mmm-fuji - Tumblr blog

mmm-fuji · 1 year ago

Text

Talk to Me

Chapter 4

Lucifer x Fem Fallen Angel Reader Word Count: 5.1k CW: Angst, trauma, trust building, slow burn, enemies to lovers(ish?), lies, curiosity Guess who is finally gonna talk to each otherrrr?

|Chapter 3|Chapter 4|Chapter 5 in Progress

As happy as you were to be back at the nice new hotel, with nice new rooms, and nice new… friends(?), that didn’t mean that there was still a lot that you were trying to get used to. A lot that still felt overwhelming.

You had gone to sleep that night feeling ready to take on getting to know the others in the hotel, even briefly said hi to a couple of them, Angel, Husk, Cherri, and Niffty. But the next morning you woke up in a panicked cold sweat, and the tightened feeling in your chest about being around sinners.

You stayed into your room for a couple days, only sneaking out to get food.

You spent much of that time moving between freaking out and trying to figure out what to do to help other sinners. You just wish you had someone to talk it out with.

As if to a sort of answer to your prayers, Charlie knocked on your door. You slowly opened the door before giving her a panicked hug. She held you close and stroked your hair.

“Charlie, I’m so sorry I have not left my room… I’ve been meaning… trying to… but… I’m still so overwhelmed… I know that no one here will cause me harm… but I can’t help but think…”

Charlie shushed you as she held you, “Hey, it’s ok. I’m not upset, don’t worry. I know that I am wanting to encourage you but also not push you too far… I’ve made that mistake before… what do you feel like you need from me?” You thought, you’d never been asked that before. You think you would usually be the one asking Emily that in the past.

“Well… talking helps…”

Charlie smiled and moved further into the room with you, closing the door, sat on your bed and patted next to her “Tell me what is on your mind.”

You went to go sit by her and sighed, “I… I don’t know… I guess the first thing is… other sinners scare me… I don’t know what to do.”

Charlie thought, “Well… other sinners can be scary, but they can also be nice too. You never know what it is that made someone come to hell. I’ve always had the thought that sinners might not always be bad people.”

You gave Charlie a confused look.

Charlie thought again, “Ok uhh… let’s take Angel Dust for example. He’s a porn star. Why do you think he became a porn star?”

You shrugged, “Because he was a pornstar on Earth?”

Charlie shook her head, “Not the case actually. What would you say if you knew he grew up on Earth in the Mafia, with no way to escape, and spent most of his energy protecting his little sister?”

“That’s… huh…well being in the Mafia is bad… but if he was trapped in it… and he was protecting his sister… then that’s good…”

“He also is protective of others here at the hotel,” Charlie added, “He is almost like an older brother to Niffty.”

You thought for a minute about this, “But… how did he end up here… as a porn star?”

Charlie shrugged, “Lots of people end up here and get pulled into the… errr rough culture of Hell. Somehow he found his way to Valentino, the Overlord of the Porn Industry, and they made a contract.”

“And the cycle continues all over again,” you realize.

“Exactly,” Charlie added.

“And he is back repeating the same mistakes, because that’s what he needed to do to survive on earth,” you perk up more.

“Yes,” Charlie adds with more excitement.

“And… if he is becoming more good at the hotel… or doing more good things… it’s because…”

“Because he has a community to help him learn that there is more outside of that place of survival. That he can have support that isn’t abusive. Support that is kind and helps him find what he wants without being evil.” Charlie added.

You felt like your brain exploded. People weren’t just bad to be bad, some people were bad because of the community around them. Your heart broke.

“Some people on earth…” you start to choke on some tears, looking at Charlie “Some people on earth… had no chance of being good in their lifetime, did they? Not because they didn’t want to, but because they did not know how? Because they were not in a life where they were able to be around good people? They were trying to be the best they could in a bad environment?”

Charlie nodded, “Exactly.”

Tears streamed down your face, his realization made you so sad and so angry. So it was not just that people chose to be good or bad? Was there a gray area in the middle?

Charlie rubbed your back as you cried. She was… surprised by your response. She would hoped it would click, but something about this made you so upset. Questioning things? She was intrigued at the thought that this was not something that was understood by all sinners, but she guessed that everyone was different in their understanding. Everyone on earth experienced such vastly different things, it was hard to consider any sort of “standard” to the human experience.

Your tears soon settled, and you continued to look onto the floor, “I want to understand more… I want to.. to hear people’s experiences more… see more of this in action. But how would I do that?”

Charlie thought, “You could… just offer people a space to talk! Like… just saying you will be there to listen? Maybe talk them through some ideas if they want that?”

You thought and nodded, “Ya… that might work, but how would I get people to want to talk to me?”

Charlie stood up and started to pace around the room as she thought, “Well… I could encourage it as part of the hotel curriculum. Maybe they can get out of other activities occasional if they talk with you. Ultimately, them talking to you would need to be for their benefit though. Not just for you learning… Hmm…” Charlie continued to pace.

“Well… I think I would have to promise not to share anything outside of that conversation with anyone,” you added.

“Right! Hmm… we might want to be careful with that though,” Charlie said, “I don’t want anyone to abuse that. Like say if someone told you about something where they want to harm someone else or the hotel? I think you wouldn’t be able to keep that secret.”

“Oh ya, good point,” that though made you a little nervous, but you had to be prepared for anything, “I would just have to tell people the rules at the beginning.”

“That sounds good.”

“Ok… I can work with that… I think I with want to brainstorm for a little while more before starting anything.”

“Totally!” Charlie perked, “It sounds like an amazing idea that we can run the idea past the others. But for this to work, it would help if you started to come out and interact with them some more, what do you say?” Charlie held out a hand.

You looked at her hand and smiled, you knew she was right. You took her hand and followed her downstairs.

You took the rest of the evening and the next few days getting to know Vaggie, Angel Dust, Husk, Niffty, Cherri, and Alastor more. Though Alastor didn’t share much about himself other than the general vibe that he was powerful and scary. But overall the others did not make you feel bad about needing some time to get used to Hell, many of them had died a long time ago but they all remembered it being hard, even though they all varied in how much they accepted their placement in Hell.

Several days later, Charlie brought up the idea of your “Talk Time” with the other members of the hotel, and they were given time to talk through their worries or concerns.

“How do you know you ain’t gonna move to conversation to what you want? How do you know you ain’t gonna judge us?” Angel asked.

“Hmm… everything in that room is about you and your story. I want to learn more and support you guys. And if you ever do feel that way, you can tell me. I’m not forcing anyone to be there, I’m there if you want to talk some someone,” you responded, “Anything you tell me, I’m gonna do everything I can to meet it with curiously, not judgement. I’m not gonna be perfect, but I wanna try.”

“How do you know you are actually going to keep our secrets? What stops you from just blabbing them to all of Hell?” Husk asked.

You thought about that, and you looked at Charlie and Vaggie. You knew there was a certain type of silence spell that was sometimes used in Heaven, mostly for people on themselves so that they would not accidental spill secrets. It’s a spell that Adam should have used when it came to the exterminations, but his pride got in the way and he didn’t. You were curious if either of them had magic like that.

“Do either of you have magic that can cause a sort of silencing spell? One that could force me to not be able to talk about certain things?”

Charlie and Vaggie looked at each other and thought. Alastor in the corner of the room gripped his cane, thinking of the magic threads that kept his own secrets locked away.

Vaggie thought of the same angelic seal that you had, she found it cruel though, but she understood the reason here. Part of her was curious about how you had thought of that so quickly, but now was not the time to dive into that.

“I do”, she said “It binds you to keeping secrets within specified parameters, like if it were to be like “You are are bound to keep the secrets of Charolette Morningstar, so long as keeping the secret would not cause harm to others.”” Or something.”

You nodded, that sounded right, “Can we try it so everyone can see?”

Vaggie nodded and began the spell, saying it the same thing she had said before, then she prompted Charlie to tell you a small secret. Charlie came up and in your ear whispered “I accidentally used Vaggie’s toothbrush one time before we were officially dating and I’ve never told her and I feel really bad about it.” You wanted to laugh because it was such an innocent secret, but your face remained neutral.

You turned to the group and attempted to say the secret but all that happened was your lips sealed shut and a red X marked over your mouth, silencing you for a moment before disappearing. You tried it again, and the red X appeared. You looked out to the group.

“Any further questions or concerns?” You ask the group.

“Will that happen for anything we tell you?” Niffty added.

Vaggie answered, “I can set it just so it happens involving information said when you are in her room, this will also incentivize you all to only talk to her about heavy stuff during times you meet with her, so that you aren’t just randomly coming up to her. Got it?”

The rest of the group nodded.

“How long will we have to talk to ya for?” Angel asked.

You shrugged, “As long as you like I guess, but I might have to cap it at some point. We will workshop it and see how it goes. I’m gonna start offering it a couple days a week and then I’ll increase time as I feel ready for it.”

That seemed to be the end of the questions for now. There was always room for more questions.

You started your open office hours the next day, your door was open and you were just hanging out in your room. No one came in for most of the day, but closer to the end of the day, Angel came walking in.

“Hey,” Angel said in the doorway.

“Hey! You wanna come chat?” You ask.

“Not really, but yes… but Husk said it might be a good idea, let’s get Vaggie going with that silence spell though,” Angel added. You called for Vaggie, she set the spell, and then you and Angel were alone to talk.

Angel sat in silence for a few minutes, thinking. He sighed, “I talk ‘bout my shit all the time but I don’t know where ta even start ‘ere” he buries his face in his hands.

You thought a moment, “How about today? Is there something that is bothering you today? You said Husk told you to come up here.”

Angel sighed, “Alright, buckle in toots.” Angel started by telling you about his boss, Valentino, being an absolute monster to him. You asked some questions and Angel went back into the details of how he ended up on the end of Val’s chain. How he had arrived to Hell much like you did, scared and alone, although he figured some of his family was down here, but he didn’t want much to do with them. There was no hotel then, and all he knew was finding someone in power to protect him.

He got a job in Val’s company since he knew sex and acting were things he could do, and he quickly gained the favor of Val. But Val didn’t just like him, he was obsessed with him, Angel had to live with him and be on call basically 24/7 for shoots and for Val personally. Protection didn’t matter if it wasn’t protecting him from the biggest threat in his life, which had become Val himself. But he was trapped, he learned about the hotel and got set up over here. The hotel was the only remotely safe place he had now and he was thankful for that. He then went quiet.

“I understan-“ you started to say.

“No! No you don’t! No one does. Don’t hit me with that crap, I get it all the time,” Angel snarked as he crossed his arms.

You wanted to snap at him but you took a breath, remembering this isn’t about you, that’s probably his pain.

“You’re right,” you said. He looked up at you with surprise and confusion, “You’re totally right, I’m sorry, I don’t… I guess I mean… I see your pain, I hear your suffering… I see you Angel. You just wanna be safe.”

He stared at you a moment and nodded “Ya.”

“And you want to have people around you that will want to protect you?”

He nodded again, his arms going more slack, “Ya.”

“And if you took part in the battle with Heaven, I’m gonna guess you have found that here, and you wanna protect them, too. Right?”

He nods, fighting the tears that welled in his eyes, “Heh… I’m glad you got that silence spell, wouldn’t want everyone to know how mushy I am.”

You shrugged “I think many of them would appreciate it, but that is up to you.”

Angel smiled “So uhh… let me know when ya office is open again. Kay? This… didn’t completely suck.”

You smiled, and walked him to the door. Once he left you closed the door and sighed, that was a lot, but it was good. You didn’t have long before there was a knock on your door.

You opened the door to see a short young man with short slicked back blond hair, a sharp smile, and button up and a suit vest, there were red dots on his checks like Charlie, did she have a brother?

“Hiya! Haha, I apologize for the intrusion, I hope I didn’t startle you. I was in the neighbor and came to say hi to Charlie and she said you were taking times for people to come and just chat with you so I thought I would came say hi!”

“Oh! Well wonderful, and… you are?” You asked.

“I’m sorry, weird are my manners, I’m Lucifer!” he said sticking out a hand.

You were suddenly full of fear and took a step back, “Lucifer…” You felt yourself trip and start to fall backwards. You anticipate hitting the floor but you stop just short as Lucifer catches you, a worried look on his face. Time feels like it slows for a second as he holds you up and you look at each other. He quickly sets you down and takes a step back.

“I’m so sorry… I really didn’t mean to scare you… I promise I just wanted to come say hi. Connect the face to the name. (Y/fn), right? Charlie mentioned you. And I wanted to give you this!” He pulls out a simple rubber duck.

You were just looking him up and down, trying to make sense of the image in front of you, and then the rubber duck. This soft and small person was the terrifying Lucifer? Why did he have a rubber duck?

“Yes that’s me. Wait. You are Lucifer?” You asked.

Lucifer nodded, “The one and only!”

You blinked and thought more, “But… you’re not scary? Do you make yourself not look scary?”

Lucifer looked at himself and chuckled “No this is how I normally look, I actually have to try to make myself look scary.”

“So you can be scary?”

Lucifer shrugged, “Yes, but I don’t like to. I’m guessing they still draw me as big and muscular with horns and fire and all of that on Earth?”

You thought back to the few depictions you had seen of Lucifer around Heaven, each one a more terrifying depiction from the last, and you made a face. “You could say that, lots of goat and snake like monsters.”

Lucifer rolled his eyes, “Eh. Of course. I can look like elements of that, but half the time I swear they are just drawing Satan and slapping my name on him. He’s like a big goat man, Sin or Wrath. He runs the Wrath ring downstairs.” He set down the rubber duck on the table next to the door. “Anyways, I just wanted to thank you for joining Charlie’s hotel. We weren’t sure we were going to get more after the extermination news. How did you find us?”

Damn you needed a good excuse, what was the one you had told Charlie the other day? You started to stand back up as you responded. “I uhh… heard something about it from the group of sinners that… beat me up. Not in a positive way but I thought I would check it out. I’m glad I did, Charlie has been so kind to me.”

Lucifer frowned, “I’m sorry to hear about your attack but I’m glad that you have found comfort with my daughter. She has such a gentle heart.” He smiled as he thought about his daughter.

You watched his eyes shine as he talked about her. Seriously, who was this guy? This gentle and kind person was the most hated being in all of creation? This was the man whose name was akin to a cursed word in the heavens. The longer you were here, the less sense things were making, and the more angry it made you.

Lucifer looked at you and noticed the grimace on your face, “Uhh… everything ok?”

You snapped back to the present and realized how twisted in frustration your face was. “Uhh… ya! I just… still have some pain I’m dealing with. Nothing to worry about.”

Lucifer looked at the light wrap on your arm and opposing leg, no longer full casts but a little wrap, “May I take a look?”

You hesitated, and he sensed it. “I wouldn’t hurt you. Some angels just have healing powers, I just want to see if your bones settled the right way.”

You paused, and then offered your arm “No cuts please.”

Lucifer nodded, “No cuts.” He walked forward and took your forearm in both hands and closed his eyes, focusing in on your bones. He could sense that this one was healing correctly, but he let out some power and finished up the healing process.

You were so nervous to be this close to him, but something about his soft touch was so disarming. He was warm and gentle. The light startled you, but then a wave of relief came over your arm. His hands slipped away and you tried moving it. It was good as new! You beamed a smile looking at it.

Lucifer smiled seeing you ease up a little around him. “Want me to do your leg next?” You looked at him and nodded.

You sat on the bed, and he knelt down to take your lower leg in his hands, closing his eyes again. This time you looked more over his features as he turned into your injury, your curiosity over him was just eating at you. And even more so… they did he almost feel familiar?

“Hmm,” he hummed. “Were you walking on this injury?”

“Uhh… ya, why?” You responded. “Why? Is something wrong?”

He looked up at you, “The bones are not healing correctly in line, that is probably what is causing more pain here.”

“That’s not good… is there a way to fix it?”

“There is… but I would have to separate the bones again to be able to heal them back in the right place. You wouldn’t feel pain but it’s not pleasant. It will feel better after that though,” he said looking into your eyes.

You grabbed at your shoulder, remembering the break of your wing. You swallowed hard, could you trust the devil?

You nodded.

He nodded, set his hands in place, and prepared you, his magic beginning to glow again. Before you knew it, there was a quick pop and then a cooling sensation of healing again. You both exhaled and then smiled at each other.

You stood up and tested your leg, you could put your weight on it without pain again! You spun around and smiled.

Lucifer smiled again, warmth filling his heart as we felt like he was actually able to do something nice for you. Filling some sense of an unpaid debt of some kind.

“I’m glad you are feeling better, anything else? I noticed you grabbed your shoulder, I could-“

“No!” You stopped your dance and held your shoulder away. Lucifer pulled back with a look of worry on his face.

“I mean… I’m sorry, it’s nothing. An old injury from… my old life. Nothing something that is actually there. Just something I think of,” you looked over the worry and pain on his face. “Shit… I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to yell…”

“No it’s ok, haha, I get it, old pains from a past life and all…” Lucifer thought off, thinking of the fall.

You looked over his face again, there was something so deep about his pain, it intrigued you. It was funny how little you had known about pain as a concept just a month ago, but now, your hunger for learning about it was unmatched. You couldn’t understand what made people actually good until you realized that also made them bad, and pain and suffering seems to be a big factor. Looking at the harbinger of pain and suffering himself, it made you so curious as to what started it all.

“Hey,” you said, Lucifer looked up at you. “My… my talk times are available for everyone at the hotel, so… that includes you. If you ever want to talk about things that have happened to you… my door is open. Just… maybe not today. My last appointment was uhh… a lot. With-“ you tried to say Angel’s name but your mouth sealed shut and a red X appeared over your mouth.

Lucifer was startled by the angelic red X that he remembers seeing on the elders sometimes in the past. After a moment the X disappeared

“Sorry, silence spell. I forgot I can’t even say the name of who I last talked to. Vaggie helped me set it up,” you rubbed your mouth, that feeling was not pleasant.

“Oh interesting, so you have parameters set to not share what people let you during the talk time?” Lucifer asked. You nodded. He thought and then smiled.

“Alright, I’ll come talk to you. I’ll see you in a few days then.” He gave you a wink and then wished you goodbye before teleporting downstairs to grab his hat and coat, and saying goodbye to the others before teleporting back home.

You sighed and flopped on your bed after Lucifer left. You had met the King of Hell and lived to tell the tale. He was so unlike anything you expected. You were still a little wary of him, but the way you didn’t sense a single bit of malice or trickery about him. Just… kindness and…sadness… lots of sadness… He felt so much like Charlie, but also… not.

You thought again to the look in his eyes, the gentle way he talked about healed you, especially your leg, he could have just snapped it and healed it, but he took the time to talk you through it. You actually thought to keep that in might when talking to people, you could probably approach conversations like that.

But beyond that, he, like his daughter, respected when you said no to him looking at your shoulder. He wasn’t just searching to make you “perfect” he wanted you to have a say in things. That felt so unusual, that was something you had very little of in Heaven.

Then there was the biggest part that bothered you. Why did he feel familiar? Vaggie you could understand, she could have been a face in the crowd of Heaven that you just didn’t pick up on and she slipped your memory in the years since she was kicked from the service of Heaven. But how could Lucifer feel familiar? He fell before you were created. Had you met at another point still?

You remembered the day you came into being, your eyes opening and Sera welcoming you, explaining your role, and being introduced to Emily.

Emily… your heart hurt to think of her, your closest… friend. Tears welled up in your eyes. How you missed her. You wished she was ok. You wondering if she thought of you. If she still suffered. Or if she had just forgotten you at this point and moved on.

You shook your head, no, Emily was not like that, she wouldn’t forget you after almost 10,000 years of friendship.

You sighed and rolled onto your side, your eyes caught sight of the rubber duck Lucifer had left. You smiled. What a curious thing, and what a curious man. You floated the duck over to you and looked at it as you laid there. You realized you never thanked him for the gift. How rude of you. You would have to remedy that next time you talked with him. You smiled at the thought as you drifted to sleep.

—————————————————————-------------------------------

Lucifer returned home and flopped on his bed again, a swirl of emotions mixed up in his stomach. On the one hand he was grateful for another pleasant visit to the hotel, and a chance to meet and interact with you. On the other… there were some things he just couldn’t wrap his head around.

On the more positive end, he was glad the you seemed like a kind sinner, which also confused him, because kind and sinner should not mix, but he also didn’t even know what the threshold was for people ending up here anyway. He knew from getting to know the other sinners at that hotel that some people just had a rough exterior, but you didn’t even seem to have that. Your biggest thing seemed to be that you were very afraid of him.

He had hoped that by the end of your conversation he had put you a little more at ease. He thought that maybe you had grown up in a cult or something, that would explain many of the behaviors. Growing up with an idea of a deity that should be feared above all else or else the “monstrous devil” would steal their soul.

Pfft. As if. He had better things to do than deal in the trading of mortal souls.

Anyways, ya that was probably the case. He was just glad that you were feeling better about your limbs and you offering some of your time to talk with him. He almost found it amusing to think about talking to a mortal about his problems. As if they could even comprehend it. But it would be nice to talk to some things outside of Charlie and his rubber ducks, although the ducks were great listeners.

The things that bothered him about his visit were… interesting. The more simple part was your reaction to him looking at your shoulder. He understood the idea of an old injury but… that reaction didn’t pan out with an old one, but a new one. A traumatizing one. You hadn’t been here for long, so what could have happened to have caused such a reaction? One that you didn’t want touched or healed if it was as fresh as your other injuries? Or was it even fresher? Had a rogue exorcist gotten to you? There was no way of telling. Maybe once he had built up more trust with her, he would have more of a chance to get that question answered.

Then there was the bigger reason for his discomfort, why did you feel familiar to him, and why did you feel off to him? He had only recently started interacting with sinners and you were new to Hell, so that couldn’t be it. Maybe he had seen you in the past when he had taken a trip to Earth before with… ugh, maybe? That also seemed like a stretch. Maybe you just reminded him from someone, that was probably it. Someone from a long time ago maybe?

Curse this depression brain fog, it made trying to remember anything impossible. What was your name again? (Y/fn)? That didn’t ring any bells, so you must have just reminded him of someone, it was gonna drive him crazy.

Oh well, for now that would just have to remain a mystery for another day.

______________________________________________________________

As always, let me know if you want added to the taglist! If you don't get the notification check your tag settings and permissions!

@sapphireravensworld @cimadreamer @froggybich @randomstranger703 @tiredlillypad @melday0105 @btsgangleader @hawke1917 @gbshdhd @pandaquick @littleladydemon @wonderlandangelsposts @hulyenl @willow404 @cherry-4200 @b4ts1e @stormz369 @hobbylobbyy @whaatttlaufey @fandomgoddes05 @rebecca-hvnstn @aquaamethyst96 @mcueveryday @lonelynmisunderstood @glowinthedarkbones1150 @invader-link @cozyras @mmm-fuji @backinthefkingbuildingagain @wobblesthewaffle @glowymxxn @kmfoxtail546

128 notes · View notes

mmm-fuji · 1 year ago

Text

"Please Me."

The demon brothers react to F!MC's spicy commands

"A good way to understand exactly how much power your pact has is to make demands they would usually not expect." Solomon explained.

"What if it's against their moral code? Something they genuinely don't want to do?" You asked. "It would be wrong to ask such things, wouldn't it?"

Solomon nodded in approval. "Indeed. That is why it's important to understand and know the demon well before using the pacts."

"Hmm...well I do have an idea about what to ask them to do. They would never do it on their own accord but... I don't think they'd mind if I asked." You said, your cheeks tinted red at your own intentions.

Solomon smirked. "Do remember that this is your assignment by me. Whatever you're planning I expect to hear it in detail. And I'll know if you're lying, okay?"

Back at the house, you seek out the one you want to test it on. "Come to my room." You said, taking them by the hand.

You took your seat on the edge of the bed. "Down. On the floor." You wagged your finger and down he went on his knees, looking up at you with suspicion.

Just for the sake of context, you undid the first few buttons on your uniform shirt. "I command you...to please me."

Lucifer

His eyes went wide for only a second before he took a bow and let his hands undo your belt. He was turned on by your sheer audacity - the way you so shamelessly disrupted his work...for this.

You want pleasure? He'll drown you in it.

He forced the belt off you and pulled down your skirt and panties in with one swift motion. You gripped your sheets in anticipation.

"Raise your arms, MC. I need to take that off." He tugged on the front of your bra.

"Okay..." You couldn't look into the intense red in his eyes. You already knew what was coming didn't you? You raised your arms shakily.

He pulled your top off and stared at you for a while, his cheeks flushing red. He swooped down for a kiss, while his hands unclasped your bra and pulled it off.

And now sat there, stark naked while he feasted on your body with his eyes. He tightened his jaw, gripping your waist. "Look forward to having your expectations exceeded...master."

Mammon

His eyes almost popped out of their sockets. His face grew red hot within seconds but your command kept him stuck in one place.

"WHAT?!"

"You heard me, Mammon."

Your sultry, inviting eyes weren't helping him at all. He gripped his knees to stop himself from falling over.

His hands ached and twitched to rip your clothes straightaway. But his mind was baffled by this turn of events. He was drinking you in with his stare.

"You need a little more encouragement, do you? Fine then. I'm a good master after all." You smiled before lifting your skirt hem with the tips of your fingers, exposing your thighs to him.

And that was it. Mammon went feral. Gripping, licking and biting at your sensitive skin so intensely you had to grab his head by the fistful.

"S-slow down, Mammon!" You squealed as he pulled away your panties and ripped off his own shirt.

"I'm just following your commands, human. So lift your legs over my shoulders already."

Leviathan

Levi let out a scream which he then subdued with his own hands. He didnt want to alert his brothers. He didn't want to them to see you...like this.

Fuck. It almost feels like he's trapped in a hentai.

"M-MC what are you saying all of s-sudden...I can't.. I can't...move away..."

Levi wanted to make a dash for it but here he was at your feet. You rubbed your thighs together for nonchalant emphasis.

"What a bad demon you are. Trying to disobey your master like this? Should I never come to you again?" You let your feet rest on his thighs.

"N-No! No anything but that, please! I'll obey!" Levi whimpered, sensitive to the touch. He grabbed your feet and held them to his chest. He was almost begging you to step on him.

You tilted your head to the side and waited for him to make his move. His hands inched upwards on you until they rested on your breasts and squeezed.

"Is..is this okay?" He asked, unsure. Your red cheeks and nodding was enough for him. He pushed all the fabric aside at once and put his mouth on your sensitive nubs, sucking hard like his life depended on it.

Satan

He was caught off-guard. Almost falling backward from the whiplash. But he was just as quick to recover.

"Are you quite sure you can handle it, MC?" He stared at you, solemn and serious. "Because I happen to be in one of my moods today."

Your body trembled at the implications. But you braved on, excited. He noticed and smirked.

"Hands up, MC." He undid his bowtie.

You did as he asked. He held bound your wrists together, so pretty with the bow. Wait, weren't you supposed to be ordering him around?

"Satan, wait, you can't- mmphh!" He silenced you, slipping his tongue through your open lips.

"I can't? But I just did... kitten." He let out a laugh before he ripped your shirt off you. You yelped at the sudden coolness of air touching your skin. He pressed warm, teasing kisses down youer jaw and neck down to your belly.

"We'll have to get you a new one. Have fun explaining what happened here, MC."

Asmodeus

He had never been more excited. He was going to burst from pleasure simply at the amount of lust filling your eyes right now.

"Where do you want me to start? How would like me, darling? Tender? Rough? I'm all yours..."

He was already getting handsy with his hands snaking under your skirt and pulling down your panties off your legs.

"Hmm I'd like to torment you, Asmo." You smirked. His jaw fell open at your boldness.

"Tie your hands with this. Make it tight." You tossed him your tie.

Within a few quick movements he was done. You smiled. "Good boy. Now open your mouth." You pulled out one of his ribbons and stuffed it into his mouth, gagging him.

He mumbled your name in confusion. You wordllessly unzipped his pants letting his member spring free.

"Now sit there and keep your eyes on me." You undressed completely. "I want to see if you're dirty enough to cum just by looking." Asmo was already erect at that.

Asmo almost toppled over, moaning endlessly, struggling against his binds, as you pleasured yourself in front of him.

Beelzebub

His eyes grew darker in subtle arousal. He simply nodded and proceeded to take off his own shirt.

J-just like that? No questions?

You blushed at his prompt response. And hot body of course. You were honestly intimidated.

"It'll be better if you laid down, MC." He gently laid you back in bed. He undid your skirt and pulled it off quietly.

You squeezed your thighs, squirming under his simple yet intense gaze. "Beel..."

"I'll be gentle." He said, holding your legs and slowly pushing himself between them. You could feel him big and bulging through his pants, rubbing against your panties.

How many times had he done this before? How were his movements so sure?

"Ah Beel!" You moaned as he bent down, placing wet kisses down your chest. He stopped at your panties and then proceeded to lick you through the thin fabric

"I love your taste, MC." He said as he pushed the fabric aside and thrust his tongue inside.

Belphegor

"Alright. Hop on." Belphie sat himself down on the floor completely and beckoned to you.

"Hop where?" You asked lowering yourself to the floor. Belphie pulled you into his lap with a sharp tug on your arms.

That was...quick.

"You look even better up close." He muttered grabbing you by the waist and pushing you closer into him.

"You aren't too bad either." You chuckled as he stripped your shirt off you. He shut you up with a kiss.

"Mhmmmh- " You couldn't say another word as he deepened it further. He tasted sweet before his lips left your mouth and he started undoing his own pants.

He started out soft and then went rougher than your ever had. You were his for tonight and he made sure you knew that.

4K notes · View notes

mmm-fuji · 1 year ago

Text

Hidden Desires : Part 1

GN! MC × All Characters Headcanons

Taglist: @midnightecko @kyosys @sirspin @t-misaki @the-devilskid @bakarinnie @wearealwayswatching @jusylucy @kadythethief @obeythebutler @ikevampharem @iam-miss-y @miss-kiabelle @reveltica

Intro

"To the fucking Brothel?! What makes you MC is here of all places?!" Mammon blushed red even at the thought of it.

"MC was just asking me about them two days ago! Especially the magical ones. I brushed it off as mere curiousity at first but now! Why not just come to me!?" Asmo groaned.

"This isn't like MC, did someone force them to come here?" Beel looked worried. And he was sweating much more than usual.

"Some humans have certain needs, you know. Sexual needs that we're mostly shy about. We can't always help it" Solomon shrugged keeping pace with the rest of them.

"Simeon you can leave if it makes you uncomfortable." Lucifer glanced at the tense looking angel.

Simeon, startled by the sound of his name, shook his head. "I just didn't expect this turn of events. That's all." In reality his imagination was running wild and his pants had gotten awful tight at the crotch.

"The Dreamshift Brothel..." Belphie halted in front of the door with the big neon sign. "Are you sure this is where MC is?" Asmo nodded.

"Shapeshifting incubi...for MC to come to them, is there some particular person MC desired?" Satan felt a dull rush of blood creeping onto his face.

"You think...it could be...it could be one of us?!!" Levi said eyes wide and twitchy. He pinched his nose shut before it bled. What if...just what if it was him...?

"Well enough waiting around, let's get in and find MC." Diavolo said, "Go straight in, I'll handle the front desk. Barbatos help them search."

"Yes Young Master. The shapeshifters who are delicate enough to tend to humans are in the upper floors. Please meet us there." Barbatos said before leaving.

_________________________________

"Mmnhh..." You clamped your hand over your mouth. You were ashamed of how indecent you sounded.

The incubi was a perfect copy. You blushed deep red while he pressed kisses down your neck and chest. So this is how he'would have done it?

And now he was stripping you further. His hands already against your crotch, pressing into you, stroking you where it you felt it best. There were small bruises and bite marks where he'd nipped at your skin.

But the best part was the way he whispered your name. In the voice of the person you desired most. You threw your head back and yelped as he called your name again.

"MC!"

But this voice didn't come from him. It came from elsewhere. And you opened your eyes, realizing in horror as he stood at the forcibly opened door. The real him. And in a panic all you can do is yell his name.

(Part 1: The Avatars of Sin)

"Lucifer!?"

Lucifer didn't believe what he saw. It you and ...him. His hair messy and his shirt unbuttoned and unruly. Much like yours.

He stood there for a while watching your legs squirm and you struggle to pull yourself together. But he had already seen too much.

The incubus was smirking at him. As if to mock him. Whether it was the newfound lust for this version of you, or his wounded pride of having a cheap copy of him touch you - he gritted his teeth, throwing his long coat to cover you.

"You there, are there any free rooms in here?" He asked the unfazed Incubus. He had returned to his true state and chuckling.

"That impatient to punish this little human are you? Well of course we do. Go to the room right below this."

"Lucifer wait...I can, I can explain!" But you were already being dragged out of the room and downstairs.

"Mammon, tell the others I found MC. Go home, I'll bring em home later. Don't argue right now, and go or else." Lucifer said into his phone before pulling you into the new room.

"All you had to do was ask MC." His fingers played on your crooked shirt collar. "Now would you like to take it off yourself? Cause I'd much rather take it off myself."

"You ...you what? No I couldn't possibly-"

"I understand you have certain needs that fulfilling. I'd much rather you came to me instead of...all this nonsense. Now should I take it off or no?"

You only had to nod lightly before he pried it off you. "Lucifer!" And the next thing you knew his lips were on yours, his hands tracing over wherever that disgusting incubus touch you.

"What? The real me isn't too much for you is it?" He smirked. "I can't have demons go around telling stories of how the human has suddenly gotten a thing for incubi. So I'd much rather prefer this understood, MC?" He nipped at your shoulder, making you straddle him.

But that was only an excuse. You could tell by the overgrown bulge he was grinding you on.

"Mammon?!"

"What the fuck do ya think your doing?! Get your hands off the human!" Mammon screamed before he could register what he saw. It was like something out of his wildest dreams.

His own face towering over yours, his own lips on yours, hands intertwined so tight, even your bare bodies pressed tight.

And yet he could feel none of it. It was another demon. How dare he? How fucking dare he? "You tricked them didn't you?! You turned yourself into me to get my human!! I'll kill ya, ya little-"

"Mammon wait no! It wasn't like that!"

"Relax Mammon, your little human is the one who asked me for this. Noone forced them. You should be happy." The incubus laughed.

"Fucking creep. MC come on we're going home." He hurriedly fixed you up, his hands shaking wherever it touched your skin. And then yanked you out.

"I can't believe this. I can't believe ya MC!" Mammon gritted his teeth, dragging you out. You kept quiet, not knowing what to say.

Asmo ran into you on the way out. "Oh Mammon, you found them! MC darling you-"

"Not now Asmo. I need to get them home first. Tell the others after we leave." Mammon said strernly. Asmo hadn't seen his older brother this angry.

Once you were home, he entered your room and locked the door. You sat there trembling on the bed. "Mammon I... I'm..."

"WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST COME TO ME?! I'm your protector ain't I?! I'm the one who's in charge of taking care of you - so...so your needs are also my problem. And I don't mind taking care of them! Get that?!" He wanted to be confident, he really did. But his tomato face wasn't working for him.

"...."

"So...do you want it now or later?! Cause I'm not letting you go to anyone else!" He said, putting an arm on either side of you. With the heat pooling between your legs, you couldn't wait any longer anyway.

"Now... now please, Mammon." You said, leaning forward towards him. And that was all it took to break his sanity. With a growl he was on top of you, pulling off your clothes. All shame had left his body, all he wanted was you. All of you.

"Damnit. Damnit MC, you better not ever say that to anyone else. God you're too fucking cute." Mammon said, shrugging off his jacket before he started undoing his belt.

"Mammon.. wait- ahhh!" You yelped as he groped at your chest and nipped at your nipple, wrapping his tongue around it.

"You can't say things like that and expect me to wait. Besides you're all already perked up aren't you?" He grinned before he unzipped his pants.

"Levi?!"

Levi was seconds away from a heart attack. The scene before him was something so perverse he wouldn't even dare imagine it.

It was his demon form. And you were sitting on top of him. His tail wrapped around your bare body, the tip of it prodding at your entrance. One of his hands groped at your chest while the the other was lost in your underwear.

"Levi ...wha-what are you doing here...?" You asked, panting. The Incubus turned back to look at Levi too. He just stood there slack jawed, stepping forward till he sunk to the chair next to the bed.

His head was in pieces. He shouldn't be okay with it. He shouldn't be aroused by it. And yet he wanted to keep looking. He wanted to see you get fucked by himself. He wished he brought a camera.

Sure he had taken the lead before. He'd kissed you before, felt you choking on his tongue hungrily entering your mouth. But this...this was...

His body went on auto pilot, his eyes darkened and cheeks deep red. His hands were already inside his pants - gripping his cock firmly in his hands.

"Oh looks like your little friend wants to watch. Will you allow that, MC? It's all about your pleasure afterall." The Incubus asked, running a finger down your cheek.

"Levi...I- are you really okay with this....?" You said, reaching out to him. You'd be embarrased of yourself, if he hadn't exposed himself like this.

"MC, I'm rather perverted aren't I? I'm disgusting right? You should fuck some sense into me right? Won't you do that...?" Levi said. There was a crazed look in his eyes. He'd started moving his hand already. Your fucked out agitated face was a wonder to imagine.

"Ah...so that is what he's into after all. Don't worry big guy, that's exactly what your darling human was planning." The incubus laughed.

"Shut up. Who gave you permission to laugh like a shameless fucktard." You smacked him across the face. Watching his face be smacked around by you...it was pure ecstasy for him.

"Now lie there and pleasure me well, like the digusting touch-starved freak you are, Levi...ugh!" You moaned as the Incubus nodded and latched his mouth between your legs.

Levi bucked his hips and let out a strangled cry as he came all over the floor and your thighs.

"Satan?!"

"MC, you... you're..." Satan had a lot to say to you. The dangers of trusting random Incubus for your sexual needs, his disappoint of your badly told lies, his envy of the demon whose hands were on parts of your body he was yet to touch.

But all of that vanished into nothing when he saw it was him you were fucking. You sat on his lap, a book open in front of you. The corners of his eyes twitched. He had never felt so conflicted and turned on at the same time.

"Ah so you're the Avatar who's into petplay? Should have seen it coming. They don't call you Catan for nothing hahaha." The Incubus said, his fingers skimming over your crotch and chest.

"Ah sure sure. But I think you'd like to see the spell this pretty one has put on themself all for you." The Incubus teased before he pinched your perked up nipples through your shirt with his other hand.

"Nyaaa-!" You couldn't control it. "The spell won't break till their first orgasm, that's how they casted it." The Incubus with Satan's spirit liked it - but now that the real Satan was here...

"Enough. We have to go now." Satan wrapped his jacket around you and pulled you up. Anymore of that and he would combust. He had made up his mind now. He wouldn't rest until he enjoyed that spell to the fullest, with his own hands.

"Satan I-"

"Not here. There's an abandoned house near here. We're going there." He said holding your hand pulling you forward. "We'll talk there."

He didn't give you a moments warning when you entered the place. It was dusty and it smelled like old books and spilled demonus. And there you were on the mattress, with Satan slowly closing in on you like a predator.

"Our desires are not so different MC. There's no shame in having such needs." He said, slowly pulling the sweater and shirt off himself at once. "You must have repressed them for a while if you sought to do something so extreme?"

You nodded, letting his hands gently pry your clothes off until you were left bare naked. "Cats prefer no clothes, you know? It's the natural way of things."

"Nya! Nyaaa!" You mewled as his grip suddenly tightened around you, squeezing your thighs and driving his knee between your legs. He marked the places where you already had been bitten, reclaiming you as his, making you mewl twice as hard.

"So the spell wears off if you get your release? Then..." He sucks on his fingers and rubs it against your trembling heat down there. "I hope you won't mind if I deny it for a while."

"Asmo!?"

"Oh darling what's all this..." Asmo purred as he watched you like a hawk. "All those times I asked you to join me in the bath and yet you never came in."

You ducked deeper into the water, hoping the bubbles and flower petals were enough to cover your naked form in the bathtub. While a copy of himself held you against his chest and washed your body.

Asmo was secretly going insane. He was used to sights like these, to people yearning for him, his body. But somehow it was even better when it was you. He hadn't felt this excited in many millenia. He was going to ruin you with pleasure today.

"You know I was suprised too. That this human came to me while they lived in the house with you. I mean who can say no to you, Asmodeus?" The Incubus smiled lovingly at him.

"MC, love, were you that shy? Or were you scared my brothers wouldn't let you, hmm?" Asmo purred, playing with a strand of your wet hair. "No worries, we can have our fun right here. And because you put in so much effort to come here, why not have fun with two of me?"

"I- I wouldn't mind." It was just your blind lust speaking. That's all that came out of your mouth as Asmo promptly stripped himself and entered the shower right in front of you.

"Well well well, isn't this just your lucky day, MC?" The Incubus laughed, the exact same laugh as Asmo. You felt dizzy even at the anticipation of what's about to happen to you.

"Now, be a dear and open your mouth for me, MC. And stick out your tongue while you're at it." Asmo said, holding your face with one hand. He slipped his tongue in with ease, and muffled your moan as the Incubus rubbed his member on your backside.

"Asm-Asmo wait, too much, Too much! I can't!"

And then you felt was four hands on you at once, overwhelming your senses, dangling you over the brink of release.

"Too much for you, darling? Then how about you please me instead." Asmo sat up on the edge of the tub, his member excitedly twitching in front of your face. "I assure you I taste delicious. All you need to do is take it."

You had merely put your mouth around him when the Incubus thrust it in at the same time. "From both sides would be more fun wouldn't it?"

"Beel?!"

"MC! I found you. We were all so worried and looking where you'd gone without- oh." It took him a moment to really see what's going on.

The Incubus lifted his head from between legs and smiled up at him, something dripping down the side of his mouth. The same mouth as Beelzebub. The same eyes, hair, everything...

The air smelled like your sweat and arousal. That combined with the imagery of him going down on you - Beelzebub suddenly felt hungry. The different kind of hungry that Asmo had once explained to him.

"Release MC. I have to take them home." Beel said, as the Incubus moved away and shrugged, raising his hands in surrender.

"Hey Beelzebub, if you get them alone - be sure to give them a little taste, won't you? They taste delicious down there." He chuckled as Beel hastily picked you up and threw you over his shoulder.

"Beel...are you mad at me?" You ask. He seemed awfully tensed, his arms tight around you. You shook his head but you noticed he walked out before calling anyone else.

Within moments you were back home, but in his room instead of yours. He made you sit on the bed and paced around, with reddened cheeks and a huge tent in his pants...no more like a high rise building.

"Beel...something on your mind?"

"I'm hungry." He didn't even bother hiding his intent gaze at your nether regions.

"Then...you should eat." You did your bottoms and spread your legs. You felt the same hunger he did. "It's your yours if you want it, Beelie."

His face lit up in excitement as he approached you. He promptly crouched on the floor, throwing your legs up over his shoulders, burying his nose in your smell.

It was delightful.

"Ah Beel wait! Wait! Ah...fmgh..." But there was no respite once he put his mouth on you. He licked and sucked at it with rigor, like there was no tomorrow. And that beastly tongue pushed you over the edge before you knew it.

But it wasn't enough. Not when the aftermath, when your cum dripping and lining your thighs was even better to his taste.

"Belphie!?"

"I always knew there had to be something." Belphie smirked, leaning on the doorway lazily.

A thin blanket covered you and the fake Belphegor. You had your back to him as he buried his member between your thighs. He smiled up at the original lazily.

"You were too pure for your own good. But I knew there must be something rotten about you." With that he pulled off the blanket exposing your half-clothed body.

"Belphie no, don't!"

"Don't be shy about it now, MC. I quite like it ." He said, bunching the blankets up in his hands. Oh how he loved your face contorting in embarrassment and pleasure at the same time.

You wore nothing on your bottom half. And the top half of your pajamas were unbuttoned and unruly. A perfect mess, the way he liked it.

"He might have started it, but I'm finishing it." Belphie muttered as he went back and locked the door. So the others would think the room had already been checked.

"You. Get off the bed. Go hide in the washroom or sit on the chair and watch, I don't care. I can't walk home like this." He said to the Incubus, leaning back slightly to show you the bulge in his pants.

You sat up straight as the Incubus got up, but Belphie took his place and pulled you back down.

"Where do you think you're going, MC?" You heard him unzip his pants, and his member pushing against your ass. "Now clench your thighs for me, won't you?"

You did as he asked after he slipped his member between your thighs. "Now, start moving MC. Just like you were doing before."

You moved and yelped as he bit your earlobe, and suckled on your neck. "Ahn... B-Belphie.."

"Hush, MC. I don't want my brothers hearing you. Here suck on this instead." He said, slipping two fingers inside your mouth and thrusting inside you.

Part 2: Dateables // Coming soon 💫

4K notes · View notes

mmm-fuji · 1 year ago

Text

Talk to Me

Chapter 3

Lucifer x Fem Fallen Angel Reader Word Count: 3.5k CW: Angst, trauma, swearing, slow burn, enemies to lovers(ish?), mistrust, lies, curiousity

Chapter 2|Chapter 3|Chapter 4 in progress

Before long, it was time for Lucifer to teleport back home for the night. He hugged his daughter and Vaggie goodbye, and gave a quick glare to Alastor before teleporting back home in his usual swirl of red smoke.

Once he was home he flopped on the bed and let out a long sigh. Lucifer was happy to be rebuilding his relationship with Charlie, the awkwardness of their reunion a few weeks ago had been slowly melting away, and he was really feeling like they were starting to get to know each other again. He just wished it was not on the brink of a war with Adam and his exorcists.

He had worried that Heaven would try retaliate at Charlie’s rehabilitation idea like they had with his many many years ago… but not like this. He felt the anxiety and frustrations start to rise in his body. Feelings of wishing she had just listened to him and not tried to push things with Heaven… but it was no use. He knew she was right. Things needed to change but he had just been too scared to fight, Heaven had beaten the passion out of him, leaving him with the fear of losing more. But, somehow, Charlie had been reigniting that spark in him. It was beautiful and utterly terrifying.

This upcoming battle put a new stressor on him that replaced the old stressor of how much he had missed his daughter, which somehow felt easier to manage, but in many other ways left him struggling within his mind in new ways. For so long he had be plagued by his past, watching sinners abuse the gift of free will he had given them, the separation of him from Lilith over the past seven years, the estrangement of his own daughter for what felt like most of her live. It left him dazed and disconnected from the world in general. Had left him with a growing void between himself, his kingdom, and the sinners he ruled. Sinners that he was ashamed to admit he despised at times. Having Charlie in his life again made it a little more tolerable, but if this upcoming battle did not pan out well, he was running the risk of losing her and everyone else for good, which would send him even deeper into the pit of his own mind.

But, in a way, that was another small new blessing in his life though, finding others to care about. Sinners even. He had been working on getting to know the other residents and staff at the hotel, and he enjoyed… most of them. He had been worried about that pornstar, Angel, trying to get up on his daughter, but he didn’t seem to do anything outside of a few pet-names for her, and him for that matter. Lucifer had also noticed Angel put a lot of their focus on Husk, the bartender. Lucifer crackled a small smile, he liked Husk, he was a no nonsense kinda guy but seemed to have a good heart, and a soft spot for others at the hotel. Sir Pentious was… interesting, an intelligent fool, which he could relate to. Niffty was… well she was good at cleaning, and a little terrifying. And Alastor… ugh, he couldn’t stand the guy, he clenched his fists at the thought of him. Lucifer knew that guy was up to something, and was not fond of how close his daughter had gotten to him… but he had to admit that he had been a big support to Charlie. He just knew that his actions were not selfless and it was all a fun little game for grabbing power.

Lucifer shook his head, he needed to be careful, he could get heated and obsess over his distain for Alastor if he was not careful. But the resident he was most curious about, was his daughter’s girlfriend, Vaggie. A fallen angel. It was odd because their falls had both been very different, his a physical fall from Heaven, her’s in an instance on the grounds of Hell themself, her status torn from her in a moment. But the mental pain of it all still the same. To have her wings torn off by those monsters, Adam and Lute, disgusting how they can be in the highest ranks of Heaven while people like her suffer, for sparing a fucking child!

Lucifer took another breath to slow down his thought process. That was a topic he needed to be careful about, his fall. That was a panic attack waiting to happen, a trauma he could never full process, even with Lilith even though she also fell with him. He pushed those thoughts away, as he always did, and decided it was probably time to get ready for bed. He went to go wash his face and change into pajamas.

His thoughts drift back to the hotel, then to what Charlie had mentioned about you, the newest addition to the hotel. His heart hurt to hear you had barely just arrived in Hell before getting attacked by other sinners so brutally. He had been curious about you, but understood that you might need some time to acclimate to Hell. He was just glad that you had found the hotel so soon after getting here. What sort of soul would be so keen on redemption soon after arriving in Hell? He tried hard not to immediately jump to thoughts of suspicion. All he knew is what Charlie told him, that you arrived sounding scared and hurt, and he hated that. He hating that he had created a realm that did that to people. He sighed, whenever you were ready to meet him, he wanted to do something nice to welcome you. He didn’t know what, but he would figure it out. For now, it was bed time.

——————————————————————

The next day, you were awoken by a knock on your door. You stretched and hobbled your way over to the door and opened it to find Charlie.

“Evening! How are you feeling?” She asked with a perky smile.

You cocked an eyebrow and yawned “A little better. Oh, is it dinner time?”

“Yes… but like… of the next day… it’s been over 24 hours since I last saw you… I left notes but you didn’t come out. I just wanted to make sure you were ok,” Charlie gave you an anxious grin.

Your eyes went wide, “24 hours?!” You looked at the ground and saw the few notes on the floor, “Oh Heav- I mean… Hells! Charlie, I’m sorry, I was asleep that whole time.”

Charlie laughed and swatted a hand “Oh gosh, it’s no trouble. If that’s all it was I’m just glad you were resting and healing, that’s all. I didn’t want you to miss out on eating so I just thought I would knock this time. Are you hungry?”

You were about to answer when your stomach did with a loud gurgle that was loud enough for both of you to hear. You both looked at your stomach, then at each other, then laughed.

“Is it uhh… is it ok if I eat in here though? I’m… still not ready to be out with others,” you asked sheepishly.

“Of course! We are having the last big rally before the battle downstairs so, it would probably be a bit overwhelming out there anyway. Let me go get you some food,” Charlie closed your door and ran down to the kitchen to grab you some of the food. You hated to admit it, but you were growing more tolerant of Charlie, possibly even enjoy her, though parts of your brain still worked to warn you about her. She seemed really genuine, and she couldn’t help but remind you of Emily. She seemed like someone who wanted to care for people and make them feel happy and safe.

Charlie came back with a bowl of soup and some bread, “Here we are!” She handed you your food.

“Thanks!” You said, taking the bowl and plate from her and going inside your room to set it down on a small table.

“Hey so… the extermination is tomorrow… will you have your place set up for you to be safe at during that time? If you don’t have a place, I always have my dad…”

“No! No, please, I have it taken care of, don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine, I have a place to go. I’ll… probably just eat this, get some more sleep and be out of here early before the angels come. Ok?”

Charlie nodded, “Ok, if you aren’t up by like 8 am, I’ll come kick you out.” She gave you a wink, “Stay safe, ok?” then closed the door.

You let your curated smile deflate as you started to eat alone in your room. You didn’t realize you had put on a mask for her until she left. You couldn’t deny how much you were still working to keep up appearances around her, how much you fought with the idea of trusting her. On the other hand, you lied to her, about several different things, and that definitely did not make you feel good. Most currently, on the full belief that you had a place to stay during the extermination. You were hoping that Claire would let you hide in the Embassy, but that’s only if it is even open that day. It was all a gamble.

The next morning you woke up early and snuck out of the hotel and down to the Embassy, where one again you found Claire sweeping. She looked up to see you enter and smiled.

“Well good morning! You are looking a bit better I see, didn’t expect to see you back so soon. You doing ok at the hotel?” Claire asked as she continued to sweep.

“Uhh… ya! It’s been just fine. I’ve been asleep most of my time there. Got some actual wraps for my broken bones that have helped a lot. But, I’m here because… well…” you took a moment to collect your thoughts “The Princess’ hotel has gained the negative attention of Heaven it seems… and I am in no place to fight… so I need to hide… can I stay here? Please? I promise I won’t cause any trouble and you can kick me out at any moment if I do,” you pleaded. You hated having to beg to a hellborn, but Claire had already earned some amount of your respect and you were desperate. You knew she had probably already broken several rules when it came to you.

Claire looked around and smiled before whispering “If someone were to ask, you have a complaint and are personally coming to talk to me, got it?” She winked. You cracked a small smile, nodded, and winked back. Claire then led you back further into the Embassy, past elevators, meeting rooms, all empty, until you got to a small office with a sign that said “Clarisee Emberstone, Facilities Manager”. You were curious who else was here to even comment, but you knew Heaven had eyes everywhere. Claire opened the door and you both stepped in. It was small and cramped, full of tools, cleaning supplies, papers, a desk with a chair, and a small couch. Claire gestured for you to take a seat, and you did.

Claire sighed, “It’s not much but-“

“No no! It’s perfect. Thank you…” you smiled at her. “Thank you for being so nice to me. How can I ever repay you?” You asked.

Claire shook her head, “Nothing, I want nothing from you. I just don’t want people to suffer more than they already do.” Claire thought for a moment, “Tell you what… if you can find a way to make the most of your time in hell, to make the lives of other sinner’s a little more tolerable so that they don’t get hurt in the way you have, that’s how you can repay me, ok?”

You blinked, and nodded. That made sense, you would have to think about that, but that was an idea. An idea that tugged and churned your stomach at the thought of helping sinners, but still a good one.

Claire smiled and nodded, “Now I must get back to my cleaning, I’ll come get you when the dust settles.” You nodded and Claire closed the door behind her, leaving you once again alone with your thoughts.

You sighed and lounged on the small couch, you were thankful for the well hidden room, but your mind still had plenty to leave it cloudy and worried.

Swirling emotions that still lacked names engulfed your thoughts and the pit of your stomach. It almost hurt. You understood the fear and worry, but not worry for yourself, worry about others. You were worried for Charlie and Vaggie, worried for the sinners that you had been in hotel with that you had yet to get to know, worried about the angels that came down for them, worried about Adam and Lute, worried about how Emily was feeling, but you also hated feeling worried about them. You felt like you were worried and hated that you worried about everyone. This felt like pure madness inside your head. Nothing made sense anymore and all you knew was confusion and fear. Is this how sinners always felt? Is this what it’s like to live through an extermination? Is this what Heaven was doing to people? At least you had a place to hide, how many others didn’t?

Your head ached, you tried to focus on your breathing. And then you started to feel it, the rumbles. The angels were here. You were helpless to do nothing besides desperately sense for any tremor, any sound or shift, though you didn’t know what any of them meant or how close they were. They didn’t feel like they ever got much closer to the building you were at, but they felt more powerful at times. An occasional beam of holy energy and you could still sense from all the way over where you were.

The biggest shock came from another holy blast, and a large earthquake that felt as if the ground was cracking apart, followed by a few quick shakes… and then.. stillness. It was so still and quiet that you could hear your own heartbeat, loud as a drum, your breathing quick.

There was a knock on the door, and you jumped. Claire opened the door and gave you a smile, “Relax, we are all clear.”

“All clear?”

“Ya… the angels are gone. Portal opened back up and they all high tailed it out of here,” Claire said “Come on I’ll show ya.”

You got up and followed Claire back out to the lobby, you looked out the window, and gasped. All you could see was the rubble and remains of the building you had been sleeping in hours before, along with patches of golden blood littered along the hillside. The blood of dead angels.

You got close to the window and look for any signs of movement. You had to really squint, but you were able to make out a few figures, one with long blonde hair and one with white. You sighed with relief, Charlie and Vaggie were ok. Your attention was then also caught by another individual that was flying around, with red and white wings… six of them?! You pressed your face against the glass to try to get a better look, did an angel survive?!

“You see him too? Pretty magnificent huh? He doesn’t come out in public much,” said Claire.

“Who? The angel?” You asked still looking out the window.

“Yes, Lucifer.”

You looked at Claire with shock and then back out to the seraphim outside, then put a finger to the glass in his direction.

“That? That seraphim is Lucifer? But I thought he was a demon?” You asked.

“Oh he is, he’s both, in a way. I don’t know his story super well but I just see the bits about him in magazines. Factly, from most of what I have seen of him, he looks more like an angel than a demon most of the time.”

You were mesmerized and drawn in by the slight of those wings, how he dipped and dived with them. You have never seen a seraphim with white and red wings, and you guys you never really connected the idea that he was a fallen seraphim until now.

You continued to stare out the window as the small image of him landed in the distance. You could not pick out any details about him other than the wings and a hat of some kind. You hated how much your curiosity continued to grow when it came to him. You were starting at hate a lot of things. Well hate was a strong word… feel conflicted was probably a better term.

You were about to start thinking about what you should do now that the hotel was destroyed, when you saw the distant angel soar back into the sky and start to zap the ground with magic. Soon the beginnings of a new building were starting to form. Was he rebuilding the hotel?!

That was exactly what he was doing, and with the help of the other hotel residents, it was not long before a brand new Hazbin Hotel stood atop the eastern hill of the Pentagram. Bigger and brighter than the last. You just stood and stared out the window as it formed, dazzled and enchanted by its creation.

Eventually, you felt ready to head back to the hotel. You thanked Claire and said goodbye before you made the journey back home. The streets of hell were filled with parties and debauchery, singing the praises of the King and his Princess for fighting of the “angel scum”. Normally a comment like that would make you mad, but now… it made sense. Their view of Heaven and angels made sense.

You made it back to the hotel, and found Charlie standing outside, marveling at her new hotel with Vaggie. You walked up behind them a ways.

“Room for one, please?” Charlie and Vaggie turned around at the sound of your voice, Charlie’s eyes started to water as she ran to you.

“(Y/fn)! You are ok!” She said, enveloping you in a tight hug, “I was so worried! I’m glad you are safe.” You smiled and hugged her back.

“I’m glad you guys are ok too. What all happened?”

Charlie and Vaggie went over the summary of the battle, the dome Alastor made, Adam being Adam, Sir Pentious, who was another resident you did not get to meet, was killed, Charlie’s guardian, Dazzle, being killed, then Lucifer showing up at the end to put a stop to Adam, but that it was Niffty that killed Adam.

You blinked, “Adam, the first man, is dead?” Charlie nodded. Some thing in your heart was both broke and soared hearing that, you grabbed your shoulder when you still felt the pain of your missing wing, and furrowed you brow.

“Good… that piece of shit had it coming…” Charlie and Vaggie were surprised by you words, so were you, “I mean… look at all this trouble he has caused! He sounded like a complete asshole!”

“Yes! He was!” Charlie proclaimed. You all laughed.

You looked around, “Your dad still here?”

Charlie shook her head, “No, he went home. Fighting and using as much creation magic as he did makes him tired very quickly. Look at all he made!” She said gesturing to the hotel.

“It really is marvelous, you’ll have sinners knocking door these doors to get in for sure!” You looked around. Something about this magic felt familiar someone, but you couldn’t quite pin how it felt familiar.

Charlie laughed, “I sure hope so!”

You looked over at her, it’s wild how much of a beacon of hope she was. You grabbed her hand and she looked at you with surprise.

“Charlie… thank you, for everything. How can I ever repay you for your kindness?”

Charlie smiled and held your hand back “Just do your best while you are here, for yourself and others. I still don’t have proof that rehabilitation actually works… but if it does, I want us all to support each other as best we can!”

That sounded very similar to what Claire had said earlier. You didn’t think it was possible to redeem sinners, but even if they couldn’t, you all can work to make Hell a better place. You smiled “I will Charlie, I’ll be the best that I can, and I’ll figure out what I can do you help others too. I’ll just need to time to figure out what that is…”

“It sounds like a great start” Vaggie added, “Now come on! It’s dinner time and Alastor is breaking in the new kitchen.” You followed Charlie and Vaggie inside, ready to fully start your new life inside the hotel.

______________________________________________________________

As always, let me know if you want added to the taglist! If you don't get the notification check your tag settings and permissions!

133 notes · View notes