"Can… can we stop for a moment?"

Aiden let out a huff at that. "Again? Damn it woman, I like to actually get into a good rhythm! I know some like to stop and start but once I start thrusting I like to keep going!"

"I know," Vaggie said with a sigh. "I just… I need to adjust…"

"We don't have a lot of time, you know. Charlotte is going to be back soon and we need to get this wrapped up."

"Its just your shaft is so big! Its not going into my hole properly!"

"It will go in," Aiden assured her. "Just need to wiggle it a bit."

Vaggie though panted, sweat dripping down her brow. "Right… alright, get back to the pounding. But… try and be gentle? You are going to leave me sore tomorrow if you keep going that hard."

"You'll get used to it," Aiden informed her with a dark chuckle. "And after the pounding comes the screwing."

"We aren't going to be done after this?" Vaggie exclaimed in shock as Aiden carefully lined his shaft up and began to ease it into her hole. She let out a groan as he did some, eyes squeezing shut. "I… I thought we'd… be done."

"Oh, we have to make sure everything in perfect," he said once the shaft was inside. "There we go. Now, let me just lie on my back here… grab my tool, would you?" Vaggie nodded and did as he was asked. "Firmly now. Get a good grip on it… jeez, never held one before?"

"Charlotte-"

"Yeah yeah, you are her pampered little demon," Aiden replied with a scoff. "Well, if you are going to be with me you need to be a bit more active, baby. Now, reach… yup, just like that. See, you are learning! Holding those nuts like a pro!"

Vaggie blushed at that, her heart hammering in her chest. They had been doing this for what felt like hours.

"Okay, give me some of that lube."

"Why didn't we use that before?" she asked.

"Wasn't needed. But this part… okay, there we are." With that Aiden got up and brushed off his hands and adjusted his coat. "That… is one fine swing set."

Vaggie and him stood before the playground equipment they had just made, admiring their handwork. The kit had been a pain to get together, requiring both of them to spend several hours moving about each other as they assembled it, but finally it was finished and looking damn fine.

"This… doesn't exactly feel evil," Vaggie finally said as Aiden finished checking over the bolts and screws to make sure that everything was exactly as it should be.

"I might be a heartless bastard but even I am not going to deny some kids a place to play," Aiden replied before grabbing the tools Husker had given him and leading Vaggie out of the playground where happy Winners waved and thanked them for all their hard work. "This playground was horribly underfurnished." He gave a slight shrug before wrapping an arm around Vaggie. "Alright, now that we are done with that let's go 69 each other until it looks like we work at Krispy Kreme."

AIDEN IN HEAVEN

Episode 2- Afterglow

"And welcome back to HPR, Heaven Public Radio," a calm, soothing voice said over the radio. "You are listening to This Heavenly Life. I'm your host, Katie Lifejoy. Today, we are speaking with Charlotte Morningstar, the Princess of Heaven, and her project concerning better ties between Heaven and Hell. While we of course want to meet our Sinner brothers and sisters in the middle, in hopes that we can all be in a better place full of love, our guest is proposing a radical way to do this. Will it work? And if not then what can we all do to pitch in and MAKE it work? An hour with Charlotte Morningstar, after the news."

"Live from HPR, I'm Thomas Trench. Building is underway on a new courthouse for St. Satan, who hopes that this will allow angels a quicker way to rezone parts of Heaven-"

Vaggie let out a gasp, pushing Aiden away from her and using a sheet to wipe her face. "Do we… need to listen to this? It doesn't feel like the best background noise to be playing during intercourse."

"It gets me hard listening to your girlfriend yammer while I fuck your face," Aiden said even as he spun around so he was facing her. The scars that surrounded his mouth pulled a bit tighter as he leered at her. "I like the idea that you are hearing her voice while I ensure the next time she goes down on you all she tastes is me." He gave her a hot and needy kiss and, despite how demur she was, Vaggie happily accepted his embrace. Aiden was just as rough and as wild as Charlotte was but there was just some sort of… pull… in him that made her far more willing to embrace what he offered.

"-her thoughts and plans. Thank you for joining us Charlotte."

"I'd love to say I'm thrilled to be here but staring at your wrinkled face?" Charlotte said. Though neither Aiden or Vaggie could actually see Charlotte because, well, radio, they could tell from her tone that she wasn't exactly interested in play nice with the reporter. Not that Katie Livejoy seemed to mind, as she merely chuckled at the comment.

"Now, you have been promoting your hotel as a way to teach Winners how to Sin, so they might go to Hell. Why exactly is that needed? Your father has been very open about outreach to the Sinners, after all. Why not simply go through one of the official channels?"

"Because this isn't about getting a vest with a name badge and going down to Hell to hand out free meals," Charlotte complained. "This is about getting the freedom that Hell has to offer and giving it to ever Angel and Winner that is forced to be in Heaven." She let out an annoyed scoff. "The problem with Heaven is that it is dull as can be. In Hell you can literally do anything!"

"Except, of course, come to heaven," Katie commented with slight bemusement.

"Okay, fuck you," Charlotte said before continuing on. "You know what I fucking mean, you liver-spotted piece of shit. Seriously, can you not put a bag on your head so I don't have to look at that ugly mug? Ugh." She let out a scoff. "The point is that I am trying to teach Angels how to be horrible sinners so my fucking parents will kick them out of Heaven and we can all have fun doing drugs and having sex down in Hell." She sniffed. "Two things that are very much lacking in Heaven."

"You want some of this cocaine?" Vaggie asked, holding up a baggy of the drugs she had brought with her. Which wasn't that unusual as she often brought drugs with her; when you were straight and forced to be in a lesbian relationship with a woman that could smite you with a snap of your fingers sometimes cocaine was the only spice of life that got you through… well, life.

"Bitch I don't need drugs to have a great time!" Aiden declared even as he nudged her to sit up. He spun her around, Vaggie letting out a gasp, and patted her tummy to get her on her hands and knees. "But feel free to indulge," Aiden whispered before he grabbed a book from the end table near the bed and put in down in front of her. Vaggie, with care, opened up the bag, taking a moment to stick her nose in and sniff.

That's when Aiden smacked her right on the ass.

Her face went right into the powder, the demon coughing. But that only made Aiden laugh all the more as he began to massage her hips.

"Mmmm… you got a nice set on you," he murmured. "Think I might make use of them. Get an entire army of little half-demons on of your sexy ass body." He licked his lips as Vaggie finally recovered and set about making some nice straight lines. "Bet I could convince Charlotte they were her's. Something that happens when an angel and a demon fuck, even if they lack the right parts."

"Hell is about freedom," Charlotte stated. "Here in Heaven we are under a dictatorship. My father crushes all that oppose him!"

"But isn't it true that your father helped pay for the very hotel that you are using for this crusade? And, in fact, he has offered multiple times to help further your project?"

"…no comment."

"Well, that is entirely up to you, as I would never force you to detail anything you didn't want to. It wouldn't be right and I have far too much journalistic integrity to do something so underhanded."

"You saying I don't have integrity?" Charlotte complained.

"Its time we take a break. We'll be back with more of Charlotte Morningstar on This Heavenly Life."

"Hey, I just got here! I'm not going to take a-"

Charlotte was cut off at once.

"HPR is brought to you through a grant from Beelzebub Diet and Rehab Centers. Do you know a Sinner trapped in Hell that you'd like to help with an addiction? BDRC is here to help. As well as a donation from the Lucifer and Lilith Foundation… and listeners like you."

A new voice came on.

"On this week's Heavenly Companion, Fizz talks with Devil Dust about his latest film, a documentary all about the game Solitaire-"

~MC~MC~MC~

In their manor house Stella and Stolas calmy drank their tea. They had been listening to the radio and while they waited for the interview with Charlotte Morningstar to return they began to converse, as was their want. They often talked with one another, for they understood that communication was key and one couldn't have a healthy marriage without it.

"You know dear," Stella said in a soft voice, smiling as she glanced over at her husband, "I want you to be happy. You are the love of my life and there is nothing more I love than you. But loving someone means also accepting that they have needs and wants that, perhaps, you yourself can not provide. As such, if there is anything you want, anything at all, you have but to name it."

"Stella, my dear, we have been over this," Stolas said with a weary sigh. He sipped his tea, using the action to give himself SOMETHING to do as he gathered himself. "I love you and only you."

"Yes, I know. But this doesn't have to be about love, my dear. I know I am not the most… adventurous… of lovers-"

"Please, darling," Stolas said, holding up his hand, "there is no need to get vulgar."

"My apologies." She cringed at that.

"You are, of course, forgiven." Stolas would always forgive his wife, as she would always forgive him. That was what marriage was all about, after all: forgiving the people you loved.

Stella smiled shyly at that before continuing on. "Its just… hearing about that Imp, Fizz, made me think that… well, perhaps-"

"My dear," Stolas said gently, reaching over and taking her hand. He was frustrated with her, as she always was so worried that she wasn't enough for him, but he was trying his best to not get mad at her. He knew that it was coming from a place of love. That she thought that this was something that he wanted, he just didn't want to admit it, even to himself. "We have been over this so many times…"

"But perhaps this time would be different," Stella told him with a soft smile. "It is said that the Imps are willing to do far more things that anyone else in Heaven… so perhaps, by being with one, you would-"

"Stella!" Stolas said, raising his voice even though he hated doing so. He so disliked being mean to her, as he knew she only brought up such things because of her low self esteem and him snapping at her wouldn't help with that. But sometimes she just made him so angry… why couldn't she see that she was he one true love, the being that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with?

"Can you, like, knock it off?" Octavia said as she walked in from cheerleading practice. The owlette was dressed in her uniform and while it was bright and colorful, as were her looks and tone, the words she actually said weren't that bright at all. "Its totes annoying how you two love each other so much. Like, ugh guys!" She gave a shudder. "Can you, like, not be that way and stuff?"

"I'm sorry Octavia," Stella said softly. "I will try to be better."

"Like, whatever mum," Octavia said with a roll of her eyes. Seriously, why did parents have to be so annoying?

Going up to her room she flopped down and turned on HPR… mostly because she needed something to be listening to while she went over what she would be wearing the next five days. It was important to make sure that her outfits were so cute that everyone would squeal. She had a rep to maintain, after all.

"-about some of the patients you have. I of course understand that you can't go into much detail-"

"Oh no, fuck that, I'll give out all their info."

"You… really don't need too," Katie said to Charlotte.

"I really don't mind."

"I actually would prefer you not."

"Good thing I don't give a fuck about what you think, Grandma Liverspot."

Katie chuckled weakly at that, though it was clear it was less over the insults about her looks and more the worry about giving out the personal information. "Its just… it is dangerous to give out this information-"

"To who?" Charlotte complained. "We're in Heaven! No one is going to do jack squat! And if they do… good! I want them to do horrible things! Sign Devil Dust up for every porn website you can find-"

"You mean those websites where men and women do more than just hold hands and smile?"

"Ugh, don't remind me. We need to get on earth's broadband plan; they got the good shit down there." There was a silent pause. "But yeah… steal their identities. Commit credit card fraud-"

"We don't have credit cards in Heaven," Katie pointed out. "Everything is based around hugs."

"-invent credit cards. Oooh! And reverse mortgages. Those are SUPER evil! Thanks Tom Sellick!" Charlotte let out an adorable little giggle at the thought of the moronic senior citizens who were destroying the lives of not just themselves but their children by falling for that scam just because Magnum PI told them to do it. "So anyway, let's discuss some of the people I am helping at my hotel!"

~MC~MC~MC~

"Hey, when did you two get Krispy Kreme?" Devil Dust asked as Aiden and Vaggie came downstairs.

"Oh, after we finished working on that playground equipment," Aiden said as Vaggie quickly wiped her mouth with a tissue. "How's the interview going?"

"They are getting ready to take another break and then they are going to be discussing all of us," Husker stated.

"Huh… that's… odd." Aiden shrugged. "Meh, to each his own." Honestly he found Charlotte just… adorable. She thought she was so evil and wicked but she was more like a teenager who had figured out if they rebelled a bit more they could get a shiny sports car from their divorced dad. Only the dad would have given it to them no matter what so it was just a waste of time and energy.

He sighed.

'Waste of time and energy,' he thought darkly to himself. 'If there is one thing I hate most of all in existence… other than reverse mortgages, fuck you Tom Sellick…'

People always misunderstood Aiden Order. They thought he was a man full of hate. Especially when they learned about his opposite, Edwin Chaos. Edwin was the "good guy". The "hero". The one that stopped the monsters. But Edwin… oh, Aiden had seen it during their two brief interactions. Had seen in loud and clear. Edwin was so deliciously full of HATE. He kept it locked up like a naughty puppy that needed to learn the rules of its new home. That barked and howled when the master was away and scratched at the door, wanting to be let out. Edwin feared his hate but it was always there, just bubbling under the surface.

Aiden didn't hate. Not at all.

Life was too complex and interesting to bother with hatred. It was a simple emotion… stunted and small when you really thought about it. He preferred the other emotions far more. Joy was a personal favorite of his. He could feel a bit of sorrow. Frustration, Anger's more reserved cousin, popped up from time to time. But anger? Hate? No no no.

It was why, when Edwin had approached him and asked for his help in dealing with Enigma, Aiden had been more than willing to assist. Hell, he had greeted the other man with a smile and open arms, even if Edwin had refused the offer of mutual blowjobs; so sexually repressed, that one. Life was a game and Edwin had won round one and that only meant that Aiden got experience to try again.

It was why, for as much as Heaven… frustrated him… he didn't hate it. No… it was a game and he just needed to learn the rules.

"I really hope that Charlotte talks about you, Husker," Devil Dust said. "I think you've made a lot of progress."

"not as much as you, Devil," Husker said, placing a hand on Devil's thigh.

"…isn't it nice that there is no sexual chemistry between us to ruin our friendship?"

"None at all," Husker agreed.

'Even if the players of this game are so fucking annoying,' Aiden thought darkly as he watched the two Winners dance around each other.

"Oh, I hope she talked about me first!" Niffty declared happily.

"Now now," Alastor said from the armchair he was seated in, "I am sure our dear Charlotte will make sure to mention each and every one of us!"

"Though… we shouldn't be too excited if she does," Aiden said slowly.

"Whatever do you mean?" Alastor asked, blinking at that.

Aiden had been thinking it over very carefully: how to sink his claws into Heaven and take control of the place. The problem was that the usual triggers he would use to manipulate people simply… weren't there.

On Earth he had been able to manipulate everyone to dance to his merry tune because he had been able to find just the right buttons to push. Solomon had been the first. The man had been desperate for validation; spending so much of his life as a retired adventurer that the world had forgotten about had fueled his ego to no end. He was desperate to prove that he was still young and powerful. It was why he had mostly selected the young to be his allies; where some old men would have cringed at the reminders of youth and wanted to avoid the signs that time was passing them by Solomon had thought that by keeping teenagers and young adults around him it would… make him at once appear connected to the youth movement while also making him the statesman. The death of his grandson, even if Solomon had hated the brat, had left a hole in him, that was clear.

So Aiden had become his supporter. His loyal second. The one that made the magic happen except it wasn't magic to Solomon, it was all technology. Except it actually had been magic… well, it was all rather bemusing to be honest! But the point was that he had gotten Solomon to trust him by playing up how amazing and wonderful he was… right before Aiden had stabbed him in the front. Which was also bemusing because everyone would have called him a backstabber. It was funny how the world worked out like that.

With the others, like Commissioner Gardner or the Wheeler siblings, it had been all about finding what they wanted out of life and dangling it in front of them… and making clear only he could provide it. Joseph had wanted to feel like a big shot; his weak willed pathetic father had tried to give him a good home but he was pushed around so much he became an embarrassment. Aiden had been able to give Joseph what he needed to feel like a Big Man… while also setting him up as Serenity's prize.

It was a pity that Edwin had sealed away her soul. Aiden had been making plans for her…

But with the Winners? Well, the normal buttons weren't there. No greed. No lust. No rage. He would have compared them to babies but even babies got frustrated or hungry. The Winners… they seemed to exist in a sort of weird fog of life being amazing and wonderful and thus they didn't really need to think of anything. Which would have made them easy fodder for him to simply crush under his heel but he knew there were those in heaven that could smack him down if he tried too much and as such he needed to be… careful. Cunning. Build up his power base, just like he had on Earth.

It had been bothering him how to do that but now, after the last few weeks of observing them… he was pretty sure he'd finally found the right pressure point.

"Well," Aiden said as casually as he could, "you all know what Charlotte has been teaching you right? How to be evil so that we can all escape here and go down to Hell?" In his mind he added, 'And she's being needlessly complex about it. Just bang a grandmother in front of her grandkids… I suppose if you wanted to really ensure it happens you could sell her a reverse mortgage…' He shook his head and continued on. "So… what do you think her reaction will be if you guys are all happy and complimentary about her interview?"

He forced himself not to smirk as he slowly saw the lights come on in those thick skulls of theirs.

"She… won't like it," Devil Dust slowly said.

"Exactly! She preaches that you should focus on yourself, not others! That you need to be selfish and greedy! And I know, I know, that is hard for all of you to do. But we can start small. So… let's begin with not complimenting Charlotte on her interview."

"But… she did a good job," Niffty said.

Actually she had been horseshit but that didn't matter. "We aren't going to insult her," he said, working the placate them. "We are just going to not go out of our way to celebrate. No… throwing a party. No rushing her when she gets back. We all do things WE enjoy. If she brings it up be as… non-committal as you can. Dial it back. It was good, not great. Fine, not wonderful."

"I don't know," Alastor said as he fiddled with his cane. "It seems like that might hurt her feelings if we aren't supportive of her."

"What better way to be supportive of Charlie than to show her that you are listening to her and following her lessons?" Aiden pressed.

"…I mean, if she does seem upset we can drop it, right?" Husker asked.

"Exactly," he purred.

The angels began to discuss how they were going to go about ignoring Charlotte, allowing him and Vaggie to slip out.

"That was… rather evil," Vaggie murmured.

"Charlotte is the problem here, baby," Aiden said as he wrapped an arm around her, guiding her to one of the balconies that looked out upon Heaven. "Lucifer and Lilith aren't a threat… Charlotte is. She is the one that is rocking the boat. And while no one wants to admit it because Heaven is too nice… no one wants the status quo to change. They like it to remain because change is scary. So… the two that take down Charlotte and get things back to normal?" He chuckled. "Oh, they will be WORSHIPPED.

"Charlotte might act like she wants everyone to be evil but she wants their love all the same. It is going to drive her mad that her little projects are ignoring her. And even more so when she realizes that someone like me is doing a better job than her in getting them to act as she wants. Her ego won't be able to handle that. But she will stew in her outrage, knowing that if she just comes out and attacks me it will look bad… until she just snaps."

"That is putting a target on your back," Vaggie pointed out.

"I know, you silly bitch," Aiden said sweetly. "And I'll be ready." He let out a content sigh.

Finally… finally things were going his way-

Something small collided with his leg, nearly making him stumble.

Looking down Aiden tilted his head in confusion.

There was a bipedal kitty cat hugging his legs.

She had a mix of light blonds and dark browns in her fur, with large narrow ears that stuck straight up from her head. She was utterly fluffy looking and stared up at Aiden with big bright eyes. She was wearing a pair of jeans and a hoodie that had a three headed golden dragon on it, the words 'I HEART GHIDORAH' emblazed upon it.

"Hi!" she chirped. "I'm Aria! We're family now! Let's kill things!"

"…Dafaq?" Aiden managed to get out.

~MC~MC~MC~

"Hi, I'm Tom Sellick. I'd like to talk to you about reverse mortgages…"