Alastor's mouth connected with Charlie's in a blur, like they were both strong magnets. His lips danced against hers in a way that reminded Charlie of a starving man finally eating food. Charlie closed her eyes as she felt Alastor's hands migrate south to her waist. He pulled her even closer, if that were even possible. She could feel his heart thumping against his own ribcage and in turn thumping against her own. Charlie swallowed a delicious moan that Alastor let out when she let her hands travel from his face to his hair, giving a slight tug. They side stepped over to Charlie's bed until they both collapsed on it. Alastor went to move on top of Charlie but hesitated. Charlie sensed his apprehensiveness and decided that perhaps it was better if she took control for now. She flipped him over to where she was now straddling his hips. He looked up at her like she was a Greek Goddess and Charlie could've cried from how amazing she felt. The way Alastor was gazing at her made her feel like the most beautiful creature to ever exist. He wasn't even looking at her exposed torso. His eyes only gazed across her face. Her eyes, her smile, the sweat now beading on her brow. He was memorizing every feature on her face as if he would never see her again.

"Simply divine." Alastor let out breathlessly as his fingertips traced the divots in her hips, then go up to her ribcage. He stopped just before he reached the swell of her breasts. Charlie smiled and nodded.

"Go ahead." Charlie still saw Alastor's mind race so she decided to help him out. She slowly grabbed his hands and gently placed them on tops of her chest. Alastor let in a quick gasp as he felt the soft skin beneath his calloused palms. He could feel the tiny pokes from her nipples as he began to gently massage them with his fingers. He was mindful of his claws, making sure that he didn't leave a mark on her perfect skin. A darker part of him wanted to see her bright blood drawn though. He wanted to see it river down her chest and wanted nothing more than to lap it up like a dog. All dignity went out the window in a split second. Alastor belonged to her in that moment and the pure desire overpowered the feeling of embarrassment. Never in his wildest dreams did he ever think that this would happen. He never thought that he would ever care about this kind of physical activity at all but at this moment he wouldn't trade anything for it in all the rings of Hell.

Charlie enjoyed watching Alastor's cogs turn in his mind as he explored uncharted territory for him. She had a feeling that he had never been this physical with a woman before which made it all the more exciting for her. He explored her body which made her feel like a piece of art in a museum. He was now admiring every square inch of her and she didn't dare tear her eyes away from him as he did so.

"Come here." Alastor whispered. Charlie let out a giggle as his hands went back to her waist. She leaned forward and kissed Alastor with everything she had in her. All of the pent up emotions she had bottled up came flooding out in one burst of passion. She worked her fingers to unbutton his shirt quickly. Alastor's eyes opened and stopped the kiss abruptly.

"Whoa whoa I-I don't know if you would want to do that, my dear." Alastor placed a hand over his exposed chest. Charlie looked incredulously at him.

"Alastor I'm practically naked. Why can't you at least have your shirt off?" Charlie saw as Alastor's eyes fell a little.

"The answer is simple. Between the two of us, one looks like perfection. The other looks no where close to acceptable." Charlie felt her heart break as she saw Alastor button himself back up. He really saw himself in such an awful light that even though she was currently on top of him, making out with him, he still couldn't imagine her enjoying his body.

"You're wrong." Charlie said with a stern voice. She pushed his hand away and pulled apart his shirt, buttons popping and flying everywhere across the room.

"Charlie!" Alastor yelled as he looked down at his exposed torso. Charlie smiled as she looked down at him. She saw all of the small scars again and of course the huge one that was glaring at her. She moved her body down a bit so when she leaned forward her face was aligned with his chest. She placed gentle kisses along his holy wound which resulted in Alastor hissing in what she thought was either pain or pleasure. She continued until she reached his right hipbone. She gave one last kiss when she felt something putting pressure against her shoulder. She looked over and saw a bulge protrude from Alastor's pants. Alastor noticed at the same time and sucked in air between his sharp teeth.

"Charlie I-" He didn't know what to say. He was beyond embarrassed that she was face to face with that. How disrespectful. He was waiting for Charlie to jump off of him and send him away. He prepared himself for the rejection. Instead, Charlie raised up to meet him at eye level again.

"There's no need to be embarrassed, Alastor. It's perfectly natural. I take it as quite the compliment!" Charlie giggled. Alastor looked at her with astonishment. She truly wasn't disgusted with him. She wasn't snarling her nose or yelling at him. She wasn't turning green with nausea or her skin crawling from being creeped out. Even though there were no clear signs of abhorrence from the Princess, Alastor's stomach began to roll. He knew it couldn't be from how Charlie looked. Her blonde hair now messy and framed her face perfectly, her exposed breasts heaving while she breathed heavily, and now she had him pinned in such a way that his indiscretion was now pressing against her own heat. He could hear the blood rushing in his eardrums but not in excitement. Even though he enjoyed this, he couldn't squash the rise of discomfort that was rising in him.

"I...I think I want to stop now, if that's alright." Alastor saw Charlie's face screw into disappointment and confusion. She shook her head vigorously.

"Nononono! I swear it's fine Alastor!" Charlie knew that it was perhaps best to stop before things got more heated but she certainly didn't want to stop because Alastor believed she was put off by his excitement. She wanted to tell him that seeing that made her spine tingle in a way that she almost reached for his zipper. The words wouldn't form though, fearing she would come off as desperate.

"Charlie it isn't because of anything you did. I just...I want you to have more time to consider your options before you commit to something like this." Alastor glanced at her heaving chest and felt a small pang of guilt for stopping. She was clearly having a good time but he couldn't ignore the unsettling feeling in his stomach from it all.

"Alastor I...I want this." She caressed his face gently to which Alastor leaned into the touch. "I want you. Why can't you understand that?"

Alastor sighed as he began to prop himself up, making Charlie get off of him. She sat beside him in bed and looked as his face formed into what she could only call agony. His smile was still permanently present but his eyes held so much pain it was almost too much to look at him.

"Dear, I'm sure it's no secret that I'm not...an expert in physical activities such as this." Charlie nodded after a brief pause. "To be honest I've never had such urges before. The idea of anything sexual always baffled me and made me wonder why so many people were obsessed with it. Angel Dust truly is my Great White Whale of understanding people of this nature."

He looked over at Charlie and cocked his head. "That is until I met you." Charlie felt herself blush which went from her face all the way down to her clavicle. Alastor noticed that she was still topless and he felt something twitch in his pants. He swirled his hand to magic a loose red pajama shirt onto Charlie. She looked down and felt the soft texture of the fabric.

"Before you, I had no interest of finding out what could be so pleasurable about sex. But now all I can think about is giving you that kind of pleasure. Watching as you unravel below me..." Alastor leaned toward her slowly as he got lost in his imagination. "Feeling as you convulse with every touch I give you...every kiss...every..." Alastor realized that he was very close to Charlie's mouth. Her breathing had become heavier and she had this look in her eyes that reminded him of a rabid animal. He cleared his throat as he leaned back.

"M-My point is...be that as it may, I am still unfamiliar with how I feel about such matters. I'm inexperienced and I want to make sure that if we were to ever...participate in such things...that everything would be perfect. For you." He grabbed Charlie's hand as he kept eye contact with her. "Please believe me, dear."

Charlie felt her chest constrict as her heart swelled. In all of her overwhelming desire for him, she absolutely forgot about him seemingly being asexual. Rosie hinted at that tid bit of information when they first met but it seemed like it went over his head. She wasn't even sure he knew the proper label for it. As much as she wanted to go further with him, she had to respect his reasoning behind his inability to continue. She agreed that she wanted their first time together to be perfect and it wouldn't be if Alastor was uncomfortable. She squeezed his hand back.

"I do believe you, Alastor. We can wait as long as you need." Charlie saw shock cover Alastor's face. It seemed that every time she was understanding with him, he seemed to be stunned that she was granting him such a thing. His smile softened as he leaned forward and wrapped her in a tight embrace. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders without hesitation.

"You promise you're not upset with me though?" Charlie asked nervously. She just needed a little more validation. She couldn't help but have a tiny voice chewing on her brain telling her that she messed it all up. Alastor sighed as he crossed an invisible X over his exposed chest.

"Cross my non-existent heart." Charlie rolled her eyes.

"Alastor you have a heart. Whether you believe it or not."

"Agree to disagree my dear."

Alastor kissed her cheek before standing up. He looked down at his shirt that was now buttonless. Charlie looked and saw the litter of buttons strewn across her bedroom floor. She smiled sheepishly.

"Ehehe oops." Alastor gave her a smirk and a chuckle rumbled through his chest.

"No matter. I have plenty more shirts where that came from." He moved his shoulders to slink off the useless shirt. He paused and looked to Charlie. "May I?" Charlie nodded once she understood that he was asking permission to take the shirt completely off. Once he did she let her eyes devour him whole. Small scars littered his arms too which didn't matter to her in the slightest. He was petite in size, that wasn't a secret but what Charlie wasn't expecting was the tiniest bit of muscle on his biceps. Nothing crazy but enough that she couldn't help but imagine what they would look like flexed.

"Charlie? Are you here with me?" Alastor waved his hand as he tried to get her attention. She blinked a few times and came back to him. She saw that the shirt had disappeared completely from Alastor's hands.

"What? Oh yes! Yes I'm here." Charlie laughed nervously. She felt like a schoolgirl as she ogled him.

"Did you hear what I asked you?" Alastor knew that she didn't but he couldn't help but watch her cheeks flush as she had to admit that she was too busy looking at him to listen.

"I'm uh...I'm afraid I didn't. Sorry."

"No need to apologize. I asked if you would like to accompany me to a lovely little coffee shop in Cannibal Town tomorrow. The pastries probably wouldn't be for your palate but they make really delectable lattes."

Charlie's smile stretched as wide as Alastor's. The idea of actually spending the day with him outside of the hotel put butterflies in her stomach.

"Like a uh...like a date?" Charlie leaned forward as if she were watching a suspenseful movie. Alastor shrugged.

"If you would like for it to be a date, then yes."

"Would you like for it to be a date?"

"Would you?"

"I asked you first."

"You answer first."

Charlie huffed in exhaustion. Now that her body had calmed down, her sleepiness was hitting her like a freight train.

"Yes Alastor. I would like for it to be a date." Alastor winked at her as he made his way to the door to leave. Charlie jumped out of bed with her hands on her hips. He looked as she stood there in just her loose shirt and black underwear and he felt his urges crawling back up slowly.

"Uh it's your turn to answer me!" Charlie said with much attitude. Alastor opened the door and looked over his bare shoulder at her.

"I would love nothing more than to go on a date with you, dear. See you bright and early." With that he left, closing the door behind him. Charlie waited until she felt like he was far enough away from her room for her to squeal in excitement. She stopped as she realized something.

Fuck. What was she going to wear?

A/N: Don't hate me! lol Teasing in writing is one of my specialties but I promise, when that blissful chapter eventually happens it will be worth it. Next chapter isn't what you think it will be though! ;) Will probably put out the next chapter sooner rather than later. Thank you again for all of the support! I'm so glad you all are enjoying this ride. Until next time! xx