about me and doing whatever she could to support me right now.
"O-Okay, Y-You can sleep in my bed if you want to, I guess. I mean... it's a big bed anyway so there's definitely room for two."
"Thank you. Charlie, I love you. These years together have been the best of my life. I take her hand and put it to my cheek, savoring her touch with a deep breath and growl. "But I don't want to ruin your dream because I lose my nerve and wreck everything in my anger. It feels like you're the only thing in my life that keeps me sane." I was suddenly making her cheeks all red again with my adorable behavior towards her. She felt her heart flutter as she looked at me, seeing how I couldn't keep myself together anymore. It was almost like all my walls broke down in front of her and she saw nothing but a soft shell beneath the tough exterior. Once I had pulled her hand to my cheek, Charlie could feel her heart explode with joy with how cute and caring I were being with her.
"Ryan, baby. You won't ruin anything."
"I know. It's just… I'm concerned about how easily I'm so annoyed and angered by everyone's crap. What if you're not with me to hold me back? What if I crack from the pressure. You and this hotel are the only things I care about." The words that I was saying now were making her concerns grow as it definitely sounded to her like the weight of everything was weighing down on my shoulders so much. I just seem so stressed out and so worried like I'm about to break down and she really didn't like seeing me like this. Especially when I started to doubt whether or not she would stay with me if I did end up showing that darker side of myself.
"Baby, I'm not going to leave you alone. Not after everything we've been through together. No matter what you do." I take my eyepatch, and take it off, showing my healed, yet scarred empty left eye socket again the first time in years.
"Charlie, just let me be lost in our love for tonight. I need you." In this moment, Charlie didn't expect me to take off my eyepatch and expose my scarred eye socket right in front of her. She was left speechless and surprised by the gesture as she saw the scar that you had hidden under your eyepatch for so long. My words combined with this act had touched her so much and her heart began to beat out of her chest even quicker as she looked at me.
"O-Okay... you've got it. I'm here. Let's just relax, okay?" I take off my clothes along with her, and I get in bed with her to just enjoy Charlie's presence, trying to forget everything in my life except for her as I cuddled with her, needing her soothing love.
"Charlie, I love you." I groaned, sounding desperate for my princess.
"I love you too.. so much."
Her heart was pounding out of her chest at the words that I was saying now, her breath growing more and more frantic by the second. She just wanted to be here with me in this moment and nothing more, and I could definitely feel how badly I were craving this. Charlie brought herself closer to me, needing this as much as I did. I kiss Charlie, being romantically aggressive to get my frustrations out, running my arms along her body and through her luscious, blonde hair. She kissed me back, her body melting into mind as she did and letting my romantic and aggressive gestures to fill her with passion. She enjoyed every moment of the feeling of my arms running through her soft and silky hair and her own hands started running across my body as well.
"Charlie, I love everything about you. You're the best part of my life." I purred with a content smile. She pulled me close and let out another contented moan as she buried her face into my neck and cuddled into me. Just hearing me say that she was the best part of my life was enough to cause her to grow even more smitten than she already was.
"You're the best part of mine too, you know that.. my own little Angel."
"No, don't call me Angel." I lightly complain, before calming down." I don't want to be reminded of that cocksucker. I want to be your Guardian. From everything that could take away your perfect smile."
"Alright... okay, I won't call you Angel. So I guess you're my Guardian now, right?"
"Yes. I want to be that for you. To protect you and be there for you no matter what. I love you so much, it drives me wild." Charlie let out a little giggle once again as my response only continued to confirm how much of a perfect fit I was for being her own personal Guardian. She felt her stomach grow warm at the way I said my words to her and the feeling of my arms wrapping around her body right now was just incredible.
"And I love you just as much. You're incredible, you know that?"
"You're even more incredible. You found me this very night years ago, when I was bloodied and dying. But you saved me, and I owed you my life ever since. You're the reason I keep going with any shred of hope or happiness. I just wish I could express my gratitude more, instead of being so stoic and walled up." My words were almost too much for her heart to handle. Hearing the way that I was so thankful for her kindness and that I felt like I owed her everything... it was honestly overwhelming. And yet, it made her feel so much warmer inside at the same time. I was giving her self esteem and her own ego a really big boost with all of this praise.
"Oh, you're not that bad. I think your stoic and somewhat blunt ways of expressing it are cute."
"Heh, what's so cute about me? My left eye is missing, and I'm tempted to just stab anyone with my spear if they so much as look at you funny."
"Well, the eye patch certainly makes you look really cool, and the scar just makes you look all the more badass. Plus, the way you act all fierce and protective of me... is honestly kind of cute too. I like how devoted you are to me. It's honestly really adorable."
"Oh man, the more you call me adorable, the more I feel the need to prove you wrong!" I start becoming much more romantically aggressive with a wide smile, like I wanted to prove I was a cool and masculine boyfriend than cute or adorable. As my romantic aggression started kicking in and I began to prove my toughness with how I was talking to her, and she couldn't help but giggle again before kissing me back and matching my aggression somewhat.
"Oh no, please don't start getting all tough on me now. I've got such a weak spot for tough and macho boys, I don't know what I'd do." She said sarcastically, trying her best to play along with my game, even as her cheeks flushed with a pink hue. I just blush and give up, groaning as I bury my face into your blonde hair underneath Charlie, smelling vanilla and strawberry. After making me give up so easily, she let out a little victorious giggle before she leaned up to kiss me. There was no way I could have kept up my aggression once she knew how easily she could make me submit to her loving and sweet touch. She enjoyed seeing my blushing face as I buried myself into her hair and smelled the vanilla and strawberry that was in her shampoo and conditioner. This was certainly a much more comfortable position for her than that of aggressiveness that I had been expressing.
"You're too nice." I said, her hair muffling my voice. "You're so cute and innocent that it just diffuses me. I love that about you but it annoys me too sometimes." My soft words were enough to make her feel completely and utterly content. She smiled widely as her words melted right past any insecurities that I might have had and filled her with so much warmth and comfort.
"Is it annoying because you don't want me to always be this innocent and cute? Is it because you want me to have a more dirty, darker side?" I raise my face out of her hair.
"At least it would give me something proper to work with. Vent my frustrations. But I don't want you to be something you're not. You're perfect the way you are." I kept running my arms and legs over her overall body, unable to get enough of her feminine body.
"So, I guess that means you enjoy me being all innocent and cute then?"
"Shut up." I affectionately said before kissing her, preventing her from speaking as I pushed my tongue into her mouth, setting things at my own pace. She could only giggle as my affectionately tone suddenly shifted to one that was more dominant. She felt herself melting even further at the feeling of my lips against hers and the way I was pushing her to shut up. It gave off that feeling of dominance that she just absolutely loved. I kept this up until we were both becoming tired from the prolonged effort of sexually loving each other, so I moved us around to where I spooned her in my arms, just relaxing in her presence with a content smile on my face. "I love you Charlie. I never want to lose you."
""I love you too, and I never want to lose you either. You're my whole world, remember? And I can't function without you being in it."
"Would you? Even today, I think frequently at night about what if you hadn't found me and saved my life? Like possibly just going on with your life and opening the hotel as planned. Despite doing so much for you, I don't know how much my existence impacts your life."
"I… I wouldn't be the same person if I hadn't found you. You've influenced so much of my life, so much of who I am. I'm nothing without you."
"You're not nothing. You're Charlie Morningstar. You have a dream, and nothing was going to stop you from achieving it."
"Do you really think that? Do you really think that I would have been able to open the Hotel without you in my life? Or have even made it this far in life without you?"
"I believe so. Because you're strong. You're amazing, and you let nothing stop you. All I did was just help things feel easier for you day to day."
"But that's exactly it. You've made things so much easier for me... and that's why I need you in my life. Because what if one day I face a situation that even my strength can't handle? Then who's going to be there for me? Who's going to be there to comfort me when my world starts falling apart?" I hug her tighter.
"I don't want to think that. The idea of you breaking… it scares me more than you. I'd rather die than see you fail and be utterly crushed."
"No please... don't say that. You've been a guiding light for me and I don't know what I would do without you being there for me if I was to completely break down and lose myself completely."
"I'm… I'm sorry." I started to cry from my good eye. "I just love you so much, and you mean everything to me. I want you to be happy, no matter what the cost may be at my expense." Charlie gently pulled my face up and kissed me, trying to reassure me that I really was the light of her life.
"Please, don't be sorry sweetheart... I get what you mean, I absolutely get it, but there's no need to stress yourself over me like this. I can be strong. I can be brave. I'll be okay, I promise."
"I love you." I kissed her as well out of love and sadness, feeling this emotionally stirred for the first time ever in our relationship. The feeling of my loving kiss caused her heart to nearly melt in her chest and to completely flutter in her heart. Charlie kept our kiss going for longer than usual as her body and mind got overwhelmed with the love that I was giving her. My hands wrapped around her, holding her closer to me and making me never want to let go as my mind was flooded with thoughts of Charlie and the way she made me feel complete. I basically cried myself into falling asleep after a while like this, holding you protectively in my arms, refusing to let her go even in my sleep. Charlie fell asleep shortly after the long and exhausting period of being both emotionally and sexually intimate with me. Even as she fell asleep in that moment, she could feel my protectiveness towards her from the way I was hugging her and the way I wasn't willing to let her go. She couldn't have asked for anything better.