Helluva Team

by OmegusXIII

One side has a profession for killing people. The other is determined to save them from themselves. In the place of eternal torture, an evil force is hellbent on undoing all of their efforts, and those sides must come head to head if they are to save their souls... and their jobs.

5. Angelic Anniversary

A/N: Hello! So, that Apology Tour episode was... it was heavy, huh? On the plus side, it was nice to see Verosika return and have a heart-to-heart with Blitzø. And we get to see Martha and Mrs. Mayberry return in the episode briefly, too, not to mention in an unexpected way... It would make things interesting in the long run for my story, I'll say that much. In any case, I'm happy to say that the next chapter is ready! And it will showcase Charlie, Vaggie, and Asher. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter after that heavy Apology Tour episode.

Chapter 4: Angelic Anniversary

The Hazbin Hotel didn't always used to be called that. It used to be called the Happy Hotel. And even then, the place wasn't even a hotel, period. For a time, it was the only place that Charlie could use where Vaggie could be cared for, where no one would barge in and do all sorts of profanities they typically do every day. But it didn't make looking out the window any less painful. Today… was Extermination Day.

Once a year, Heaven held this brutal day to thin out the overgrown populace Hell has. With so many wicked souls having died on Earth, the count often had so scarce a number for actual pure and worthy souls. With how cruel and vain the world was, it was sadly no surprise. The problem was, the Sinners were content with that. They believed that there was no escaping their fate to begin with. Hence, they always decided to make the most of their relatively short afterlives beforehand. In any case, this day did not sit well for Charlie. At all.

Over and over, again and again, she had to watch her people get cut down by Heaven's spiteful and cruel exorcists. They practically had no mercy towards them, be it men, women, and shockingly, even children. To watch this over and over, again and again reminded her that no matter her title, she'd always be powerless. Neither her, her dreams, nor her people, ever mattered… That powerlessness, in itself, is worse than Hell. But she did have one comfort: Vaggie.

"Sweetie," she said, "You don't have to watch this, you know." She'd just walked into her room, holding a tray of her favorite breakfast: pancakes with eggs and bacon, sunny-side up. The eggs and the bacon formed a smiley face. The Princess smiled back at her meal as Vaggie sat down next to her.

"I know, but… I'm used to it…" Charlie replied sadly. "It's all I've ever done when I was little… all I could do." Vaggie looked down at the carnage surrounding them outside their building. Bodies of slain Sinners were scattered like trash on the street, their blood practically decorating the asphalt and the nearby buildings a few of them were tossed into. Exorcists didn't care much for collateral damage. Vaggie's hands trembled at the wretched sight, but that didn't go unnoticed. Charlie held her hand onto it to keep her steady. Vaggie turned her face to Charlie, seeing her sympathetic smile.

"Vaggie… you don't have to watch this either." Charlie softly urged. "I know it hurts you really bad."

Vaggie felt touched that Charlie would say so. Part of her wanted to let out her tears and sob all over her. But she didn't want to put any more pressure onto her than she already has. She shook her head and smiled back at her, trying to stay strong enough to be her shoulder.

"Eh, it's only been two years. You've had it worse than me." Vaggie bluntly said, attempting to pull off her tough exterior. However, Charlie didn't fully believe that, not when there are souls out there being condemned to oblivion.

"I don't think that's entirely true. All of you had it worse…" she said softly. "I just– I just wish that for once, there'd be an angel who'd come down there and help us stop all of this…" Vaggie gained a massive blush on her face. She wondered if Charlie had figured out who she was, who she used to be. She didn't know whether to be terrified or honored. In either case, she couldn't be enough for Charlie. She can't be anyone's angel… Vaggie took a deep breath and held tighter onto Charlie's hand.

"We could only be so lucky…" Vaggie said sadly. Just then, Charlie caught something in her eye amidst the chaos outside. "Wait. Who is that…?" Vaggie looked out the window beside her and saw a big surprise. There was someone running for his life in the carnage around him. He had raven-colored hair in a shaggy brush cut with dark blue eyes, a leather jacket, a gray t-shirt, and black jeans. He wasn't doing the general panic that the other Sinners had when running for their lives. It was confusion. She didn't recognize whoever Charlie saw, but it was clear that he looked nothing like the other Sinners. And he was walking closer to their building.

"Oh, my god…" Vaggie said in disbelief. "Is that…?"

"A human?!" The girls both shouted at the same time in alarm and surprise.

As the girls watched him from the window, utterly speechless, this human was at his wit's end making heads or tails about how he ended up where he did. And the literal piles of bodies around him didn't make him feel any better, beside the small comfort that they won't attack him.

"Come on," he said with frustration and panic. "There has to be someplace where there aren't dead bodies on every street!" Fortunately for him, there was one building that seemed vacant, even for Hell. It had a black metal gate with a golden eye ornament. On the other side of it were cobblestones on the pitch black ground surrounding the place. "Oh. That works. More or less…"

The human cautiously walked up to the gate, unaware that Charlie turned to Vaggie with a pleading look.

"Charlie, no…" Vaggie refused, knowing very well what her puppy-eyed gaze was for.

"But he's so lost and scared…~" she whined.

"You know we can't just open the gate for anyone." Vaggie reminded her. But the sound of the gate screeching open diverted their attention right back to it. The human was on the other side of it now!

"Sheesh. They really need to put up a lock." He said to himself, frankly alarmed by the lack of security. Vaggie grumbled, knowing very well what it meant.

"Oh, damn it…!" Vaggie said to herself. But while their security left much to be desired, Charlie, as usual, saw the bright side.

"Wait, Vaggie." She urged. "We're not just going to leave him to die out there, are we?"

"Babe, I'm glad you want to help," Vaggie replied with a concerned look. "But give me one reason why we should let a complete stranger in here."

"I'll give you three." Charlie said with her three fingers sticking up from her hand. "One, he's a human. Two, he has no idea where he is or how to process any of it, and three, and most importantly, he could get killed on his own!"

"And that's our problem, how?" Vaggie asked. It came out rougher than she meant it, but she didn't trust any men around Charlie, not even a human.

"He's not a Sinner, Vaggie." she retorted with a sad look.

"Well, we don't know that for sure." Vaggie replied, trying to keep from hurting Charlie's feelings. "We don't even know him."

"You know what I mean." Charlie spoke, staring out at the window as he sat down on the grass. He seemed to be in deep thought to himself as he sat down near a tombstone out on the lawn. "It wasn't his time yet, Vaggie. For him to end up here now is just… wrong. I mean, how could Heaven allow something like this to happen?"

Vaggie looked out at the window, seeing his confusion taking hold on him. He did seem pretty miserable on his own. The young man was holding one hand on his forehead as if he had a headache.

"How the Hell did I end up here…?" he said to himself, left with more questions than answers. But as his eyes went up, he saw the litter of sinner bodies he walked by. It was a cold, heavy reminder that he was in the Underworld for all he knew. He was once again overcome with grief and terror as his tears fell down. He should've asked something else, he thought. He still could. And he has. "No… what did I do to deserve this…?" Vaggie turned away from him to Charlie, who stared at her with her lovey-dovey puppy eyes. She tried to turn away from them, only to be reminded of the truth staring back at her. Whether she liked it or not, Vaggie could relate to him. She, herself, was an outcast, or so she told Charlie. Trying to figure out what she did wrong… it was as corrosive as self-loathing. But Charlie took her in. And she'd been getting better since then. But the pain still lived in her heart. And she wouldn't wish that on anyone else, even if they were sinners.

"I mean… I guess it wouldn't be right to leave him out like this." Vaggie said, caving in to Charlie's puppy eyes.

"Thank you!" Charlie squealed, hugging Vaggie tightly. "Now, let's get him in here real quick!" But while she finally agreed to it, she had to get Charlie to slow her roll down.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, babe." Vaggie put her arms on Charlie's shoulders to stop her from going out of her bedroom. "We can't just invite him in on the spot. We still don't know anything about him."

"But he's going to get killed out there, Vaggie." Charlie said, fearful of what should become of him. "Besides, how could we expect anyone to come here if we keep our doors closed all the time?" Vaggie could tell that she didn't like the idea of shutting everyone out. But with how awful these sinners tend to be, Vaggie had to explain it.

"Charlie, it's for good reason that they're closed." Vaggie said with a sad look. "I… I want to believe they can be redeemed, but…"

"Then help me out." Charlie said abruptly. She'd said it in a soft tone of voice. "Please. I can't do this without you." Vaggie's face softened as she stared at her. She was the one person in Hell who wanted to help these people, and to Charlie, that included her. She didn't want to let her down. Not now, not ever…

"Okay. But we have to be cautious about this." Vaggie conceded with a soft gleam of a smile on her face. But the noise of the door opening got her attention quickly. "Oh, damn it…" Vaggie sighed to herself.

"It's okay," Charlie assured. "This might be for the best. We'll just go down and introduce ourselves." Vaggie wasn't entirely open to the idea, but it was important to make a good first impression if they're going to help her dream work.

"Whatever works for you, babe." Vaggie said with a gentle grin.

---

Downstairs, the young man looked all over the place left to right. As opposed to outside, the inside was in a state of disrepair, with wooden boards covering shattered windows, signs warning of asbestos, bloodied tools left lying around, and paintings are shown hanging off the walls. Much of the furniture in the lobby are strewn around haphazardly or remain boxed up in several large wooden crates. At very least, though, it wouldn't be likely to crumble on top of him. "What kind of place is this?" he asked himself. "Or… was?" The first thing he saw was a concierge section with one portrait next to each side of it. One of them had a very beautiful woman with long blonde hair in a purple dress holding a small white-skinned baby girl with beady red eyes on her lap. The next one looked more like a poster of a woman in a theater stage. The title above it was "Dampnare". There was also a couch with bone-like decor next to a column with a statue of what looked like a skull-faced Venus. There was also, oddly enough, a symbol of an apple on it. "Huh. What was this place, a hotel or a theater…?"

Suddenly, he heard footsteps petering down the stairs. Immediately, his heart skipped a beat and he glanced at the source of the clicking heels. "Uh… who's there?" he asked cautiously, hoping that whoever lived here wasn't out to get him. Charlie and Vaggie were walking down, their figures hidden in the shadows. But as they stepped into the light, Charlie waved to him with a usual cheerful look on her face while Vaggie had a cautious one.

"Hey, there!" Charlie said. "Welcome to our Happy Hotel!" The young man looked at the place around him again, his impression of the place getting a better understanding.

"Well, I guess that answers that question." he said, mostly to himself. Vaggie was the first to walk up to him, holding a suspicious glare from her one eye.

"So, how did you find this place?" Vaggie said, having her arms crossed.

"Uh… it was pretty much the only place that didn't have bodies all over the place, so that kinda set the bar." he answered.

"..Fair." Vaggie admitted. Charlie stepped closer near Vaggie and tried to lighten up the mood.

"You must've been so scared, ending up here when it wasn't even your time yet. Or even the right place." Charlie said with empathy. The human felt more comfortable around Charlie. Even for Hell, she seemed to be more fit for Heaven than Hell itself. Vaggie was… questionable. Then again, he could only assume she was trying to protect this woman, whoever she was.

"Boy, am I…" he said with a sigh. "…so, who are you?" Without a moment's hesitation, Charlie held her hand up to him.

"My name's Charlie. Charlie Morningstar." she introduced. Her hand shook his, though she did it more excitedly. She let go of his hand, allowing him to get it back before she continued. "And this is my girlfriend, Vaggie." While Charlie gestured to her lover, Vaggie still maintained her cautious look towards him.

"Nice to meet you, I'm sure." Vaggie replied almost monotonously.

"Oh. Well… it's nice to meet you, too." He said, trying to think of a less awkward thing to say to her.

"So, what's your name?" Charlie asked.

"My name? Uh, it's Asher. But my friends call me Ash." Asher answered. Charlie gasped with delight.

"That's a wonderful name." Charlie complimented.

"Thanks." He replied with a small grin. But despite Charlie being friendly to him, it wasn't as though he'd decided to give up going back home. "So… you wouldn't happen to know how I can get back to Earth, would you?" It gave the couple a long and awkward pause. It was a tough thing to talk about by itself, so Charlie hesitated to answer, at least right away. Vaggie wasn't sure how well he'd take the news, either.

"No…" they answered awkwardly at the same time. Asher held his head down, chuckling wryly. "Dunno why I thought you could help…" he said, despairingly. He sat down on the nearby velvet couch, holding his head down. At the moment he's safe, but what did that matter to him? Charlie didn't like the hopeless look he had. It was the same one she saw on most other sinners, at least ones who didn't enjoy killing or stealing or anything they're sent here for. And even without the Exorcists, the number was so rare as to have been nonexistent on paper.

"B-But we are working on a long-term project to help lost souls get into Heaven." Charlie spoke up, trying to lift his spirits up almost desperately. "What?" Asher and Vaggie said simultaneously. He didn't whole-heartedly believe it, but it was starting to make sense why it was called the Happy Hotel. Even if he could, Heaven wasn't quite where he wanted to be. "Granted, you're not a Sinner…" Charlie continued.

"Then why the Hell am–? I mean, why the… here…?" Asher tried to sell a point, but being where he was, it confused him, which frustrated him to no end. "Ugh! Then what am I doing here?"

"That's actually what we want to ask you." Vaggie said, stepping close to him as her finger drew close to his chest. Asher's whole face went beet red as he saw her bouncing, voluptuous Double-D mounds bounce in front of him. He wasn't sure if he should be scared or aroused by her. But they didn't completely distract him from her glare. She made it sound like an interrogation, as if she never trusted him. Charlie caught on to her suspicions. "Vaggie," she said, trying to tone her down. "Take it easy." Vaggie backed away from Asher a few steps as Charlie came close.

"Look… you don't have to tell us how you got here if it's too much for you. But if you can help us with what we're doing, I'm sure we can–!"

"Look." He said, cutting her off abruptly. "Before you get the wrong idea, I'm sure that's nice… I mean, really, it is. But Heaven's not where I want to be. I just want to be back home with my dad…" Asher had a homesick look on his face. Charlie wouldn't blame him for how he feels. She couldn't imagine a place without her home in it. She didn't know how to help. But Vaggie wasn't going to let Charlie down. If she was going to help him, by the Creator himself, she's going to.

"Maybe Heaven can be a start for you." Vaggie suggested. Charlie and asher turned to her.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Well, think about it." Vaggie explained, sitting down beside him. She kept her distance, but Vaggie had to make sure he was listening to her. "You've got a good look at this place already. And if Heaven and Hell are real…"

It didn't take long for him to pick up on what she's saying.

"Then, so are angels and demons. And if Angels are real… then so are Guardian Angels." Asher said, his eyes starting to lift up in realization.

"Exactly. And if anyone would know how to get you back to Earth, it'd be them." Vaggie finished with a smile, the kind one would bear when they've had a Eureka moment. Asher felt much better hearing that. But Charlie was a little concerned with her stance.

"But Vaggie, I thought you said we shouldn't trust Angels." Charlie reminded her girlfriend. Vaggie hasn't forgotten about it. But whether she liked it or not, anything was better than to leave him trapped where he shouldn't be. "No, but… that's assuming that even one of them wants to help him out. And I'm sure that he does."

However, with that topic brought up, there was a part of him that still doubted all that was that simple, that it all might go terribly wrong or backfire somehow.

"But… if you're right about then, how do we know if they'll listen?" Asher asked, worried about how badly it would end. "W-What if I'm not meant to go back? What if I'm just… trapped here?" Charlie put her hand on his shoulder, making him look up to her. He ended up staring into her beautiful crimson eyes in a sea of yellow.

"You may not believe it, Ash." Charlie spoke softly. "But there were a lot of Sinners who felt the same way you do. That's why I want to work on this project. I want to help my people. And I want to help you, too… if you can let us. Will you? Please?" Asher didn't know how things worked between Heaven and Hell. As far as he knew, they opposed each other. If anything, he'd think they're against the very idea. No wonder Charlie seemed so desperate to prove her project can work, that her people can be saved. He glanced back to Vaggie, who still maintained a suspicious glance towards him. But he also noticed a red blush on her face.

Asher didn't know what that was about, but he could tell Charlie meant a lot to her. And he had a feeling that if he broke her heart, Vaggie would tear him to pieces. But even without that risk, he knew what going through with this project would mean: if they can somehow, somehow, redeem the Sinners here, then he'd be able to get to Heaven, and then, he can go back home. At this point, there was no other way.

"If it means that much to you," he said with a smile, "I'll help you." Charlie's face immediately beamed into a big smile, and suddenly, she hugged him tightly.

"Thank you so much for this…!" Charlie said, almost on the verge of crying tears of joy. In her jovial response, though, she didn't realize that she'd planted her Double-E chest on top of his so close to him…! Asher could practically feel her nipples pressing against his shirt, making his face turn redder than a tomato. While he was welcome to the sensation, he also felt as though he was being crushed by her arms.

"Oh, wow…!" He breathed out. "You are way stronger than you look…!" Charlie heard his raspy voice and stopped her hug altogether. "Oh, my gosh! I'm so sorry about that…" Asher took in a few breaths as she apologized. "Forget it, it's fine…" Vaggie couldn't help but smile from Asher's predicament from her hug. With that done, Asher only had one question on his mind. "So… where exactly do we start?"

---

2 YEARS LATER

Since that very day, Asher had stayed with Charlie and Vaggie, helping them tirelessly in their endeavor to redeem Sinners and send them to Heaven. The job, it turned out, was easier said than done. Not many Sinners ever wanted redemption in the first place, much less believed the fact that it was even possible. Asher couldn't help but agree with them, especially when it came to Angel Dust.

He was the Hotel's first "guest", invited by Charlie with the promise of free rent. It would be a good start, but neither Asher nor Vaggie approved of his mannerisms or his lifestyle, and for good reason. He was, and still is, a porn star. And the thing was, it wasn't the worst thing about him as far as Asher could tell. He seemed to take no interest in Charlie's lessons at all, or make any effort to be better for the past two years since he arrived. Needless to say, he and Asher were like rivals to one another.

Vaggie wasn't any more a fan of Angel than he was for those reasons. If anything, she trusted Asher more than Angel. In those two years, he wanted nothing but the best for her and Charlie. Even if the lessons annoyed him or seemed childish, he took them to heart. And it helped immensely that his father had taught him right beforehand. Angel, on the other hand… was self-explanatory. Vaggie always constantly compared the two of them as a pro and a con, and she was always rooting for the pro. Sometimes, she wondered why she couldn't kick him out of the hotel herself. And it was no different today.

"ANGEL!" Vaggie shouted. "You were supposed to be here for our lesson twenty minutes ago!" Angel had gone out of the Hotel to get supplies, especially for his pet pig, Fat Nuggets. But the arrival was much later than he'd said he'd arrive at. And for that, Vaggie was pissed.

"Hey, relax, Vagina. I'm here now, ain't I?" Angel answered in a mocking tone. He had a slender build and stood around 8 feet (albeit with his heels on). His fur was white and he had a mop of fluffy white hair that extended from both the front and back of his head, with splotches of light pink. He also had a light pink heart on the back of his head, and a light pink outline of a heart encircling his chest that the bottom point of it extended down to his crotch area. His arms had light pink stripes, and his top set had light pink forearms with white fingers while his second set had white forearms and light pink fingers.

His irises were cerise pink while his right eye had a light yellow sclera and left eye had a dark sclera. His eyelids were light pink and the color extended up to his eyebrows. He also had three cerise pink dots under each of his eyes, which were intended to evoke freckles, although they were actually another set of smaller eyes, not to mention a wide mouth full of sharp, pointed teeth and a single golden fang amongst his teeth.

One of Angel's most noticeable features, though, was his prominent chest. The chest was actually composed entirely of fluffy fur, however, which Angel intentionally pushed up into a breast-like formation with his tightly pinned jacket for show. Ash did not take too well with his truancy, nor his name-calling at all.

"For the last time, it's 'Vaggie' you sentient jockstrap!" Asher snapped.

"Oh-ho, sick burn, Ash. Guess that's why a lot of people go crazy for me." Angel teased as he strutted to the couch. Asher looked as though he was ready to throttle him to his second death. Angel further teased him for his mad look. "My point exactly~" Before things could get any worse, Charlie abruptly broke up the tension.

"Alright! Alright." Charlie called out. "Look, Angel, I know we can't blame you for circumstances beyond your control…"

"See? Charlie gets it." Angel smirked, as if to intentionally aggravate Asher and Vaggie. However, that's when something unexpected happened. "But that doesn't make it any less unacceptable." Angel felt as though the whole rug was swept up from under him when he heard her angry tone. That was something he'd never heard out of Charlie before. And it already scared him out of his mind. "Angel, you've been skipping out on almost every lesson we have planned. And the lessons you do stay for, it's like you're not interested at all! Extermination Day is around the corner, and if you keep that up–!" Charlie stopped herself in that moment to keep herself from getting too mad, and to block out the idea of the Exorcists slaughtering him. She shut her temper down and had a very scared and sad look. "If you keep doing this, I won't be able to help you get into Heaven. Not if you're dead."

Angel's face softened when he heard her broken voice. She'd seen it happen too many times to ever let one Sinner go, no matter how much they'd hate her lessons. Not that it was likely to happen here, given that every time a Sinner meets death, they'd pop up back here. But Charlie's scared, hurt face made the message pretty clear.

"O-Okay." Angel said, at a loss for words. "I'll try to do better."

"You promise?" Vaggie asked with a scowl, clearly not believing a word he said. Angel scowled at her back, but as much as Ash would've joined her, his glare was… softer than usual. He knew how much he meant to Charlie as far as Sinners go. She wants him to be redeemed more than anything. And that was the one reason why he's allowed to stay. Angel sighed in defeat. He couldn't stand to see Charlie so sad any more than Vaggie or Asher did. "Yeah. I promise."

"Great." Vaggie said with a smile. It seemed good-natured at first, but a few seconds later, it turned into a smirk. "And I know just how you can get started~"

---

"YOU WANT ME TO DO WHAT?!" Angel shrieked. He was now holding a bucket of water, a mop, a box of wipes, and a window cleaner. He was standing in the hallway with Asher, who had his arms crossed. "That's fucking overkill!"

"It's called 'overdue cleaning'." Asher snidely responded. "And if you're going to keep skipping out on Charlie's lessons, you're going to pull your weight, one way or another."

"A-At least help me out here!" Angel said, almost as if he's begging for it.

"I would, but Charlie mandated that I have a day off with her and 'Vaggie' today, so…" Asher said in a sly kind of way that was meant to tease him. The spider-like playboy groaned with a scowl. "You really like screwing with me, don't you?"

Asher tossed the grin aside and got serious. "Look, Angel," he scolded, "it's your own fault for skimping out on her. Even in Hell, there's always consequences."

"Like I need you to remind me…" Angel said in a very bitter way. He turned and was about to begin cleaning, but Asher went up to him. "Wait!" he said. Angel stopped and turned to him. "What?" he replied angrily. "Charlie wouldn't want you to be miserable. So, I'm throwing you a bone on this." Asher got out a paper and handed it to Angel. He opened it up and took a look inside. He was flummoxed by what he saw. "Wait… ain't this the hotel?"

"I kept a road map of this place when I was cleaning it." he answered. "It'll help you out if you get lost. There's also instructions on this thing, and you have to follow them precisely."

"Vagina wrote them, didn't she?" Angel lowered his eyes as he asked him.

"Vaggie." Asher snarled like a dog with a glare.

"Potato, potahto." he replied.

"Who says potahto in any branch of reality, Angel?" Asher asked, exasperated by his response. "Look… Charlie needs this day to forget about the Exterminations and have a good reason to smile. That's why I'm going with them on my day off. No one's asking you to clean all of it in one night… Well, Vaggie would. But just make sure you clean as much as you can by the time we get back. That's all that I ask of you."

"And why would I care what you ask?" Angel crossed his arms, fed up with what he thought were excuses.

"Because unlike you, I care about what Charlie wants. And what she wants is to save you." Asher enunciated with a stern look. "The least you could do is play along with that. Or do you want us to start charging rent?" The very thought made Angel shudder. It'd be worse than eviction as far as he knows. At least eviction let him be free. He sighed in defeat.

"Okay. Fine. I'll clean this shit up." Angel said begrudgingly.

"Good." Asher said before he turned and walked away. "And while you're at it, be careful where you step. The boards in one of the rooms look pretty weak." When Asher fully walked down the stairs, Angel sighed and muttered to himself. "Ohhhh… I'm gonna need a strong drink af'ta this…" he said with dejection. However…

"And no drinking tonight, either!" Asher called out from downstairs.

"OH, I FUCKING HATE YOU SO MUCH!" Angel roared in bitterness at the fact.

---

Meanwhile, Charlie was looking over the window, saddened by the fate that's continued to befall her people up till today. Seeing the people in chaos, seeing their bodies all over the streets was not her favorite thing to see, at all. None of it was right to her. Vaggie sat down next to her and gently turned her head to face her.

"Babe… it's gonna be okay. Ash really helped us out since he came here." Vaggie assured. Charlie smiled softly. "I know," she said before her frown returned. "But… It really hurts me that we haven't helped them yet. We're still no closer to getting the hotel up and running than when we started. It's just… it's so infuriating. Two years, and for what…?"

Vaggie gave the Princess a deep hug in her arms to comfort her. "We are making progress, though. Angel's been with us for a good while. And Ash is helping him step up."

"Yeah, but… it's like he doesn't even care if he could be redeemed." Charlie said sadly. "No matter what I try… he just won't make the effort."

"Well, he's going to, alright. Ash would make sure of that…" Vaggie said with a scowl out the door. Charlie started to perk up a bit when she noticed how highly she spoke of him.

"I've never seen you talk about a man like that, Vaggie. He must've made a good impression on you, huh?" Charlie said with a smile. Vaggie blushed beet red.

"W-What? No…!" Vaggie replied, trying to play coy with her. "It's just that… he's one of the good men who actually cares about what we're doing. And about us…"

Charlie gave Vaggie a hug back with an eager grin.

"It's okay, Vaggie. I love him, too." Charlie said with a motherly smile. "As much as I love you."

Vaggie's blush went red hot when she caught onto her.

"H-How did you know that…?" she asked anxiously.

"Vaggie, my mom's a literal Queen of the Succubi." Charlie answered. "I can sense when you lust for someone as easily as she could."

"Oh. Right…" Vaggie said with a bashful smile.

"And that's why I've asked him to go with us today." Charlie continued. "He's been so good to us these past two years. The least we can do for him is to have our anniversary together, right? It'll be like our first date all over again."

"Charlie, it is a first date for him," Vaggie reminded.

"Right? That's why it works so well!" Charlie replied enthusiastically. Vaggie sighed in acceptance, holding onto her girlfriend's hand. "Well, at least he's no Seviathan." she said. Her face immediately went tense when she thought of him. "I swear if I ever see that fucker again–!"

"Vaggie." Charlie cut her off to keep her from finishing what would be her dire threat to him. "He hasn't bothered me for three years. Not since you almost… you know, cut off his head."

"I only wish I could've done it sooner…" Vaggie growled. "Anyway, I'm glad Ash isn't anything like that prick. He might actually be the only man I trust."

"But Angel's here, too." Charlie said.

"And your point is?" she slightly retorted.

"...Yeah, maybe you're right." she admitted. "So, let's get ready for our date~"

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Some time later, Asher was now waiting outside the door. He was dressed up in his casual outfit. Since they took him in, Charlie and Vaggie helped out with his attire. He had a gray hoodie with a white shirt that had a red pentagram in the center of it, along with black jeans.

"Uh… hey." Asher said awkwardly. He didn't want to rush them or come off as someone who would rush people. "Are you guys okay in there?"

"Almost done~" Charlie said with an eager smile. A few seconds later, the door opened up. And what he was met with was a truly stunning sight that he'd ever laid eyes on. Charlie was now wearing a light pink jacket over her black shirt. And to go with it, she was also wearing her own set of black jeans. As for Vaggie, she was dressed in a dark blue leather jacket with a pink shirt and gray jeans with white sneakers. But what truly caught his attention were their large bouncing boobies. Sharply dressed as they were, their shirts that held up their large orbs showed the top bumps of them off. His whole face turned as red as Hell's sky above. Charlie giggled when she saw his face.

"You really like what you see, don't you?" Charlie asked in a playfully teasing way. Asher nodded to her. He knew better than to hide his feelings with her; being a part succubus helped her read into people's true feelings. "Well, I really love it, if that's what you mean."

"Aw, so sweet of you~" Charlie said, feeling altogether bashful from his compliment.

"Thanks," he said. "So, where are we going?"

"Oh, you'll see, real quick~" Charlie answered with a lewd look on her face. "It's a big surprise~!" Charlie was shaking her body up and down in excitement. Vaggie put her hand on her head to keep her from moving too much, but she still kept her enthusiastic grin.

"We both know she's usually this enthused, but she's definitely right on that tonight." Vaggie spoke with a knowing smile.

"Oh. Well, what could the surprise be about?" Asher asked before, moments later, they were suddenly standing in front of a large hotel.

This one in particular wasn't like the one they worked their butts off for in the past two years. It was much fancier in comparison. The windows were all neatly cleaned, there was a red carpet rolled up to it, and to top it off, there was a giant red heart at the top of it. Asher realized what the date entailed now. They were going to a love hotel that was aptly named…

"The Pining Paramour," Asher said. "Huh. Looks really fancy."

"Oh, it is~" Charlie answered with a big grin. "It's the fanciest love hotel in the Pride Ring!" Asher's blush grew massive when he realized what they were here to do. New as he was to what he assumed was the epitome of the Underworld, even he knew what Love Hotels were for. And the fact that they were checking out here meant one thing. He turned to Vaggie just to see her just as lustful smirk towards him.

"You're really lucky for this, lover boy." Vaggie flirted. "We've seen how much work you've put in for the past two years. You've more than earned this."

"Wow. Thanks." Asher said with a big smile and an even bigger blush on his cheeks.

"Of course, Ash. Anything for our boyfriend." Charlie gave Asher a hug, which he returned. "Come on. Our room's up on the top floor." The eager Princess of Hell led Asher to the entrance while Vaggie followed them.

Once the trio walked in their room, their eyes immediately dropped in astonishment. There were reflective mirrors as windows, and a queen-sized bed, along with a dark cherry wood dresser next to it. There was a drawer open, and what was inside happened to be a black bondage rope with a small red ball gag. To top it off, there was also a table beside it holding breadsticks, a bottle of juice called "Passion Fruit Wine", and three glasses of the juice poured in each one. The room looked no different than a five-star hotel to Asher, but all the same, it was truly impressive to him that Charlie could afford it.

"Whoa. This is a pretty sweet room, Charlie." Asher said with an impressed look.

"Nothing but the best for my besties." Charlie said with a big, excited grin. "My mom and dad used to visit this place all the time together. Mom didn't tell me about this place until… the day she left." Ash turned his head and saw her sad, nostalgic expression.

"What happened to her?" Ash asked, assuming the worst must've happened to her. Charlie's cheeks blushed beet red and she tried to clarify it.

"D-Don't get the wrong idea!" Charlie insisted. "Nothing bad happened to her. She was just… called for something important. She didn't tell me what it was, but… she really cared about this kingdom, and about our people. My people…"

Asher lived in Hell for two years by this point. And even then, nothing about the place changed, not even its people. Truthfully, he wasn't sure if he could trust any of them. But to Charlie, every single one of them mattered. Even the ones who'd hurt her… Asher took in a deep breath to calm himself.

"Wish I could be as strong as you, Charlie. If I were in your shoes… I don't think I'd have any hope." He said with a sad look. Charlie and Vaggie knew full well how hard these two years must've been for him, to go this long without seeing his dad or his friends. As far as he believed, the whole situation was hopeless. Charlie's hand rested on Asher's right shoulder while Vaggie held onto his left arm.

"But there is hope, Ash." Charlie comforted him with her words. "Just because we can't see it doesn't mean it's not there."

"Charlie's right." Vaggie spoke. "I used to not have any faith in them, either. Or even in myself. But then… Charlie took me in where anyone else would've used and/or abused me, or told me that I don't deserve to be forgiven, or that I'm not… good enough." Asher was surprised to hear it coming from Vaggie. He never thought anyone would say it to her, much less get away with it. "So, yeah, I know how you feel, Ash. To be cut off from what you know, and frankly, it's scary as Hell. Literally. But those kinds of changes are easier to deal with knowing someone has your back in all this. Charlie was that person for me. And now… it's you, too." Vaggie moved herself closer to Asher's arm, making the human become bashful once again.

"And we want to be those people for you, too." Charlie added, stepping closer to him to wrap him in a hug herself. "Even if things look hopeless, or they seem impossible, we can make it happen. We can redeem Sinners here, and we can get you home. I promise." As both of the girls hugged him, Asher sighed with a smile. It was hard not to, knowing that they'd have his back.

"Yeah… thanks, Charlie. Vaggie." Asher said gently. "Anytime," Vaggie replied. "Now, how about we stop staring out the window for a second and get ourselves… comfortable~?" Asher and Charlie both blushed at her word choice, even more so at how she shifted her hips, making her bottom cheeks rub against each other and wobble. As if it couldn't get any hotter, Vaggie took off her leather jacket and removed her pink shirt from herself, flinging it to the floor and giving both her lovers a full view of her dark gray boobs. Holding them together was a red velvet bra, which did little to hide the soft, plump orbs bouncing in front of them. Of course, Charlie was the more excited of the two. "Yeah, let's do it!" Charlie said in enthusiasm before she did the same herself as Asher poked fun at Vaggie for her daring move.

"Okay, are you really Vaggie?" Asher said in feigned disbelief. "I don't remember you being this bold."

"A lot can change in two years, lover boy~" Vaggie flirted, showing her cleavage to his face, remembering how they nearly drove him insane the first time they met. "Which is a lot more than I could say for you, it seems~" But though he was off-guard for a brief moment, Asher stood up straight and put one of his arms behind Vaggie, pulling her close to him as he rested his other hand on her hip, caressing her right cheek.

"What makes you think I haven't~?" Asher asked in a suave voice. Vaggie was blushing like crazy as she stared into his eyes and felt his gentle touch upon her derriere. The moth-haired girl swooned as Charlie joined in on the action, resting her hand behind Vaggie and Asher's backs, and Vaggie put her own hand on the Princess' hip, making her hum sweetly, leaning her face close to hers.

"I think we all have…" Charlie replied in a quiet, warm way. Indeed, they have changed. All of their hearts were beating so crazy, they might as well beat out of their chests just to touch each other. Without any more thought, the trio leaned close to each other, and they opened their mouths wide, sticking their tongues out to connect.

The trio moaned in pure bliss as they shared their altogether sloppy kiss, breathing their hot air all over their faces to smell their musk. And their saliva began to pool over the edge of their tongues and drip to the floor under them. The lovers closed their eyes and basked in the taste of their tongues, feeling themselves getting hotter and hotter from the intensity they gave each other. After a minute, it wasn't enough. They wanted to go deeper…

LEMON BEGIN:

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Asher dug his hand deep into Vaggie's pants and began to fondle her buttock, making her moan deep into their mouths. As if compelled, she moved her body closer to Charlie and Asher's, rubbing her boobs against Charlie's as she herself started to fondle the Princess' soft, plump behind. In turn, the Princess of Hell giggled excitedly before she resumed her swooning moans into Vaggie's mouth. She and her girlfriends' tongues inched away from Asher's to face each other. Asher didn't quite mind this, though. He always found it hot that the two of them are together. Besides, he knew of a way to escalate the fun.

Charlie and Vaggie continued to trade saliva with their lips sealed together, shivering in delight as Asher moved in and planted pecks and kisses on Vaggie's face. The moth-haired girl hummed with pleasure, feeling her second lover's warm lips against her face cheeks. Vaggie could feel her mind going numb being pleasured by both her girlfriend and her boyfriend. And she liked it that way. However, she had yet to fully experience his lust for her. He trailed his kisses down towards her bottom and undid her pants, letting them fall down to the floor. And to his surprise… she wasn't wearing any panties under her pants!

But as caught off guard as he was, Asher was welcome to give some well-deserved love to her posterior. He held his hands onto her ass cheeks, squishing their soft roundness in the palms of his hands and parted them away from each other. Once he saw a round, donut-like puffy hole above her pussy, Asher couldn't help himself. He opened his mouth and slid his tongue deep into her asshole. Vaggie's eyes shot open in surprise when she felt him inside her business end's walls. But as he swirled his tongue inside her, Vaggie's mind and reason sank deeper to oblivion, their descent sped along by Charlie's tongue moving hers around like a ragdoll.

Vaggie felt her body getting hot everywhere, subject to pleasure from top to bottom. When Charlie pulled her mouth out of Vaggie's mouth to catch her breath, she saw her still moaning with delight.

"Whoa, Vaggie… what's up?" Charlie asked. She normally wouldn't see Vaggie persist in being lewd like that, at least not without catching breath. She looked behind her and saw Asher feasting on her plump ass, moaning into it. The Princess got the message quickly and glanced down to her clit, starting to ooze precum. "Ooh~ I see how it is~" Her eyes began to change, turning red with white irises in opposition to their earlier form, and she had a sly, salacious grin as she crouched down and eyed Vaggie's cherry. "Don't worry. You're gonna feel really great~" said the Princess as she absconded herself of her pink jacket and her black shirt, scattering them to the floor and showing that there was nothing under her shirt to hold back her large tits. Without wasting another word, she slid her snakelike tongue deep into her clit, making Vaggie gasp in awe.

She rolled her eyes to the back of her head, which arched back from the whiplash Charlie made. As Asher and Charlie took care of both holes simultaneously, Vaggie moved herself back and forth from the two lovers, her tongue sticking out as she moaned in drawls. During her stance, Vaggie subconsciously began to undo her bra's straps, letting it fall to the side between Charlie and Asher as her boobs bounced onto her chest, free to sway whichever way she went. Charlie looked up at her from below and saw them bounce in their glory, clapping against the cleft of their skin as she continued her zombie-like groan.

Then, suddenly, Charlie felt something touch her large assets. It was a pair of human hands gripping firmly onto them, making her moan along with Vaggie. She watched as they pinched her nipples and smushed them together, only to bring them apart to clap them. After some time of staring, she trailed her eyes up the arms and saw Asher, continuing to suck her ass as he played with Charlie's mammalian glands at the same time. The princess grinned excitedly and said, "Ooh~ Someone's feeling dirty today~" Asher pulled his mouth out of Vaggie's pucker to catch his breath and speak.

"So what, I can't give you some love, too~?" Asher teased before he resumed to eat out Vaggie's hole. Charlie beamed at him and smiled. "It's fine, my love~ just don't stop…~" She opened her mouth wide and dug her tongue deeper into Vaggie's cunt, penetrating straight into her cervix and causing the Moth-haired girl to scream in ludicrous ecstasy. As Charlie and Asher resumed pleasuring her, Vaggie subjected herself to their whims, moaning loudly to the ceiling above her. She was barely able to form a sentence, and when she had, she made it clear how much she enjoyed it. "Aaaaahhhhnnnn~ Fuck, yeah…! Give me more~ More~! Please, give me more…~! I-I wanna cum~! Make me cum~!"

Having made her plea, Vaggie began to shift her lower body faster between Asher and Charlie. She felt overcome by this unique euphoria, so much so, she wanted to drown herself in it and let go of everything. Her funbags bounced against their cleft, flinging the sweat forming on her body off onto the floor. Moved by her passion, Charlie swirled her tongue deeper into her womb, getting past the cervix to lick inside it as Asher fondled her soft ass like dough. Vaggie felt something stirring in her birthgiver, and she couldn't hold it back, not that she wanted to.

"C-Cumming~! I'm cumming~!" Vaggie cried out before suddenly, she wailed like a content nymph as she sent a torrent of her juices splashing right on Charlie, who gulped down every load she could swallow. Asher felt his hands becoming drenched, and him and Charlie both moaned into her holes as Vaggie consistently squirted all over her girlfriend. While Vaggie caught her breath, Charlie and Asher partook of her essence and her walls, their lips fixed onto her like a baby latching on for its mother's milk.

By the time they released her lower body's orifices, Charlie's lips have already gotten most of Vaggie's cum down her throat. The moth-girl was panting so heavily, it looked as though she'd pass out. Her body teetered back and forth as she drooled her saliva on the edge of her tongue. But Charlie wasn't done with her yet. She bore a salacious smirk, standing up on her red-painted hooves to stare at her face-to-face. Vaggie's eyes locked onto Charlie's red/white eyes. Vaggie gasped softly when she saw her smirk, realizing what it meant.

"You really have been looking forward to our anniversary that much, haven't you~?" Charlie teased. Suddenly, Vaggie felt something wrapping around her figure, and she looked down. She was surprised to see Charlie's tail going up on her waist and tugging her. It was a small, barbed, prehensile black tail with a red heart at the end of it. The tail pulled Vaggie close to her, planting her hooters on top of the Princess', the owner of which giggled seductively as she took off her pants and dropped them to the floor, showing off her deer-like legs. "You know, you're more than welcome to divulge in my body anytime~ You must've been so pent-up waiting for this."

Vaggie didn't say a word, too enraptured by her beauty. She looked past Vaggie and grinned at Asher. In all the two years he'd worked with them, he'd seen her demonic form before, and even then, he, too, was captivated by her majestic body. "Looks like both of you wanted it." she said to him. Asher walked closer to the three of them with a soft smile. "What can I say?" he asked. "You're a lot hotter when you're like this~" Charlie smiled with a small, erotic chuckle, her tail wagging behind her. She moved her finger close to Asher and poked him on the nose. "But not too hot for you to give Vaggie some attention, right? The poor girl's craving some more of it."

Vaggie blushed immensely from Charlie's comment. "Y-Yeah. You were definitely a lot better than I expected you to be. Like WAY better. Better than Adam, especially."

Asher blinked his eyes, completely surprised by her comment. "Hold on. You mean the First Man?" Asher asked. "How was he?" But Vaggie rolled her eyes with annoyance. "No one you need to know about, that's for sure."

Meanwhile, in Heaven, Adam suddenly sneezed, catching Eve completely by surprise.

"Bless you!" Eve said jovially from afar in the kitchen.

"Thanks, babe!" Adam replied. But even then, he still had confusion on his face. "But where did that come from, though…?"

Back at the Pining Paramour, Charlie was looming her face close to Vaggie's from behind her. She had a very mischievous smile. "But I'll bet you still want to give me a try, don't you~?" Vaggie shuddered in anticipation with a thirst in her eyes. "Always, Charlie…" The Princess wagged her tail and chuckled before wrapping her hands around her. "Follow me~"

Charlie backed away to the bed, leading Vaggie towards her simultaneously. When their knees got to it, the ladies fell onto the bed and glanced at each other with hungry looks in their eyes. The princess planted another kiss on Vaggie's lips, the two of them moaning together as Asher watched, his own heat rising the longer he stared.

During their passionate lip lock, Charlie flipped herself on top of Vaggie, putting the Princess on top of her. Smushing their chest pillows against one another, the girls started to rub their clits against each other, the moth-girl's dripping wet juices driving Charlie insane with lust. And she wasn't the only one.

Asher could hear his heart pounding, and his jeans' bulge started to grow. His breathing became heavy and desperate, unable to resist his perverse thoughts towards these two most amazing women he'd ever known. Charlie paused the kiss with Vaggie, but still persisted in her lower body's brushing. She craned her head behind her, smiling like a witch to Asher. "Come on, Ash~ No one said you can't join in~" Charlie spoke with a mischievous smirk.

That was all that Asher needed to hear. He quickly took his jeans off of him, his boxers going along with it. Within half a second, his 11-inch dick sprang free. He moaned softly, as he stared at their bulging behinds, while Charlie stared at his surprisingly long shaft just as Vaggie got a look of it herself and gasped in shock.

"Ash… your dick was that big?" Vaggie suddenly spoke, expressing an odd mix of lust and caution. She didn't know whether or not she should be excited for it the way she was. Charlie, on the other hand, was all in. "The bigger, the better~" she mused. "I'm guessing this really was your first time, huh?"

"Never had a good reason to share this with anybody." Asher replied. "Until today, that is." His heartwarming response made the girls smile with a collective "aw~". At heart, he was still the same kind man that helped them with their dream the past two years. And it was high time they rewarded him. "You know what? Since you're such a good boy, we won't make you choose who to fuck first." Charlie said, lifting her drenched haunches above Vaggie's. "Take whichever one you want, cutie. They're both yours~"

Asher walked closer to the two bottoms staring at him. As much as his schlong was throbbing, he couldn't make up his mind. It was starting to stress him out. However, as he stared at their dripping wet cunts, he had an idea, one that made him smile devilishly. "It's my choice, huh?" Asher asked. "How about… I take both?" Asher suddenly slid his cock in-between their bodies, touching both of their clits simultaneously. Charlie and Vaggie both felt a huge surge of pleasure in their loins, moaning aloud together. And that was more than enough incentive for them to resume their heated kiss. This time, though, their tongues were out in the open.

Meanwhile, Asher was thrusting himself in between Vaggie and Charlie's pussies, and to keep momentum, he placed his hands upon the Princess' ass cheeks. They sunk into their soft flesh as he held tightly on them despite the fact that they wobbled every time his pelvis made contact. And although evidence pointed to the contrary, Asher felt like he was in Heaven. Charlie and Vaggie felt the same way.

They swirled their tongues around each other, like they were fighting for dominance. Vaggie didn't care about the resulting drool dribbling down her face; she was just as enthralled as Charlie was by how good Asher's manhood felt rubbing against her pink taco, along with her open-mouthed kiss and their chest pillows pressed against each other. It felt like a short time for both parties before Asher felt his loins' pressure rising again.

"Ohhh… Guys… I'm gonna cum again…!" Asher warned. He didn't realize at the moment, though, that he wasn't the only one. "T-That makes two of us, hun~!" Charlie responded excitedly. As for Vaggie, she was so enthralled with her senses being assaulted by the dirty yet lovely moves Charlie and Asher dealt to her, all she could do was moan excitedly with a shameless smile. "More…~! Fuck me more…! PLEASE FUCK ME MORE~!" Vaggie yelled lustfully, much to Charlie's bashfulness. She hadn't heard Vaggie scream so salaciously since she found her. "Better make that three…" Charlie added with a blushing grin before suddenly, Asher picked up speed, making her lose track of what she was saying, not that any word was lost. "Ooh~! Oh, fuck yes!"

Driven by the girls' lustful moans and joyful cries, Asher pushed his pelvis harder and faster against their soft, plump glutes. No matter how high he was reaching his climax, they made it seem like it would go on for eternity when suddenly… "I'M CUMMING!" Asher shouted, pushing himself one last time in-between Charlie and Vaggie to let loose a torrent of his seed on both of their bellies. Right at that same moment, Charlie and Vaggie underwent their own release, moaning hysterically along with him as they rolled their eyes to the back of their heads which arched backwards, only for their lips to quickly be brought together again.

They moaned into each other as Asher's jizz overflow coated them from their chest to their lip locked mouths. After what passed for a few minutes, Asher's load was spent, and he took his breath, pulling out from the girls' bellies. By that point, both Charlie and Vaggie were completely drenched in his spunk, the Princess rolling off of Vaggie to show him how well he covered her.

"Wow, Ash. You came so much~" Charlie flirted with a grin. She trailed her hands over her soaked body, brushing his seed all over her as she moaned. "Mmm~ It feels so good on me, too~ If only there's someone Vaggie and I could share it with~" Asher smiled at his handiwork, drawing closer to Charlie. He already got the gist of what she was saying, and he discarded his shirt and jacket to the ground, leaving himself just as naked as they were. "Hope you don't mind if I go in deeper." He said with a smile.

Charlie giggled like a vixen, holding her legs apart and up in the air for his member to have passage into her baby maker. Asher towered over her, putting his hands near her horned head, and stared into her scarlet/white eyes with his own dark blue ones. He had a waiting smile as his throbbing meat stick hovered just close to her entrance. Charlie read into his desires, being part Succubus, and she leaned close to his ear. "Go deep, Ash. Fuck me up really good~" Charlie whispered.

No sooner had Charlie planted this command than Asher slowly inserted herself into her cavern. Charlie shuddered and winced at the intrusion. While she was grateful that he was being careful, it was still a lot for her to get used to. Once he was fully inside her, Charlie gasped harshly, feeling her walls clenched around his dick. Asher saw how hurt she was, and he tried to see for himself if she still wanted it. "Are you okay?" He asked with worry. But she reassured her lover with a smile in spite of the sweat on her forehead.

"Just fine, Ash." Charlie replied. "Just fuck me… and don't you dare stop until you cum inside… please…" Asher's whole face turned redder than Hell's sky itself. He was down for giving her a good time, but what she was asking him was outrageous. "Uh… are you sure?"

Charlie leaned close to his face, holding her hands on his face. "Ash, I've never been more sure of anything in my whole life. I want to feel your seed in my womb~" Charlie answered huskily in a seductive way. Asher gulped in hesitation for a small moment, but he didn't want to disappoint her. "Okay… you asked for it." Asher said, his reluctance fading away as he stared at her demonic and beautiful body. He wasn't going to hold back.

Asher moved himself backward, only to push forward into her thighs, smacking his balls loudly against her skin. Charlie yelped in surprise from the rush of adrenaline that came with it. In a short time, though, she started to revel in his powerful thrusts, her gasps descending into manic giggles. "Oh, that's the stuff!" Charlie shouted in exhilaration as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She may be in the Mating Press, but she had no intention of leaving it. "Go harder~! Deeper~!"

As Charlie and Asher had their fun, Vaggie was moving her hands across her spunk-stained body, slathering it all over her round melons. It was at that moment that she caught a whiff of their strong musk. Tempted to smell more, Vaggie took a handful each of his essence, sat up, and held them to her face.

Normally, she wouldn't think of holding it anywhere near her, much less smell it without being disgusted. But Asher working as hard as he could for her and Charlie these two years gave her a lot to think about. Adam was everything she hated about men, but Asher was none of them. He started out focused on going back home, but he ended up getting closer to them, caring about what they wanted. Maybe that's what she needed: people who cared about her desires the way they did. Vaggie held her mouth close to her palms and stuck her tongue out, getting a lick of it. The moment she did, Vaggie's eyes dilated.

Vaggie paused for a moment, divulging in the taste of his seed in her mouth. Once that moment had passed, Vaggie suddenly put her whole face in the small puddle of semen, swallowing every last drop on her hands. When she lifted her face up, it was covered in Asher's seed, her tongue sticking out to show it drool over her mouth. Then, she closed her mouth and swallowed it all before panting out hot air. Now that she's had a taste of it, she wanted to get more. And the sounds of Asher pounding into Charlie gave her a clue where she might get them.

Like an awakened animal hungry for its food, Vaggie crawled on all fours behind Charlie and Asher, who thrusted into her like a piston by now. Vaggie stared longingly towards the ball sack smacking against her girlfriend's ass. She opened her mouth, moaning like a sex-driven zombie and started to lick at Asher's sack.

Asher's eyes widened when he felt her tongue licking him in the bouncing balls like a cat licking its paws. He looked behind him and saw Vaggie, her face deep into his bottom, moaning wildly as she licked at him. Asher was surprised by how dirty she was being, but at the same time, he felt touched that Vaggie wanted to join in like this. So, he began pumping deeper into Charlie, pushing right into her cervix.

"OH, YES~! DO ME HARDER~!" The princess yelled immediately in ecstasy as her lover throttled her womb with his large cock. Charlie pushed her pelvis into Asher's whenever he thrusted to go in sync with him. In the process, her mounds bounced up and down, flinging the sweat and spunk onto Asher's fine-toned chest. In the heat of the moment, he leaned down towards Charlie and kissed her fully on the lips.

The lovers moaned into each other as Asher rapidly bucked into her like a horse. At the same time, Vaggie's mind was rapidly losing itself to the musk of Asher's testicles, adding fuel to the firestorm of lust swelling up in her body. Their love-making persisted for only a few minutes until Asher's loins once again released their essence into Charlie's womb. Asher and Charlie groaned lovingly as his spunk overflowed on her cervix, spilling out from her walls and onto Vaggie's face in a burst.

Vaggie gobbled up as much semen that spilled out as she could, gorging on them like a vulture to a fresh carcass. After what felt like five minutes of pumping, Asher pulled out of Charlie, letting a puddle of cum out of her as the princess moaned… and Vaggie drank it straight from her like a fountain. When she felt her tongue lapping up all of his juices, she looked past Asher (who looked behind him in turn) to see Vaggie shamelessly drinking from her in her slutty gluttony. The princess snickered with a sexual grin.

"You really want to feel him inside, don't you, Vaggie~?" Charlie teased, wrapping her tail around her neck to bring her closer to her vulva. Vaggie gagged in surprise from this turn of events, but knowing Charlie, she's certain that she's not choking her to death. It was exciting for her more than anything. "Y-Yes, mistress~ I want his cock inside my pussy~!"

Charlie's eyes beamed mischievously towards her girlfriend. "Mistress, hmm~? I like the sound of that…" she said seductively, as if she'd turned to the dark side. As for Asher, he felt flattered that Vaggie would admit this so shamelessly. It was almost like she's trying to get him harder, because his boner was still throbbing hard. He grunted with desire, sounding as though he was desperate to pound them more. The Princess of Hell chuckled from seeing them both so horny for each other. It was making her horny herself, truth be told… "Alright. I've got an idea~"

A short moment later, Asher was laying on the floor, his mushroom tip standing erect like a pike on the ground. It was still covered in his cum from his earlier creampie with Charlie, reminiscent of a vanilla-covered popsicle. Vaggie eyed it like a kid in a candy store looking through glass. The princess was cooing at the sight, going near his face with her own. "Like the view from down there, my human lover~" Charlie flirted. "Loving it so far." Asher replied with an erotic smile of his own, to which Charlie hummed. "Then you'll really love it in a moment."

To add emphasis to it, Charlie crawled forward above him, positioning her pink lips above his face, spreading them apart for him to get a good look at her dripping wet juices mixed with his oozing out of it. Asher couldn't help but stare in awe at its beauty. Vaggie saw the look on his face and snickered.

"Enjoy the view," The moth-haired girl said. "You're gonna get used to that a lot~" Charlie looked up to her girlfriend, smiling devilishly. "Like you're already getting used to his dick~?" Vaggie blushed from her comeback, shivering from how it's brushing up against her vulva's lips. "I'll admit," she said with a bashful smile, "it's making me rediscover my love for fat cocks." Charlie leaned close to her lover's face, her tail twitching behind her. She held her hand on the left cheek of her face and spoke gently, "Good to hear, Vaggie. Because you'll definitely love his~"

Vaggie leaned into her palm and hummed sweetly. Charlie gently brushed it down her face and to her side, trailing down to her haunches. "We'll set ourselves down on the count of three. Understand?" Charlie asked. Vaggie nodded to her command, as though she was under her spell. "Understood, mistress~" Vaggie replied with an eager smirk that came off as a flirt. Charlie moved closer to her, moving her hands to her Vaggie's and locking them together. They stared into each other's eyes lovingly as they counted down. "One… two… three."

The second they finished, Charlie lowered her haunches onto Asher's face while Vaggie's vagina swallowed up his dick whole in one stroke. Asher grunted into Charlie's cherry with pleasure as he felt Vaggie clench herself tighter around him. As for the moth-haired girl herself, she arched her head back and stuck her tongue out, screaming excitedly from feeling his shaft deep inside her. Before she knew it, she started bouncing on him all on her own.

Vaggie's tongue stuck out, her boobs bouncing to and fro on her chest. She moaned loudly to the ceiling above as Asher dug into Charlie's lower lips with gusto.

"This feels so amazing… I didn't think I'd get with two girls, let alone in Hell. I don't think I'd mind… if I got to do this forever…"

As Asher thought to himself amidst his pleasing the Princess, she was moaning along with Vaggie, as if doing a duet of love with her. With her mind almost going blank, Vaggie contemplated this during her lewd display.

"It's inside me… it's actually inside me… But it… it feels so good. Is that what a cock feels like? I love it… I love his dick so much…"

Charlie didn't need to knew exactly how she must've felt during that moment.

"It feels good having him inside you, doesn't it~?" Charlie mused with a soft, almost hypnotic voice. "Haaahn…~" Vaggie breathed out her groan as an answer. Charlie continued to speak, determined to help her reach peak euphoria. "You feel him firing like a piston inside your walls… Your mind feels like it's about to melt. And you want it to…"

Vaggie was barely able to speak, but for the Princess, she'd always answer her. "I do…" she relayed with a very dirty grin. "My walls are squeezing him so tight… my mind… all it can think of right now is his hard flesh moving inside me… wanting to shoot all of his load into my womb… And-and I… I want that, too~"

Without warning, Vaggie starts to move her thighs faster, bucking herself at a pace that almost seemed supersonic. Asher felt the full brunt of it as her bottom clapped against his pelvis, groaning louder into Charlie's clit, making her moan louder in turn. He even started to dig his tongue deep into her walls, licking them clean of his creampied essences.

"I had no idea Charlie was so wet down there. No wonder Vaggie's crazy about her. Almost as crazy as she is for me… Did she really like me that much?"

As he pondered this, Vaggie was panting hard like a dog eager for its treat. She was staring straight into Charlie's face, but she was already lost in her newfound fantasy. "I-I want his cum inside me~!" Vaggie shouted. "I want his dick inside me every day~! I want to have his child, and… ahh~! And raise it with both of you two, as a family~!" When Vaggie said this out loud, Charlie's face turned red, touched by what she was saying. "I want to be their guardian angel, and I want to be yours~!" When Vaggie finished, she started to come out of her fantasy, seeing Charlie's stunned expression on her face.

She began to get worried over what it meant and started to slow, afraid she said something wrong to her. Her heart that flew so high was starting to sink down below. "Charlie…? Did I… say something wrong…?" Vaggie asked with worry. But suddenly, Charlie went close to her face and made a fully passionate kiss on her lips, releasing Vaggie's hands as she hugged her tightly, reinvigorating her passion. Vaggie hugged her back during this kiss. Asher couldn't quite watch, but he could hear their moans from below Charlie to know it was going well. After they finished their kiss, Charlie looked at her with a soft smile.

"Vaggie… you'll always be my angel." Charlie said gently. "Never forget that. Okay?" Vaggie started to tear up with joy hearing Charlie say it to her. She felt the same way she did back when Charlie first found her: accepted. "Oh, Charlie…" Vaggie spoke teary-eyed. "You're my angel, too…" Just then, Asher moved his mouth out of the way to chime in. "Hey, what am I? Chopped liver?" He asked in a teasing sort of way, to which Vaggie chuckled. "Don't worry. You're our angel, too. That's why I'm doing this!"

Suddenly, Vaggie started to shift her hips as she bounced her ass on his balls. Asher moaned louder than ever, sticking his tongue out for Charlie to sink her clit in top of him again, shifting her hips against his face, too. He moaned contentedly into Charlie's pussy as the girls groaned delightfully in unison.

"Feels good to have me grind your dick, huh, Ash~?" Vaggie asked with a smirk. "You're really honest for a pervert~" Truth was, he was only getting started. Asher began to buck his hips into Vaggie. And to add to the long list of surprises to this anniversary make-out session, Vaggie felt him penetrate her cervix and enter her womb. In an instant, her head arched back with her tongue out and her eyes rolled to the top near the eyelids.

"Ahh, fuck~! You're really deep inside me~!" Vaggie spoke with a very dirty tone, continuing to pump her pussy on him like a piston. She meant every word when she said she wanted his child. And by thunder, she's going to have one. "Please cum~! Cum all over inside me~! I want it so much~!" Her pleas haven't gone unheard. To answer them, Asher bucked harder and faster into her like an automatic machine gun. He pumped into her so much so fast that all at once… SPLASH!

A huge load was ejected into Vaggie's womb, the moth-girl moaning like an opera singer to the ceiling as he creampied her. A large stream of cum ended up pouring down from her walls and onto his pelvis. To ride out this strong wave of pleasure, Asher licked his tongue all over Charlie's clit, causing her to climax all over his face as well, the Princess synchronizing her moan with Vaggie's.

A minute had passed by when they finished climaxing, panting hard together before the girls gave each other another open-mouth kiss while Asher lapped up the Princess' cum like a newborn. Charlie and Vaggie swirled their tongues around, trying to pull one close to the other. But after a tender moment, they broke the kiss and stared at each other's faces. "So, how was it?" Charlie asked, being cute in spite of her demonic appearance. Vaggie sighed into a smile. "It was… amazing." She said softly. "I can feel him inside me…"

"And? Will you be wanting it often?" She asked with a grin. "Yes," Vaggie said. "I think I will."

LEMON OVER

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Some time later, Charlie, Vaggie, and Asher were on the bed, all three of them under the blanket. The girls were snuggled up against him, planting their hooters against his arms.

"That was a really good anniversary, you guys." Asher said with a smile. "Thanks for having me over."

"Of course," Charlie said. "You helped me and Vaggie so much since you came. It's the least we could do." Touched as Asher was by her reply, he started to become… concerned.

"But hold on… what if I did end up making you guys pregnant?" He asked, admittedly worried about what he'd put them through.

"I wouldn't worry," Vaggie said. "The main concern with sex before marriage was about having kids before then. "So, Charlie put us under a birth control spell."

"Oh, thank goodness…" Asher sighed in relief before he recalled her lewd words. "But… what about everything you said? About wanting a child?"

"I do. I meant every word…" Vaggie said softly. "…but not yet. I want us to be ready for it before then."

"Fair enough," he agreed. "I won't force you to do anything you don't want." In response, Vaggie smiled and hugged him tighter, planting a kiss on his cheek. "That's why I love you…" Asher hugged her back, touched by her heartwarming profession. Charlie joined in on the hug, wrapping her arms around the human and Vaggie. "You know… if we get everything cleaned up," Charlie insisted, "we should have a whole room just for this." Asher and Vaggie's eyes widened at her suggestion. She elaborated further to avoid confusion. "It'd be like a break room for us to unwind, so we can relax and take it easy."

But the duo saw through her ruse. "You just wanted a room where we could get naked, didn't you?" Asher asked suspiciously. "What? No…!" Charlie feigned ignorance for a moment, her face turning hotter than the spots on her cheeks. "Yes."

"Actually… I'm okay with that." Vaggie said with a gentle smile, making Charlie gasp excitedly. "Really?!" She asked with puppy eyes. "Sure, babe. But there's no way we're letting Angel anywhere near it."

"Agreed." The trio said simultaneously.

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One Year Later

Since that day, the Hotel's gone through many changes, for better or worse. In their attempt to get the hotel off the ground, Charlie tried to have an interview with Katie Killjoy. She was a no-nonsense (possibly homophobic) reporter. When they mocked her for her dream, Charlie tried to make a point on what it meant for all of Hell. But everyone disregarded her, and it didn't help that their one client managed to muck it up by going to a turf war with Cherri Bomb. The result was so bad, Charlie and Killjoy ended up in a fight, which the latter lost, along with most of her vocal chords. Badly.

Naturally, Vaggie was extremely pissed towards him for his role in making their hotel look like a joke. Asher looked like he was about to push him right out the limo, take over the driver's seat and run him over with it. The only thing that kept him from doing it was Charlie's desire to save all the souls she could, even if it meant his. It seemed as though all hope was lost until a stranger came into the hotel: Alastor, the Radio Demon.

He didn't believe in the idea of redemption at all, and that would've been more than enough reason for Asher to eject him immediately. But with the Hotel stuck in a bind the way it was, they were running out of options. Luckily, Charlie knew how to "take no shit from other demons", as her father put it. In the end, she managed to get him to help with the Hotel as long as he'd like, and no deal was necessary. Next thing they knew, the hotel was known as the Hazbin Hotel. And whether they liked it or not, things were going to change. But if there was one constant: it was their love.

Asher had just come into the Hazbin Hotel, and it was looking livelier than when he helped clean the place up. The lobby had light bulbs that lit up the hotel balcony, the previously old and tarnished decor replaced with golden fixtures, ornate and regal stained glass windows, and lavish furniture, one of which Angel lounged about as usual. On top of that, there was also a bar, which used skeletons, snakes, and bones as general themes, along with card suits and candles, and advertised itself as a casino. The area the bar was in had glowing green wooden walls instead of the usual red wallpaper, with a "Jackpot" sign on the left wall and a Beezlejuice neon sign on the right wall. The word "concierge" was shown above the bar. And the ones behind the desk were Husk and Niffty.

They were new additions to the Hotel under Alastair's employ. Husk was an anthropomorphic avian cat demon. His look is evocative of a magician, paired with a casino referencing playing card theme. The sclera of his eyes were black, with light yellow irises and slit pupils. He had large and lengthy, red feather-like eyebrows with black vertical stripes near the tips, and a small black heart above each eyebrow.

His fur was a dark taupe, overlayed with white on his face, torso, feet, and upper arms. The insides of his ears were white with a red tip at the point and red heart in the center, and a black tuff of fluff protruded from each, creating the appearance of small hearts.

He had a darker shade of his fur encircling his ankles, mimicking cuffs on a set of pants. His tail was long and dark taupe-colored, ending with a large spray of plume-like feathers which were vivid-red with black and white stripes. He has heart-shaped, light yellow paw-pads underneath the paws on his hands and feet.

His wings were large and red, with darker-taupe on the undersides. The undersides of his wings were decorated with black stripes which feature red and white roulette wheel dot markings, and the outside of his wings were decorated with more black stripes, which wrap around the joints and run around a row of white roulette wheel dots.

Husk wore minimal clothing, which consisted of a black top hat with a red band and a gold button-like decoration, a red bowtie around his neck, and a set of black trousers which were held by black suspenders over his shoulders.

Niffty was a small, cyclops demon with pointed limbs, white skin and one large eye. Her eye sported a light yellow iris, thick eyelashes, a hot-pink sclera with a yellow gradient, and a large pie eye-cut pupil.

Her red-pink hair was kept into a slightly messy bob cut with a curl on each side, and a single light yellow streak located at the top. Her mouth had sharp light pale yellow teeth inside and black lips, and small hot-pink dots on each of the corners.

Niffty's attire was that of a black neckerchief around her neck, and a 1950s red-pink maid dress under a white apron with three hot-pink dripping splotches. She also wore long black gloves which covered most of her hands and arms, along with matching-colored tights. Niffty, in particular, was excited to see him.

"The bad boy's back!" She said in elation. Husk, on the other hand, was only partially relieved. "Finally. Why'd you even bother going outside, anyways? Do you know what they'd do to a human just for being alive?" He asked, pointing his empty bottle at him.

"No. And I'd rather keep it that way." Asher replied as he closed the door and pulled the hoodie off of his head. He was also holding a small bag in his right hand.

"How do you keep doing this, anyway?" Angel asked. "Isn't the hoodie a bit… obvious?"

"You'd be surprised how many people would believe this disguise. I certainly was." Asher replied, sitting down on the couch. "Got something for everybody. Another cold case of Shasta." As Asher got out a can of Shasta, most of the room moaned at his choice. "And a case of popsicles for Angel," he added with a blunt tone. That got everyone excited, save for Husk, who was not a fan of either option in particular. "Why do you always keep bringing Shasta?" Husk complained. And Angel was no fan of the drinks, either, thankful as he was for the popsicles that everyone got their hands on.

"Because Vagina won't let us have beer." Angel griped as he took one out from the box.

"First of all, it's 'Vaggie', as I've told you a million times…!" Asher said, straining his angered tone before calming down. "Secondly, it's not that bad. I, for one, prefer the lemon-lime kind. Speaking of, can you pass me that popsicle?"

"Just saying on record, though, I prefer beer." Angel responded as he handed the lemon-lime popsicle to Asher. Asher glared at him right back. "Well, that's all well and good. Just as long as it's on record that I wouldn't be caught dead drinking that poison!" Asher and Angel were staring daggers toward one another up close and personal. Knowing where it was headed, Husk broke up the fight altogether.

"Okay, we get it! You're both pretty. Can you leave me the fuck alone, now?" Husk said in dismay and aggravation. Just then, another voice spoke from behind, making Angel and Asher back away in shock.

"Now, gentlemen. No need to bare your fangs at one another." said the Radio Demon who appeared from thin air. He was a slim, dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually had a broad smile full of sharp, yellow teeth, the kind of smile a deranged person would have, as far as Asher believed.

He sported a pinkish-red cropped, angled bob-cut with black tips at the ends, and two large, black tipped tufts of hair extending from the top of his head, evoking the ears of a deer. The style had an undercut at the back, and two small black antlers protruding from the crown.

Alastor's eyes had dark-red sclera, bright-red irises and thin black pupils. His forearms and lower legs faded to dark gray, and he had red hoofed toes and red fingers.

Alastor's outfit was a red pinstripe coat with dark-red lapels piped with white, which was ragged along the bottom hem. Underneath this, he wore a bright red dress-shirt with a black cross on the chest, and long black dress pants with matching bright red cuffs. He also wore a dark-red oval-shaped monocle, rimmed with black, over his right eye.

He accessorized with a black-knotted bowtie with a bright red center, black gloves with red at the fingertips, and black pointed-toe boots with red deer hoofprints emblazoned on the soles. Alastor also carried a thin cane with a sentient vintage style microphone attached to it, which he used to play sound effects and broadcast his voice whenever he spoke.

"Asher was only doing his duty as Vaggie told him, which is common in Goody-Two-Shoes." Alastor pointed out in a teasing manner, to which Asher took great offense.

"Hey!" He shouted as Angel laughed. "Don't take it too personally." Angel mocked. "It's great that you care so much about us going down the straight and narrow. It's a wonder you haven't married a dame yet." Asher grumbled with pure disgust towards his mannerisms.

"You know what? The only reason you're still here is because of Charlie. And frankly, I've changed my mind. After the stunt you pulled a few days ago, you don't even deserve this!" In his anger, Asher snatched the popsicle right from Angel's hand. "HEY!" Angel protested.

"Do you know why you drive me nuts, Angel? Because you never once tried to be better! One of those days, Angel, acting like this is going to shut the doors on you for good, and no one is going to bother to open them for you anymore! Remember that the next time you try to pull a stunt like that again!" he grunted, throwing the popsicle right on his chest fluff like it was a dagger. He walked away from Angel, who scoffed at his aloof response. "Betcha wouldn't say that if you didn't have a home to go back to in the first place..."

Asher didn't stick around to snap back at him more than he already has. He had better things to do. He sat down near the front desk and suckled on his lemon-line popsicle to work off the anger. After a moment, he looked at Alastor, wondering if there was any change.

"Alastor, has there been any change since I left?" He asked, as though he was in charge of the reports.

"Nothing of note to say, my good fellow." Alastor stated. "Although, I did hear that young Charlotte was expected to arrive with two clients. Perhaps three." That part caught him completely by surprise, so much so that he did a spit take. He wasn't expecting anything within the first week after Angel made their hotel look like a disaster.

"Wait. Really? Charlie's got three clients already?" He asked with surprise.

"Not quite yet, but Charlie and the fresh blood should arrive any moment now." Alastor relayed. Asher was put off by his phrasing, but nevertheless, it was the best news he's heard this week.

"That's… sorta great?" He hesitated for a moment, admittedly concerned of what he's thinking about. He turned back to Angel and glared at him. "But at least someone's pulling his weight around here." Angel glared back at him with a scowl. "One of these days, I'll pull more than that, you self-righteous prick…" he muttered to himself. Asher turned away from Angel, turning back to Alastor.

"Is Vaggie with her?" Asher asked in curiosity. "Actually, she insisted on going alone. From what she's heard, they sounded very interested. Thought it would be a good place for them and their little Sourdough." The expression puzzled Asher, who blinked his eyes. Alastor scowled with a smile. "I cannot make that up if I wanted to."

Asher got up off of the chair and headed up the stairs, wanting to check up on Vaggie. He hadn't seen her in a while since he went off to do his errand (which was already tricky by itself with how chaotic Pentagram City was to begin with). And more often than not, Vaggie would be by her side to watch over her. For today to be different was a surprise to him. "I wonder how she's doing now. Must be serious if she didn't go with Charlie." He theorized, mostly to himself. Once he went up the stairs, Niffty whined about his change in mood.

"Aw, he's lame again…!" Niffty complained, baffling Angel.

"The fuck is wrong with you…?" Angel asked, genuinely scared of the little demon.

"Probably lots of stuff." Niffty admitted with a chuckle before she stared straight at him, as if her mind drifted into space. "And just like that, I'm officially creeped out." Angel said, his nervousness quickly becoming fear.

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Meanwhile, Asher was walking down the hall. He approached the door to his, Charlie, and Vaggie's room. After their last anniversary, he'd officially moved in with the girls to sleep beside them. And it made for very… pleasant nights, to say the least. It's been their little getaway ever since. And yet, he can't help but wonder what was going on with her. She'd been on edge ever since Alastor was brought aboard. The legend of the Radio Demon might have something to do with it, but he can't help but worry over how Vaggie must be affected by this transition.

"I hope Alastor's not giving her too much trouble…" Asher said to himself. "This whole thing's put her under a lot of pressure." He reached his hand to the doorknob and opened it up. Once he stepped inside, he saw Vaggie staring out at the window on the red couch next to it. She turned around to see Asher when the door opened up. "Uh, hey. Are you okay, Vaggie?" Asher asked with concern. She only responded to him with a soft smile.

"Could've been worse," Vaggie answered. "But it's a little better since you're here." Asher went to the red couch and sat down next to her. "I heard Charlie got a call about two or three clients, and that she went to pick them up herself." "Yup." she replied to him nonchalantly. "I tried to offer to go with her, but she told me someone had to keep an eye on the fort while she's gone." Asher took note of her dismal look. "Then… how come you're so down on the dumps about that?" He inquired with sympathy. "Was it Angel again? I told that prick not to–!"

"No, Ash. For once, it's not him. Vaggie said sadly. "It's about…" She took a deep breath and shakily exhaled. "...something else." "Oh." He responded in realization. "Then what?"

To be frank, she'd been thinking about talking to someone about it, but she didn't know if Charlie could handle it. As for Asher, it's a 50-50 chance that he'd turn on her for what she'd say to him. But at the very least, she knew the odds. And sometimes, that was better than facing the unknown, especially when it could destroy everything she'd helped Charlie work towards.

"Ash… do you mind if I tell you something… insane?" Vaggie asked with hesitation. Asher knew it was bugging her to even work up the nerve. He tried to help her be comfortable, holding onto her hands. "Vaggie, you could tell me anything." He insisted with unwavering devotion. Vaggie smiled for a small moment before her frown returned.

"Do you remember what I said… about how a Guardian Angel up there in Heaven might be able to help you get back home?" Vaggie asked, her face telling Asher that she had knots in her stomach. He started to fear the worst, but he didn't say anything yet. He needed to hear every word of what she had to say to fully understand it. "I knew about that because… I used to be an Angel from Heaven." That part was not something Asher expected to hear from her at all.

"You're serious? Y-You're actually an Angel?" Asher asked with disbelief and surprise.

"But that's not all I was. I used to be… an Exorcist." Vaggie said with utter shame in her voice. Asher's eyes completely dilated like his pupils were hit with a shrink ray. Of all the things he thought he'd hear, he never once thought of Vaggie as a former Exorcist. "What the–?!" Asher nearly shouted at the top of his lungs. And he would've if he hadn't put his hands over his mouth. It took half a second for the fact that this was a moment between her and Vaggie to cross his mind. Certain that he wouldn't shout, Asher lowered his hands from his mouth. "Vaggie… you used to murder Sinners?" Vaggie turned her head away from Asher, completely ashamed by this very fact. "I-I can't believe that…" Then Asher thought about what he said. "Actually, I can totally believe it."

"It's not that simple." Vaggie explained. "I was one of Adam's creations… according to him, I was part of his 'star players'. And a lot of the time, he was a player with most of the Exorcists he fought alongside with." Seeing the disgust on her face regarding Adam was more than enough for him to get the picture. Thinking back, she'd told him a year ago that he was preferable to the First Man himself. "He was a womanizer, wasn't he?" Asher asked bluntly.

"Pretty much." Vaggie answered bluntly. "But for the life of me, I don't know what they even saw in him in the first place, much less why he'd have this many girls when he already has Eve. T-There has to be limits on this thing, even in Heaven!" Asher was staring at her during her rambling. Vaggie noticed that and cleared her throat. "Sorry. Just rambling. Ahem! Anyway, I used to think killing sinners was a way to protect Heaven. In a way, maybe it was, but… like I said earlier, there had to be limits. I didn't realize that until I… saw a child."

"A child?" Asher asked, completely baffled that a child would end up in Hell. "Yeah. Apparently, kids are just as likely to become sinners as children, too." She nodded, feeling her heart ache over this terrible memory. "He was so scared. When I saw his tears, it… it didn't feel like the right thing anymore. So I let him go. And the next thing I knew… I was attacked. My wings were torn clean off, my eye was torn out, and I was left to rot here. I was waiting for the Sinners to destroy me. I felt like I deserved it after what I put them through. But then… I met her."

"Charlie." Asher realized. "She saved you back then, huh?"

"Yeah, she did." Vaggie smiled sadly. "If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be here telling you any of this right now. That's why I want her dream to work. So nobody has to die meaninglessly."

Asher stared out the window, beginning to have questions about all of it. "Does… Charlie know about you being an exorcist?" Vaggie shook her head no adamantly. "No. If she knew that I helped destroy her people way back when, she'd never forgive me. And she shouldn't…"

Vaggie's hand tensed on her open arm, digging her nails across her skin. Asher placed his hand on top of hers. She turned her head back to the human, who made a face of genuine empathy. "Vaggie, she knows how much you've helped her, how much you've tried to help them. It's gonna take more than that to break what you've made with each other. And so what if it does? Nothing the truth can't fix."

Vaggie scoffed at his advice. "You're one to talk. You hid the fact that you're a human every day in Hell for the past three years." Asher took feign offense to that and made a comeback. "You've a better chance than me. If they found out, I'd be their next meal."

"Well, if they found out I was an exorcist, they'd burn me at the stake." Vaggie countered.

"At least you won't be a rotisserie." Asher fired back, starting to smile. Before they knew it, the both of them started to laugh with each other. A few seconds later, they stared into each other, smiling with big blushes on their faces. Asher instinctively placed his hand on hers, going under it to gently cradle it with his thumb brushing her palm. "Vaggie… you shouldn't have to hide anything from us, especially not Charlie. She'd understand if you told her." Asher spoke softly.

"What about you?" She asked, nervous about how he felt. "Do you… understand?" "Does this answer your question?" Asher answered with this question before he promptly placed his lips on Vaggie's. She was taken unawares by his sudden move, but she welcomed his kiss and moaned deeply into his mouth. She slid her tongue into his mouth as she wrapped her arms around his shoulder while the human slid his hands down to her thighs. After this passionate kiss, they parted their lips and stared into each other's faces.

"Santa mierda…" Vaggie breathed out with a bashful beam. "That was a really good answer." She hugged Asher in her arms, leaning her head against his. "Thanks, Ash. For understanding…"

"You know what they say about the past." Asher replied with a gentleman's soft gaze. "In which case, you don't need to say anything." The Latino hummed against him, purring like a leopard. "Can I at least say one thing~?" She questioned seductively.

"Yeah?" He responded, having a big grin on his face. Asher knew where this was headed.

"How good do you think you can breed me~?" She pleaded with a smirk.

"Only one way to find out~" he answered suavely before planting yet another kiss on her lips.

LEMON BEGIN

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It was a brief kiss; a few seconds later, Asher began to undress Vaggie, gripping at her top shirt to pull it off as she raised her arms in the air. Once he extricated it from her, Asher was facing the Fallen Angel who had become topless. He stared at her bouncing orbs that wobbled from being dragged by her shirt, smacking against themselves near the cleft of her chest. He took the shirt and jacket off of himself next, leaving them on the couch before they leaned close to each other and kissed up a storm as they moaned intimately into each other's mouths, growing all the more louder when he rubbed his hands against her thighs.

Vaggie mewled with delight, shifting her hips as he pulled against the bottom of her black skirt. Once it was free, he fully dragged it down and she kicked it away. Vaggie was now left in her black leggings and her arm-length gloves. They began their open-mouth kiss for a long while, moaning as their tongues danced together like figure skaters on an ice rink, rubbing the warmth of her boobs against his chest. Her pussy was also rubbing itself against the bulge in his pants, drawing a moaned breath from her lover.

Alas, the temptation was too great for him to resist. Within seconds, he broke the kiss and immediately got to work undoing them. The second he unzipped his pants and pulled down his underwear, his cock sprang out like a toy jack-in-the-box, and smacked Vaggie in the face. But she wasn't deterred. In fact, she salivated over its engorged length, drooling at the thought of deepthroating it. He saw her dirty smile, and he beamed.

"You really want this down your throat, don't you?" He asked, knowing full well the answer. "Yes, Ash~ Your cock is the only one I want to stuff my holes~ Ahhh~" Vaggie licked at the mushroom tip, drunken with its leaking precum as if she was under a trance. Asher moaned softly with every lick his lover gave his pecker. But he could only take so much teasing as much as Vaggie would be patient on this matter. She held her mouth wide open, and without hesitation, he shoved his schlong right into her throat, making her moan and wail with joy in moans.

"Gllk~! Mmpf~! Hmmm~!" were the only noises Vaggie could make, shoving her face into his belly and her chin on his balls, smacking against them. Asher grunted and panted, arching his head back from the powerful surge of sexual satisfaction as he rested his hand atop her head. He wasn't forcing her, but rather giving her the assurance that he could take what she had to give him. Vaggie mewled lustfully as she swallowed his cock whole back and forth, over and over again. But he could only take so much before he laid his back onto the couch, surprising her as she gagged, feeling it hit the top of her throat. Nevertheless, she recovered her gag reflexes. This wasn't quite what she had planned, but Vaggie knew how to make it work.

She hummed as she turned her body around, dragging her tongue along the shaft before she now rested her haunches on top of him, sticking her dripping wet cunt to his face. Asher couldn't resist the smell nor the sight. And so, he stuck his tongue into her womanhood and began to lap up all her juices at once. The fallen angel squealed into his prick, plunging her mouth deeper and faster onto his meat rod, feeling it rub her uvula like it was her g-spot as her nose breathed in the musk from his nutsack like it was the air she breathed. It didn't take long for Asher to reach his peak. Suddenly, without warning, he sprayed his loads down her throat, making her groan deeply as she swallowed every last drop while resting on her chest pillows near his rod.

Vaggie felt like it was five minutes before the last load had been sent down her gullet. At that point, she popped her mouth off of his mushroom tip and licked her lips. Vaggie turned her head behind her to take a gander at Asher. He was resting, but he was licking his lips of her essences himself.

"Enjoying ourselves, are we~?" Vaggie teased, wiggling her bottom in front of his front. The view was tempting for him to continue. But Asher had another idea in mind.

"Not as much as you will. You might want to hold on." Asher warned with a smile. Vaggie was puzzled, but the moment he sat up, Vaggie locked her legs around his head, her arms dangling from the ground while her chin was propping his johnson up in the air with her nose deep in his balls.

"Nice reaction time." Asher said, feeling pressure from her legs holding onto his head. If he wasn't careful, she'd pop it right off. It was really no easier for Vaggie than it was for Asher, but she was nothing if not adaptable. After all, she got used to living in Hell. She opened her mouth and cradled her tongue across his dangling nuts. He shivered from her wet tongue and tried to hold in his contented moan. "You still wanna keep going?" He asked, impressed by her stamina.

"Not my fault your balls are driving me nuts~" Vaggie replied with a flirtatious smile before she resumed licking his balls, moaning wildly from the taste and the smell. When she popped both of them in her mouth, Asher winced, feeling the immense pressure from her suckling. He felt as though he was about to release his load all over again. But he wasn't going down just yet. "Oh, playing dirty, huh~? Two can play this game." Asher held his hands on her legs and pulled her hole close to his face, sticking his tongue inside her.

Vaggie muffled a shocked groan when she felt his intrusion once more, not that she didn't enjoy it. In retaliation, she released his balls and opened wide to swallow his hard rod whole, smearing it in her leftover saliva in the process. Asher moaned deep in her clit, shoving his whole face in it while he held her legs as Vaggie's arms held onto his legs, her throat bulging with every push against his pelvis, her nose once again buried in his nutsack. At this point, it was a race to see which one would make the other squirt first, and they took greater joy in the race itself than in the finish line. However, it wasn't much of it if they were standing still.

Asher had a place in mind when he hauled Vaggie upside-down on him, and that was the shower. It was part of their new bathroom that was added during renovations. It had a white, long spa tub and a crystal-clear shower box just next to it. The floor of the box was black with soft pads underneath and a shower drain right next to it. And he had every intention to get the both of them to that box for this occasion exclusively.

During their mobile 69, Asher walked to the bathroom door in their room, shoving his hard erection deeper into her with every step. She gagged in response, but it wasn't anything she couldn't handle. If anything, she wanted the whole thing stomach-deep. Asher could tell she was going all-in for him if her moaned gags and groans were any hint. The second he stepped into the bathroom, he made a break for the see-through shower box. The door was left open, so fortunately, he got in with no trouble before closing it with his hand.

It was then that he gently sat down on the floor and leaned against the glass by his back while he dined on Vaggie's flower in full force, sliding his tongue into her to go as deep as her cervix, but only able to reach 90% of the way. All the same, it fueled Vaggie's euphoria to no end. In fact, she let her arms drop down to the ground from the side much like her hair, moving her face to match his thrust and swallow up his spunk once more. But for all her efforts, she was on the losing end. Vaggie could feel her climax building up inside her, and she could only take so much before it came. However, she wasn't going to go down without a fight.

Vaggie moved herself backwards, planting her ass deeper onto his face and squishing it against the glass and Asher's head! Driven full-on automatic on nothing but her lust, Vaggie shifted her ass cheeks up and down against him, making her lover buck himself faster and deeper in her throat as he was otherwise powerless against her grinding. In the process, his own orgasm was going to happen at any moment. Both of their fevers were at an all-time high; it's now a matter of when they would burst. In the next few seconds, that question was answered.

Both Asher and Vaggie climaxed upon each other, spilling out their juices on the other's orifices. Asher found himself drinking plenty of honey from Vaggie's cooch as she herself was now swallowing straight from Asher's seed hose, taking every drop in huge loads. During this, the Fallen Angel hummed pleasantly as if she were drinking the elixir of life that was key to all creation.

They partook of each other for a minute before both their loads gave out, at which point Vaggie once again released his virile member from her mouth, leaking much of the essence from her mouth. Her lewd cum-covered tongue licked itself across her lips, giving her another idea. She crawled off of Asher like a spider and put her hands on a glass wall in front of her.

Using her legs to lift herself, Vaggie purposely planted her melons on the glass, her nipples hardening from the cold air. Then, she reached her hands down to her cheeks, sinking them in her soft, malleable flesh before parting them, showing Asher the open gaping holes from her posterior. His organ twitched with anticipation, desperate to plant its seeds in any of them. She opened her mouth and licked at the glass, smearing his spunk all over it with a horny bellow.

"You're really trying to get me to fuck you that bad, huh?" Asher guessed with a raised eyebrow to go with his smile. She only paused for a moment to further her teasing. "Any hole of mine is yours to take, Ash~ Just don't keep me waiting~" Vaggie flirted with a salacious chuckle, followed by her erotic moan. Suddenly, before she knew it, Asher had already plunged his intromittent organ into her anal hole, her eyes dilating almost instantly. "OH, DIOS MIO~!" Vaggie exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't tell me you're surprised, Vaggie." Asher teased with a smirk. "Every time you flash your ass at me, I'm putting something in there!" Vaggie looked behind her to face Asher and chuckled. "That's what I love about you, Ash~! You always know what to put in my angelic ass~!"

As Asher pumped his virile member into Vaggie's haunches, loud claps against her cheeks echoed in the shower box. Vaggie looked at the leftover cum trailing down on the glass and licked it back up before swallowing them. And the trail of cum she couldn't lick up had trailed down to her squashed breasts, smearing them all over the glass Asher saw up front and center how very raunchy she was becoming. "Look at you making a mess. You sure you didn't fall from Heaven because you were so horny?" Asher asked. "Quite the charmer, huh, Ash~?" Vaggie teased right back. If Angel had asked that, or any other men for that matter, Vaggie would strangle them. "I'll be honest, though: seeing the other exorcists get down and dirty with one another made me feel jealous!"

"Jealous? What for? Why wouldn't anyone want you?" Asher asked, knowing full well her appeal.

"Not a lot of them respected my individuality." She answered. "Those who did were already taken, and before you, I… ahhh~ Didn't want anything to do with men. But then… ohhh~! I met you~!" Vaggie cried to the ceiling deliriously with hearts in her pupils. "Only your cock could make me feel like I'm back in Heaven! So don't you dare stop fucking me~! Fill my asshole with your strong-scented jizz and drown me in it~!"

"That's assuming you'd let me go, Vaggie… It's like a magnet down there~!" Asher strained. That said, he was more than happy to keep his lady happy. He stuffed his organ deeper into her ass, smacking his balls against the cleft of her bottom harder and faster, moaning and grunting along with her. His instinct to mate was too powerful to resist, matched only by Vaggie's instinct to breed. He wouldn't blame her for feeling like she was in Heaven: he felt the exact same way about her tight anal walls. It had twice the pressure of her flower, and thanks to the lubrication of her saliva, Asher could feel every inch swallow his pecker. Even if he wanted to pull out, he couldn't. "Guess there's no help for it: I'm gonna give it all to you, Vaggie~!"

"YES~! Cum all over inside me~! Fill me up~!" Vaggie howled like an animal, dragging her hands on the glass as Asher pounded relentlessly in her. It was coming, and as quick as they hoped it would. "V-Vaggie~! Here it comes…!" Asher warned. And with that, he made one last push into her, stuffing his whole organ deep into Vaggie's anal hole, causing the Fallen Angel to spasm uncontrollably as she groaned like a slutty whore, making such a dirty face on the glass that her drool caked in with the essence she smeared all over it.

Her bottom took in what felt like a truckload of his cum. And within seconds, all of it burst out of her hole and all over Asher's steed, dripping into a massive pool beneath their legs. Though it went away in time, it felt like an hour for them before the load was finally spent, and the exhausted Vaggie began to sink onto the floor, her hands and funbags sliding her body gently to the ground. She turned herself around to show the front of her body to her lover as she caught her breath. Asher stood over her with a gentle smile, which she returned.

"You still wanna keep going?" Asher inquired to the Fallen Angel. "I always do~" Vaggie nodded, holding her hands on her melons and rubbing them softly. Without another word, Asher leaned down to Vaggie, sliding his penetrator into her honeycomb seamlessly. By the time Vaggie moaned, she was already kissing him while he thrusted into her, albeit at a much slower, romantic pace. The mixed sounds of their kiss and his balls clapping into the cleft of her ass echoed in the bathroom, the both of them lost in the mist of lust. And given the choice, they'd gladly spend an eternity inside it.

LEMON OVER

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Meanwhile, as Asher and Vaggie consummated their love with a deeper connection, Mary and Ridge were sitting on the couch with Maya, who had a fond memory of her last escapade with Andi and Loona to the Lust Ring captured on her phone. Their picture was her, Apple, Coco, and Kat in bed together with the blanket over their tops; they were all in the buff at that point. "This is Apple, and that's Coco. And this is Kat." Maya was eagerly showing her friends to Ridge and Mary. Ridge grinned at the girls, as did Mary.

"They look really lovely." Mary spoke with a fond smile. "Especially this Kat guy. It's wonderful that he was so considerate, especially the first time around." Maya's face formed a touched smile and showed it to Mary. "Yeah. I guess good things come to those who wait, huh?"

"Speaking of," Ridge interjected, "I believe we were told you have a job with Verosika now. So, what's the job?"

"Security guard." Maya answered. "Oh, yeah." Mary said. "Makes sense." Ridge concurred. Maya was personally befuddled by their agreement. "Why's that so easy to believe for you?"

"Why wouldn't it be, sourdough?" Mary replied with the question. "You were pretty relentless in the last month." Ridge concurred.

"Not to mention the Missouri Misery Incident. You landed that bully in the hospital with one punch!" Mary added, which came much to Maya's embarrassment. "Mom, you promised we wouldn't talk about that…!" Maya griped, having a massive red flush in her cheeks.

"Wait. The Missouri what?" Ridge asked with curiosity.

"It's between me and Sourdough." Mary replied with a stern look.

"Oh," He simply said, hanging his head down in reverence.

"Honey, it's in the past. We always support each other, at our best, or our worst. Like we used to back when I was tutoring you. Remember?" Mary said with a soft smile, brushing her long brown hair back. The girl leaned closer to Mary and hugged her. "Yeah. I'm just glad I'm here with you, Mom…" Though they enjoyed the hug for a moment, Ridge felt like he was left out.

"What am I, chopped demon liver?" Ridge asked. Mary chuckled at his remark, and she pulled him close to them. After their hug, Mary let go of both Ridge and Maya, holding a gentle smile.

"I'm glad, too, Maya. To have you back in my afterlife means so much to me than you could ever know." Mary said warmly. "And we also know how hard it's been for— …well, not so hard. But we know you've had some trouble adjusting in this literal Hellscape. Especially about… your mom." Maya couldn't deny that. They were there when she was speaking to the sky the other night. "So… it's a long shot, but…"

"We found a hotel that's willing to redeem people like us and get us into Heaven. It's been open for a few days now, and…" Ridge said and made a dramatic pause. He jumped off the couch and made a showtime pose with his arms and wings stretched wide. "We checked in for the hotel!" Maya was not expecting to hear news like this.

"Wait… you're serious?" She asked, her expression showing more surprise. "There's an actual place that can get us there? To Heaven?" Mary saw the stumped look on Maya's face and took it as huge news to her. "I couldn't believe it myself. And I know this is a lot to hear, but—"

"HOT DAMN!" Maya blurted out in excitement. She shouted so loud Mary and Ridge alike were both shaken by her volume.

"Sourdough! Language, please!" Mary urged, cleaning out her ears with her fingers.

"Or at least, try not to be so loud!" the brutish Bull-like Sinner said, doing the same doubly with his ears. Maya felt bad for how it came out, but a lot of emotions were coming up in her. "Sorry… B-But why haven't we gone there sooner? We could've been there by now."

"It's not that simple. The place just opened a few days ago, Sourdough." Mary explained. "We don't know if that's actually something that's possible. That's why we made the house call with the Princess of Hell to talk it over." Speaking of house calls, a loud knock on the door rang out. The found family looked right at the door with Ridge standing up. "I'll get it." He said. Once he got to the door and opened it, who should be there but… Charlie!

"Hello~! I'm Charlie Morningstar, the Princess of Hell. It's so nice to meet you… So, how are you doing… sir?" Charlie greeted with a big smile, though she became nervous once she saw how tall he was in comparison to her. Ridge stood dumbfounded by her sudden arrival himself. Blinking his eyes.

"Honey! We have a visitor! It's the Princess of Hell!" Ridge called out. Mary turned to Maya. "...which happened to start now. I swear it's a lot faster than I planned for…" She stood up from the couch and brought the human with her, guiding her gently with her hand clasped on hers. Ridge opened the door and let the princess walk on inside.

"Oh. I really like what you've done with the place." Charlie said, glancing around at their room, especially toward the TV and carpet. "It's really hard to believe that all this nice stuff is in one huge apartme–" Charlie stopped short when she noticed Maya next to Mary. Her eyes practically bugged out just looking at her. "Eehhhhh… heehhhh…! Hehhh-human?!" Maya felt as though she's being called out for it, but the look on her face let her know straight away that it was a very big deal to her. She didn't know what to make of that reaction and tried to smooth things over.

"Uh… hi." Maya said anxiously. "I'm Maya. It's nice to meet you." Suddenly, Charlie caught Maya off-guard, hugging her tightly like she was a little kid. "Omigosh, omigosh, omigosh, OMIGOSH! There's another human here!" Charlie spoke with much more enthusiasm than before. Excited as she was, she kept in mind that she still needed to breathe air. She loosened her grip and finished her hug, letting Maya breathe some oxygen before she could turn blue in the face. "Sorry. I just got very, very excited. I'm Charlie. Princess of Hell. How are you doing?" Once Maya recovered her breath, she shook her eagerly awaiting hand.

"Uh, good? Thanks." Maya replied, still recovering from her sudden hug attack. Then, she realized what the Princess had just said. "Wait. Did you just say 'another human'? Like there's someone else here that's not dead besides me?" "Yeah!" Charlie said with a big smile on her face. But, then, she stopped herself from getting too excited, clearing her throat to settle down. "Ahem! Uh, yeah. He's been helping us with fixing up the hotel, long story. Anyway~ I'm here because I wanted to take you guys over for your stay at our hotel, especially you."

Though it was in line with what Mary told her prior, Maya couldn't help but feel skeptical. "So, just to be sure I'm getting this right, you're the Princess of Hell?" she asked incredulously. "That's right!" Charlie answered with a big smile. "And you want to redeem sinners and get them to Heaven?" "Double yes!" Charlie's big smile didn't change when she spoke. For a few seconds, Maya's expression didn't change, either.

She glanced at Mary and Ridge, who had worried expressions themselves, not entirely sure if that could be believed. But as Maya stared at them, she saw Mary in her human form, lost and scared, her clothes and body covered with Harold's blood before she shot herself in front of her. That was a memory she couldn't live with for a month. Whether she could believe her or not, Maya didn't want to let her die alone again. She put her hand on her chest, holding onto it tightly for a moment, trying to take a breath, something Mary noticed.

"Sourdough? Are you okay…?" she asked with fear. Maya sighed slowly before it got to her too bad and glanced determined with a smile toward the Princess. "You know what? Yeah. I'm in." Maya said proudly.

"Great!" Charlie said with a wide smile. "We'll get started right away! Assuming there aren't any questions?" To answer, Ridge raised his hand up and spoke his mind. "Just a few. One, can we move our stuff? Two, do you have a landlord? And three, as I am self-employed, will you be requiring my services?" Charlie's face formed the biggest smile she'd ever made as she answered.

"Yes, yes, YEEEEESSSSS!" Charlie shouted to the ceiling. But with all of the questions being answered with yes, Ridge was puzzled. "Wait, you already have a landlord?" He asked worriedly. "Yup. I mean, sorta… Her name's Vaggie. Trust me, you'll love her." Charlie responded with a grin.

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Back at the Hotel, Asher and Vaggie were staring out at the window, sitting on the couch while they snuggled. Asher was now wearing only his jeans while Vaggie wore a white dress. "I love you, Vaggie." Asher said lovingly as he hugged her. "Yo también te amo, Ash~" Vaggie replied in Spanish. "And your cock, too~" The lovers laughed to each other before they glanced out the window. As they got cozy together, Asher sighed wistfully, reflecting on his old, innocent, possibly naive thoughts of his youth.

"You know," he said, "when I was growing up, my dad told me that even people who were on the right track can lose their way. It doesn't always happen from the start, but it happens gradually, over time. From what you've told me… it sounded like you got a wake-up call." He said gently. Vaggie seemed to get the gist about what he was getting at. "You're seriously still thinking about me being a former exorcist?" Vaggie asked with a chuckle.

"Hey, it fits." Asher shrugged. "Thing is, just because they lose their way doesn't mean they can't find it again. And, you know what? I'm starting to get this… this gut feeling. That maybe what dad told me was meant to prepare me for… well, all of this. I mean, don't get me wrong, I don't believe in that 'chosen one' bullshit. 'If we spend our whole lives waiting to be chosen, we'd die waiting', right?"

"Right. And that's obviously not an option." Vaggie added. "Yeah," he continued. "But I know how much you care about these people here. In Hell, in this Hotel. Even Angel."

"Yeah, don't push that." Vaggie scowled at the very idea. "Oh, I wouldn't." Asher held his hands up playfully, as if he was held at gunpoint, making her giggle. "If anything, I'd push him, 10,000 feet off a cliff. Maybe send some vulture food down for him. But… it's not about what either of us want; it's what Charlie wants. To save them. And if I'm gonna live with myself, I'll try to do what my dad would do: to help them find their way. Even if it included him."

"And… what about me?" Vaggie said with only secondary concern. Her love-making with Asher told her that he'd be there for her. His smile sold her on the answer ahead of time, too. "No need. Sounds like Charlie helped you find yours." The Fallen Angel blushed once more with a soft smile. "Yeah… she did." Vaggie wrapped her arms around her lover and hummed against his chest as he held her close. While looking out the window, though, they noticed Charlie's limo driving up to the hotel.

"Well, looks like Charlie's on her way." Asher said with a soft grin.

"Let's not keep them waiting." Vaggie responded, holding onto his hand as they got up off the couch together and walked away from the window.

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Meanwhile, Charlie was riding with Maya, Mary, and Ridge. The limo had red-pink tinted windows, red velvet seat cushions with back support. The back cushions felt like the softest sheep's wool. There was also a table/cup holder that held a couple of paper cups. Ridge was holding onto his, finishing up on his story.

"And that's how I got the nickname, 'Lax'. True story." Ridge took a drink from his cup and smacked his lips as Charlie expressed interest.

"That's so interesting." Charlie beamed.

"Yeah. I honestly didn't expect that from you." Maya added.

"Hey, it's all well and good to chill. But when it comes to relaxing, I'm the king." Ridge chuckled to himself. "Especially with my Mary Berry~" Mary blushed a deep shade of red, seductively laughing with him as she curled up next to him and planted a small kiss. Maya had something in her mind particularly about Charlie.

"So I'm still trying to wrap my head around this: you're the Princess of Hell?" Maya asked.

"Yeah?" Charlie answered, this time uncertain of how she still couldn't accept the fact. "But… you're nice." Maya spoke in disbelief. "Thank you~" Charlie smiled from her words, though she didn't mean it as a compliment. "No, I mean, you're really nice. You don't look like a demon at all. And almost everyone else in Hell is a vicious demon. So I'd like to ask: how?"

"Oh, that's from my dad's side. Got the long hair from my mom." Charlie answered good-naturedly, caressing her hair. However, this left Maya more anxious. If she truly was the Princess of Hell, how would the Ruler himself compare?

"And, uh, just to make sure I don't get the wrong idea… your father is… the King of Hell?" Maya asked timidly. Charlie was oblivious to her nervousness.

"Yeah. He is." Charlie answered with a nod. But Maya was hoping it wasn't the case. Hell was meant to be a place of torture. If anything should happen here outside of that, it could spell trouble, she feared. Mary saw her anxiety right away and got off his lap to help calm her down before it got out of control.

"And, um… is he really okay with you trying to… redeem sinners?" Mary asked, feeling intense pressure from the news herself, stroking Maya's hair gently to help her breathe. The moment that question left her lips, Charlie's face softened to a frown.

"Well… I don't know." Charlie glumly said. "He said I could try, but… I don't think he believes it would work. Sometimes I— I don't think he even believes in me…"

Charlie held her head down somberly. The trio saw how upset she seemed to be. Maya and Mary knew that feeling too well. It was the look of a girl who was denied a father's love. The pressure and panic that haunted Maya within the minute now seemed small to see Charlie like this. Her being nice the way she had been may have contributed to it, but she can't bear to see anyone so sad because of their father. She had enough of that for most of her own life.

"You know what, Charlie?" Maya spoke softly, scooching close enough to Charlie to be able to hug her, catching the princess by surprise. "Forget what your dad said. If you believe it will work, then we will." Charlie started to tear up from Maya's vote of confidence, but she wiped those tears away with a sniffle and hugged her back. "You know… you sound a lot like Vaggie." Charlie gently spoke. "I think you'll get along just fine with her…"

"Thanks, Charlie." Maya responded gratefully. "So… what's this other human like?"

"Oh, you'll definitely like him." Charlie answered. "He's such a hard worker, he's dedicated, and he's really great in bed."

"That's nice. But I might have to talk to my boyfriend and my girls about sharing." Maya quipped. "Oh, he's already dating me and Vaggie." Charlie explained. "Well, guess that means both of us will be restless." Maya joked, both of the girls laughing together as Mary and Ridge smiled fondly at this scene between them. At that point, the limo slowed to a stop. The Princess looked out the window and saw where they were.

"Oh! We're here!" Charlie exclaimed like a puppy waiting to get outside. She put her hand on the car door and opened it up. She stepped out and held her hand out. Maya took her hand and got out of the limo before Mary and Ridge followed her with the feminine demon being carried bridal style. "You guys… welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!" Charlie presented, holding her hands out in a showtime pose. They looked at the state of the building up close, and they hardly seemed impressed if it was meant to be up and running after a few days. Charlie saw their perplexed looks and tried to assure them. "Oh, don't worry. It looks a lot better inside." she said with a sure grin.

The group walked up on the stairs as Ridge became concerned with how large the place was. "So, I know it wouldn't be likely, but, uh… are there any other guests in this hotel of yours?" Ridge asked, being cautious.

"Well… There is just one." Charlie answered. "And there's the Hotel Staff, too. So, you'll have some company."

"Eh. As long as it's not crowded." Maya shrugged. She already had enough to deal with thanks to the IMP crew, not that she hated any of them… well, except for Blitzø. He gave her the vibe that he tended to piss off people pretty easily. It's a wonder to her that nobody ground him to dust yet. Regardless, when Charlie opened the door, she found out everyone was standing in anticipation (apart from Angel, who was forced to participate by Asher).

"Oh, what a massive turnout! You guys were waiting for us?" Charlie asked, touched by how everyone appeared to have waited for her.

"Actually…" Angel was about to correct her, but Asher's stern clear of his throat stopped him. "Well, I guess, we have technically been doing that since you left. So, where are the new clients, toots?"

"Riiiiiight here!" Charlie answered profoundly as she fully held the door open, showing Mary, Ridge, and Maya. Husk, Angel, Vaggie, Asher, and even Alastor were utterly shocked to see another human in Hell, so they quickly focused on her over the others. Niffty, on the other hand, was attracted by Ridge in particular. "I know it's a surprise to see another human here, but try to remain calm. This is Mary, this is Maya…"

"Hi…" Maya anxiously waved towards the admittedly colorful cast of sinners in the Hotel. "And this is Ridge."

"Hiya. Pleasure to be here." Ridge greeted. After a moment of stunned silence, Asher and Vaggie walked closer to Maya, making her worried with how stoic their faces were. But after a moment, they smiled at her.

"Hey. My name's Asher. But my friends call me Ash." Asher said, gently holding his hand out before Vaggie did the same.

"And I'm Vaggie." She said with a gentle smile. "If there's anything you need, please let us know." Maya held both her hands to theirs slowly and shook them once she clasped onto them.

"Okay." Maya felt as though a huge weight had been taken off of her shoulders with their words. With that done, Charlie moved on with the introductions, all the while admiring the small moment between Vaggie, Asher, and Maya.

"This is our first guest: Angel Dust. He'd been with us for over a year." Charlie said with a kind smile. In Angel's case, though, he didn't seem the least bit welcoming. He had a suspicious look on his face.

"How the Hell aren't you dead yet, meat bag?" Angel said in a gruff tone.

"Angel!" Vaggie shouted with a glare. But Maya responded with a glare of her own.

"Easy. I jumped into a literal portal of Hell to be with the one person who showed me any love in my life. And I'll be damned if I let you take it away from me." Maya said with a dead serious tone. Asher saw the confrontation and was astonished.

"Honestly, I think I'm on her side." Asher spoke aloud, impressed by her resolve.

"Fair enough," Angel said. "I just have one question for you, meat bag."

"What?" Maya scowled further to meet his. After a brief moment of a stare down, Angel held up his dual-sticked popsicle.

"You wanna split a popsicle?" His mood changed entirely from a grim glare to a smirk. Maya was completely perplexed by his question until she noticed the popsicle in his hand.

"Uh… is that strawberry?" She asked curiously.

"The only real flavah… bitch." Angel said as he shook it slightly in front of her. After a moment, Maya took the open stick and pulled it away. She licked her tongue over it to verify it, only for Angel to pipe up.

"No, no, no, you're doing it all wrong." He said. "You gotta swirl your tongue. Swirl. Like this."

Angel put his mouth on the popsicle and pulled it away to show his tongue swirling around it like it was a lollipop before he pulled it away.

"See? Like a lollipop." Angel instructed. Maya put her mouth on her popsicle and swirled her tongue. Once she tasted it, Maya moaned during her swirl. "Yeah, see? There ya go." Although Angel's instructions were coming along well, Vaggie and Asher couldn't help but become confused.

"I can't tell if he's being genuine or giving her blowjob lessons." Vaggie said softly.

"Knowing him, probably both." Asher added.

"Maybe he made another friend." Charlie insisted.

"Okay, now slowly push it more in." He was watching as Maya was pushing the popsicle deeper in her mouth, only to have difficulty as it touched her uvula. "H-Hold your gag reflex." Fortunately, Maya worked through it as she pushed past it and got it close to her throat, moaning softly. "There ya go."

Vaggie and Asher groaned as they facepalmed. "Oh, for fuck's sake…" Vaggie bemoaned. "And I now retract my statement…" Asher sighed.

"Ooh! Another bad boy!" Niffty creepily spoke excitedly. She scurried over to Ridge, who panicked and tried to get her off. "AAAGH! Get her off! Get her off!" Ridge screamed in panic. Charlie snatched Niffty and held her tight.

"Niffty, remember what we talked about? No bothering people who want to stay in the Hotel." Charlie urged in a way that she tried to avoid being mean. But she had to be direct.

"Aw, but I love bad boys…" Niffty whined in Charlie's arms. Then, she saw a few bugs on the floor, her one eye dilating.

"Ooh! Bugs!" Niffty jumped out of her arms and went crazy. "Stab, stab! Stab, stab!" While she resumed her maniacal pest control, Charlie chuckled nervously over how it must've looked to them. "So… you've met Niffty. She's our pest control. And this is…" Before Charlie could continue with the introductions, Alastor beat her to the punch.

"Alastor!" Alastor did a jumpscare, scaring Maya into taking her popsicle out of her mouth as the Radio Demon held his hand out to her. "Pleasure to be meeting you, quite a pleasure." Maya was a bit anxious to shake his hand. But Charlie moved his hand away from Maya, knowing what he was capable of from Vaggie.

"This is Alastor. He recently brought in new staff to help run the Hotel." Charlie introduced. "Niffty was one of them."

"Which explains a lot…" Maya said mostly to herself.

"You know I heard that, right…?" Alastor smiled wickedly, his fangs going wide enough to show the amount of teeth he had, making Maya feel uneasy. Mary held her hand over her and snarled. "If you so much as lay one finger on her…!"

"Oh-ho, I wouldn't dream of it, my dear." Alastor said with his trademark deadly smile. "Why would I harm anything that could potentially bring me some more entertainment?" Mary growled towards the Radio Demon before Charlie cut it short,

"Moving on, we also have Husk." Charlie pointed her hand over to Husk, who stood flabbergasted at how a living human ended up in Hell. "He's the bartender."

"Perfect!" Ridge said, going right up to the Cat Sinner. "I've been meaning to have a drink for a while. Uh, excuse me, what are your drink selections?" Husk only frowned towards the Bull Sinner.

"All we have for you is Shasta…" he grumpily replied.

"Great. I'll take the Very Cherry Twist, if you please." Ridge said in quick response. Husk grumbled as he went to grab a can. While he was on his way, Maya was curious about what he meant by Shasta.

"Wait. We have Shasta in Hell?" She asked with confusion.

"What'd you expect? Alcohol?" Asher replied. "Vaggie suggested it as an alternative, and I for one agreed. So, we're trying to get everyone used to that, Angel!"

"Hey, not my fault you don't prefer the real stuff!" Angel chided.

Now that the introductions were done, Charlie held her hands together in the hopes that she wouldn't leave. "So, what do you think?" she asked anxiously. Maya took a look around at the hotel and the company it kept. She saw Asher and Angel at each other's throats as Vaggie tried to hold the former back. Then, she saw Niffty creepily moving like a bug to stab the others with her needle. She shuddered at that one.

Then, she saw Husk opening a can of Very Cherry Twist Shasta and poured it into a glass at the bartender desk with Ridge sitting at one of the stools.

"Thanks." Ridge said. "I've had a long week with the missus lately."

"You and everyone and their mother, I'm sure." Husk sighed.

"Hey, It's Hell. I'm sure it happens all the time." Ridge replied. "And regrettably, that's part of the problem…"

"Tell me about it…" Husk sighed, pouring a swig of the drink himself. Maya looked at the popsicle she had in her hand and gave it some thought. Going by their first impressions, it seemed like the farthest thing from being ready to redeem sinners. But if a human who'd stayed here far longer than she has could make it for two years in this hotel, she may yet have a better chance of surviving it even if it doesn't guarantee Heaven.

"Hmm… I might be wrong, but… I think I can get used to this." Maya said with a soft smile. And so it was that a new chapter had begun, not just for the hotel, but for the two humans stranded in Hell.