Hazbin Hotel: The Contract of Blood Ep. 3
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Episode Three: In The House of Lust
Angel flutters his eyes open, hearing sniffling. He sits up from his bed in the middle of the night, scooting off the bed. He peeks out of his room and looks both ways of the hallway. He keeps himself warm by pulling his bathrobe over his shoulders, preventing his shivering. As he walks down, he follows the sound of mumbling words. The words become clear once he steps closer to the room.
“No, don’t hurt him. Get the fuck away from him--”
Angel blinks in surprise to realize that those words were coming from Husk. He knocks on the door. “Husk?”
There is no answer, causing Angel to frown when he hears Husk’s sniffles. He turns the knob to test whether it’s locked or not, but to his surprise, it is unlocked. He opens the door, leaning his way into the room before watching Husk breathing heavily in his sleep.
“Angel, please, wake up.”
Angel arches a brow at hearing his name and tilts his head in confusion. He steps towards the bed to sit on the edge, moving one of his hands into Husk’s.
“Husk,” Angel calls softly, hoping to wake Husk up.
Husk groans, his ears twitch.
“Angel--” Husk opens one of his tired eyelids, noticing Angel sitting next to him. “The fuck?”
“You were talking in your sleep,” Angel points out, drawing his hand away from Husk’s.
Husk sits up, rubbing his face. “I didn’t say anything stupid, did I?”
Angel notices tears gushing out of the bartender’s eyes. “Well...that depends on what you think.”
Husk wipes his tears away. “Damn.”
“You must have had a horrible dream if it causes you to cry in your sleep.”
“It’s nothing,” Husk denies, wiping his nose after he sniffles.
Angel frowns and bumps his shoulder into Husk’s softly. “Hey, you know it’s okay to open up about things, right? I open up things about myself to you all the time--”
“I know. I know. But this...this is different.”
“How is it different?” Angel asks.
Husk glances up at Angel, noticing that the bruises and scratches were still there since he came into the hotel a few hours ago. He frowns and looks away.
“It doesn’t matter.”
Angel places a hand on top of Husk’s. “Did you have a bad dream about me?”
“What? No--”
“You said my name in your sleep,” Angel interrupts before Husk can lie about it.
Husk bites his bottom lips and scoots closer to Angel. “Yeah. But it’s nothing. I know that things won’t change soon. I just...wish I can kill that fucker for you.”
Angel smiles softly at Husk. “I know. But I promise you that I’ll be okay. I just got to do better and maybe it’s best if no one from the hotel comes to the studio. I know you all have the urge to protect me, but I’ll be fine. I promise.”
Husk frowns and sighs. “I don’t know if we can stay out of the studio.”
“I know. But...I don’t want to get in anymore trouble is all,” Angel says. “By the end of the day, I’ll still come over to my favorite bartender.”
Husk huffs up a laugh. “And you get to talk about the shitty things you have to put up with at work?”
“Yep.”
“Have a few drinks?”
“Oh yeah.”
Husk and Angel exchange loving stares.
Angel moves off the bed. “Well, I’m glad you’re feeling better, Husky. Good night--”
Husk reaches for one of Angel’s four hands, stopping him from moving. “Please stay with me.”
They both widen their eyes at Husk’s request.
“I mean, er--”
Angel softly grins at Husk. “Of course, Husky.”
“Wha--?”
Angel lays back down on the bed next to Husk. “Nothing sexual, right?” He smirks after asking.
Husk blushes and shakes his head. “Uh, no.”
“That’s what I thought,” Angel says with a snicker.
Husk plops down next to Angel. “This means nothing between us.”
“Uh-huh, just drinkin’ buddies, right?” Angel teases Husk.
“Yeah, definitely. You know, get some drinks, talkin’ shit, sleepin’ on the bed together--oh shit.”
Angel snorts. “Ha!”
“Yeah, I walked right into that one.”
“You always walked right into my jokes every time,” Angel replies with a flirty smirk.
“Let’s just get to sleep,” Husk says while turning over, his back on Angel.
Angel scoots closer to Husk, wrapping him up with his four arms and laying his head on top of Husk’s furry head.
Husk widens his eyes in shock. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“Being the big spoon.”
“That ain’t a sexual kink, is it?”
“No, it’s a cuddle position that is not sexual at all. Totally platonic.”
“Platonic, right.”
Angel hugs Husk like a teddy bear. “Night, Husky.”
“Night,” Husk responds, purring at the warmness of the hug. He widens his eyes in shock that he was purring in Angel’s hold. It takes only a second before he relaxes, falling asleep in Angel’s hold and purring some more.
~.~
Bzzzzzz
Angel groans tiredly to hear the vibration from his pocket. He lifts up his tired eyes, noticing him spooning Husk from behind. Husk seems so relax in his hold that he’s afraid of moving in fear of waking up Husk.
He uses one of his two right hands to take his phone out of his bathrobe pocket and look to find Valentino’s name on it. A soft groan escapes his lips. He slowly removes his hold from Husk, careful to not wake him up. He walks out of the room and answers the call.
“Hello?”
Husk opens his eyes, hearing Angel’s soft voice. He listens to the conversation, sitting up. He watches Angel’s silhouette on the doorway, watching his shadow trembling.
“Val, it’s too early in the morning to do this shoot.”
Husk carefully moves off of the bed, tiptoeing to the door.
“Whatcha got planned later on?”
Husk peeks out of the bedroom, watching Angel hugging himself while on the phone with Valentino.
“Okay...I’ll be there,” Angel says with a groan. “Yeah...I--I l-love you too.”
“Good boy,” Husk hears Valentino say at the other end of the line.
Angel hangs up, breathing shakily.
“You don’t have to go,” Husk utters, nearly causing Angel to jump in surprise.
“Oh, uh, sorry, Husky. Duty calls.”
“He’s gonna kill you, Angel.”
“I’ll be fine. It’s going to be fine.”
“Don’t you fucking lie to me and say that it’s going to be fine. You just came home with injuries twice in the row. What makes you think he won’t hurt you for the third time?”
“Husk--”
“Please...stay here. With me. With everyone else in the hotel. If Val comes, we’ll protect you from him. We’ll kill that bastard for you,” Husk begs. “Just...stay with us.”
Angel frowns, his eyes welling up with tears. His limbs are shaking, but Husk sees a red chain wrapped around Angel’s neck. “I wish things were that easy.” He walks passed Husk, as if he’s being pulled out of the hotel by the chain wrapped around his neck.
Husk breathes heavily, reaching his claw hand out to him, but withdraws. His red feather eyebrows narrow.
“Fuck,” Husk curses to himself.
“Fuck,” an innocent voice repeats.
Husk whirls around to find Bella standing behind him. With clenched teeth, he shushes her. “Don’t say that.”
“But everyone else says it--”
“It doesn’t give you the right to repeat it,” Husk scolds her quietly. “What are you doing up?”
“I heard you and Angel,” Bella answers innocently. “Is Angel going to be okay?”
Husk frowns and looks at the empty hallway ahead of them. He takes in a deep breath and exhales. “Yeah, he’ll be fine. Just go back to bed. I have to have a private conversation with someone else.”
“Oh, okay,” Bella replies while going back to her room to sleep in.
Husk, with a look of determination, walks to find Charlie’s room. He knocks on the door to Charlie’s room, hearing quiet footsteps.
The door creaks open slightly, revealing Vaggie peeking out.
“Oh, Husk, it’s just you,” Vaggie greets, opening the door halfway and leaning against it. “Need something?”
“I need to talk to Charlie,” Husk requests.
Charlie peeks over, her blonde hair messy with pajamas. She yawns. “You want to speak to me?”
“Yes...alone.”
Vaggie arches a brow in suspicion. “Why?”
“It’s okay, Vaggie. Go back to sleep. I’ll be back,” Charlie reassures her girlfriend.
Vaggie seems hesitant for a moment until she nods. “Okay, babe. Love you.”
“Love you too,” Charlie calls while Vaggie walks back to the master bed. She steps out of the bedroom, shutting the door behind her to give her and Husk more privacy. “Is there a problem with the hotel?”
“No. I mean, there is a problem,” Husk utters, walking away from her bedroom.
She follows after him. “What’s going on?”
“I’m worried about Angel.”
She frowns. “I am too.”
“Do you know anything about breaking someone’s contract?” he asks her.
She furrows her brow. “No. But I think Dad knows more about it than I do. He’s the ruler of Hell after all.”
“Do you think you could ask him?”
“Yeah, sure. Of course. But why does it have to private?”
“I just didn’t want to draw attention to the rest of the residents.”
“Oh, Husk, don’t worry about it. We’re all concerned for Angel and his safety. Where is he?”
“He’s already at work.”
“At this hour?!” Charlie gasps in shock.
“Yeah,” he answers with a frown.
Charlie slams her fist on her open palm. “Then I’ll give Dad a call.”
“Thank you, Charlie.”
She nods in understanding. Before Husk walks away, she adds, “I’ve seen the way Val treated him. I didn’t mean to make it worse by being there. I wish I can take him out then.”
“What stopped you?”
“Angel.”
Husk scoffs. “Figures.”
“Don’t blame him. He’s contracted to defend Val if he’s attack in his studio,” Charlie responds softly.
He nods. “I know how that is.”
She places both hands on his shoulders to comfort him. “Don’t worry, we’ll find a way to get Angel out of the contract. Maybe you too.”
He shakes his head. “I’m more worried about Angel than about me.”
She withdraws her hands off of him. “Okay. I’ll call around to see what we can do.”
“Thank you, Charlie.”
“No problem.”
~.~
The phone rings while the mysterious shadow is surrounded by duckies. An evil cackle echoes in the dark room.
“Behold, the cutest thing you’ll ever see,” a man responds as it reveals to be a blond short man with a bright smile. “Rubber ducky that moves all by itself! And it can swim through the lakes of fire! How about that?!”
There is no one in the meeting room present as he realizes his phone is ringing.
“Oh shit,” he curses in response, stumbling over the hill of duckies to get to his phone. He sees Charlie’s name with a gasp. “Oh, shit, it’s Charlie. Wait, what do I say? Hold on, I got this.” He answers the phone with a plastered smile. “Heeeeey bitch~!”
“Hey, Dad,” Charlie responds from the other line, pacing around her room while Vaggie is sitting on her bed to watch. “Can I ask you something that you know about maybe?”
“Oh, yeah, anything you want, I’ll provide. Except for sex. That would be weird,” Lucifer, Charlie’s dad, responds with a cringe look on his face.
“What? Ew, Dad, no. Look, do you happen to know how to get someone out of a contract with the overlord?” Charlie asks nervously.
“Uhh, eesh, yeah, that’s on the whole different playing field, kid. It’s complicated. Like it depends on what kind of contract it’s under. All contracts from the overlords has to tie in one of the seven rings of hell. You know, like pride, lust, greed, gluttony, wrath, sloth, and envy. Depending on which ring the contract is tied to, there are different ways of breaking them. Why?”
“Well, my friend, Angel, has been abused all the time by the overlord, Valentino.”
“Oh yeah, that guy’s a creep.”
“He tried to hire me one time.”
“Ew, what a pervert. You didn’t--”
“No, I didn’t, Dad.”
“Good. You could go for so much better than working at Porn Studios.”
“Also, my friend, Husk, he’s tied to Alastor.”
“Alastor?!” Lucifer exclaimed in shock. “That bastard!”
“Do you think there’s a way to break both of their chains?”
“Well, I’m not sure about Husk...but I believe that since Angel is working under Valentino, his contract would fall under the Lust ring. Which is something someone else knows about. Someone that we haven’t seen in seven years--”
Charlie gasps excitedly. “Really?! We’re going to see him?!”
“Sounds like it! I’ll call to arrange the meeting with Uncle Ozzie and we’ll go on the family roadtrip!” Lucifer responds. “You can bring your girlfriend and your friends along for the fun field trip!”
“And our daughter?!” Charlie chirps.
“Wait, since when did you have a daughter?!” Lucifer screams.
Charlie chuckles nervously. “Vaggie and I kind of adopted her off the streets. You should go meet your granddaughter.”
“Holy shit! I’m on my way now!” Lucifer replies while he hangs up on the phone. He marches around the office while singing, “My daughter has a daughter! Take that anxiety!” He doesn’t hesitate to pack for the road trip while making an important phone call.
~.~
Husk is cleaning up the bar with a sad sigh. He is in his own world until Charlie pops up behind the counter.
“HUSK!”
“AAH!” Husk shouts, stumbling back. He sighs in annoyance. “What the fuck? The day is just gettin’ starting.”
“Good news! There’s a way to help Angel.”
“Oh shit, really?”
“Yepperoo! I just called Dad and he says that he’s going to call up for an important meeting with the ruler of Lust, Uncle Ozzie.”
“Wait, what? What does that have to do with Angel’s contract--?”
“Angel works at Porn Studios, which makes his contract fall under the Lust category. Uncle Ozzie will know a way to get Angel out of the contract.”
Husk widens his smile. “That’s the best news I heard all day.”
“Hell yeah!” Charlie cheers. “We’re gonna help Angel! We’re gonna help Angel! I told the whole hotel about it!”
“Wait what?”
“C’mon, the others want to help. Vaggie and Bella are certainly on board with it. Oh, Cherri and Nifty are totally on board with helping him as long as Cherri gets to blow stuff up and Nifty gets to stab people that are our enemies. Nora seems like she rather come with us than stay here. And Alastor--”
“You told Alastor too?!” Husk gasps in shock.
“Yes, she did,” Alastor replies, appearing randomly beside Husk.
Husk yelps and stumbles away from Alastor.
Alastor tilts his head, cracking his neck while looking at him darkly with a stretched grin. “And you know what I say about this little adventure.”
Husk backs away from Alastor.
Alastor suddenly stands upright with a bright static voice. “I say that it’s a grand idea of taking a little break from running a hotel and have ourselves a grand ole time, involving helping friends out of contracts that were completely none of my business!”
“There you go, Al! That’s the spirit!” Charlie responds with her fists pumped up. “I’m gonna go start packing!!!” She runs off to start on packing, leaving Husk alone with Alastor.
Alastor chuckles. “You get scared so easily.”
Husk huffs, not sure how to respond to that without coming off brash. “Uh, with all due respect, but why are you coming along?”
“I’m mostly there to support Charlie and keep my eye on you to make sure you don’t use our shared powers to tear shit up,” Alastor responds with a snarl at Husk.
Husk groans. “Look, I don’t even know how I can even control those...things.”
“Just don’t have a powerful emotion and you should be fine.”
“Fine? What if someone is hurting Angel again?”
“Well, you’re going to have to stay the fuck out of it,” Alastor says, his tone of frustration.
Husk stops his questioning and seals his lips. He sighs and nods. “I understand.”
~.~
“Babe, calm down,” Vaggie soothes her energize girlfriend, who’s packing up not only her suitcase by Bella’s. Bella watches Charlie rushing to pack things up from her bed.
“I think we should let her get excited,” Bella suggests innocently.
Vaggie giggles. “Honey, you don’t know her like I do. If she gets carried away, she’ll drive herself crazy--”
“Huh?” Charlie responds, her pupils small and craze.
Vaggie and Bella exchange glances.
“See?” Vaggie points out with a soft smile.
Bella tilts her head. “Who exactly are we meeting?”
“Your other adopted family members! Particularly, your grandpa and your great uncle!” Charlie responds excitedly.
“Slow down, Charlie,” Vaggie responds. “She’s barely processing the fact that we’ve adopted her.”
“It’s fine,” Bella reassures Vaggie. “I like getting to know my “adopted” family if that makes any sense.”
“Of course!” Charlie responds.
It’s sudden that Nora enters the room.
“Geez, what’s the commotion?” Nora asks with a groan.
“Sorry to wake you up, Nora,” Charlie replies. “We are closing down the hotel until further notice and go on this big family roadtrip!”
Nora blinks in surprise. “Oh. Well, I hope you guys have fun.”
Before Nora walks away, Bella utters, “Uh, you can come with us if you want to. It’d be nice if I’m not the only child coming along the trip.”
“Yeah, that’s a good idea,” Charlie responds and looks at Nora. “What do you say?”
Nora takes a moment to ponder about it before she shrugs and says, “Sure. Let me go pack up my stuff from my place.”
“Yay!” Charlie cheers excitedly.
Nora walks away, leaving Bella with her new moms.
~.~
Husk hasn’t packed at all since he didn’t think he need to. He’s got overall straps and jeans and that’s all he needs. Who needs shirts when he’s got fur?
Alastor didn’t pack either. His red suit should be satisfactory unless someone plans on messing it up.
Nifty didn’t care to pack, more concern about chasing after the bug with her knife.
While they wait for Charlie and Vaggie to show up with Bella and loads of suitcases, the wall is blown off by the door again.
“Guess who’s back, bitches?!” Cherri announces, walking through the hole she created.
“I’m starting to think that you like blowing up that spot on purpose,” Alastor says with a sneer.
“I like to make dramatic entrances,” Cherri responds with a wink from her one eye. “Where’s Angel?”
“At work,” Husk says sadly.
“Already? Usually he has more time,” Cherri responds. “Ugh, I can’t stand it. Glad Charlie called me to ask for help.”
“Hey gang!” Charlie chirps as Bella and Vaggie follow her downstairs. “We’re ready to go.”
They hear the car honking. Alastor opens the front doors of the hotel to find Lucifer in a minivan with the painted ducky on it.
“What up?!” Lucifer shouts to the group, trying to avoid eye-contact with Alastor.
“Ugh, he’s back,” Alastor groans irritably.
Lucifer turns the car off and marches up the steps. “Now where’s that granddaughter I’m told so much about?”
Charlie leads Bella to Lucifer. “Uh, Dad. This is Bella. Bella, this is your grandpa.”
Lucifer’s eyes sparkle at the sight of Bella. “AWWW! She’s so cute! No wonder you both picked her off the streets!” He picks Bella up and twirls around with her in his hands. “I got a granddaughter!”
Alastor sighs. “What the hell is with the minivan?”
“It’s for our family roadtrip!” Lucifer points at the van excitedly.
“Isn’t that too small for us?” Cherri asks.
“Aw, don’t worry about it,” Lucifer says while waving it off.
“I can make it bigger,” Alastor brags.
“Oh, you’re comin’ with us?” Lucifer grumbles while looking at Alastor.
“Of course, I am. My pet seems to have an obsession with protecting his sweet, sweet Angel,” Alastor answers.
Husk rolls his eyes Alastor’s response.
“Speaking of Angel, where is he? The meeting revolves around him, right? He’s got to show up,” Lucifer responds.
“Wait, what?” Vaggie utters in shock.
“Oh yeah, Uncle Ozzie says that he needs to see Angel Dust when it comes to talking about his contract with Valentino,” Lucifer informs the group.
“But he’s at work right now,” Charlie gasps in shock.
Lucifer clenches his teeth. “We gotta leave now since the meeting is tonight and it takes a few hours to get to the Lust Ring.”
Husk starts to back into the shadows, sneaking out of the hotel without Alastor knowing.
“Well, do you think you can move the meeting to later?” Vaggie asks.
“It’s at midnight. Is that good for him?” Lucifer questions the group.
“Shit, he doesn’t come back till midnight from work,” Cherri says with a gasp.
Lucifer clenches his teeth. “That’s going to be a problem.”
Alastor looks around for Husk. “Wait, where the hell is Husk?”
Everyone looks around for Husk.
“He just bolted into the city,” Nora’s voice chirps behind Lucifer.
Everyone glances at Nora, who is drinking from her juice box.
“Which direction is he heading?” Cherri questions Nora.
“I don’t know, I just walked past him,” Nora answers with a shrug.
“He better have a good reason for leaving his spot,” Alastor growls darkly.
~.~
Angel finally has a lunch break. He groans in pain while sitting in his dresser room. Hearing creaking noises from the ceiling, he jumps from a sudden crash through the ceiling into his room. He blinks in surprise and sees Husk laying on the floor with a groan in pain.
“Ouch,” Husk groans in pain.
“Husk, what the fuck are you doing here?” Angel whispers to Husk harshly, helping him up on his feet. “If Val sees you, he’s gonna fucking kill both of us.”
“I know. I know. But listen to me. There’s a way to get you out of that contract.”
“W-What?”
“Charlie made some calls and manage to get us a meeting with the ruler of the Lust ring. He’ll help you find a way to break your contract.”
Angel blinks in shock. “You guys shouldn’t have to do that--”
“Do you want to keep being treated like shit here?” Husk asks Angel, giving him a pleading look.
Angel frowns and shakes his head. “No. But--”
“No buts,” Husk responds. “You said that as long as you are contracted to Val, you are going to be putting up with this kind of shit. It’s getting to the point where he’s actually hurting you. He’s going to kill you either he finds us here together or not.”
Angel trembles in fear. “You got to go, Husk. He’s going to be--”
“Come with me,” Husk begs, holding out his hand for Angel to take.
“But Husk--”
“Please,” Husk utters, extending his hand. “Do you want to continue to be treated like shit and have to force yourself to love someone you don’t love?”
Angel widens his eyes in shock. “You heard--”
“You were right outside of my room,” Husk responds, as if it’s obvious. “So, what’s gonna be?”
Angel bites his lips. He looks at his phone on top of his dresser and picks it up. He shifts a glance at Husk, frowning at him. Then, he surprises Husk by shoving his phone into the dresser drawer and taking his hand.”
“Please, get me out of this shit-hole,” Angel replies, his limbs trembling from the recent scars.
Husk nods his head, carrying Angel in a bridal style. “Hang tight then.” He jumps off through the hole on the ceiling.
Angel hangs on around Husk’s neck with his top set of arms while his bottom set of arms holds tight around his waist.
Husk looks down to check on Angel, noticing him trembling from the cold.
Angel holds Husk tighter in fear that he will fall off.
“It’s okay,” Husk says softly as if he’s reading Angel’s mind. “I got you. I won’t drop you, I promise.”
Angel looks up at Husk, who glances ahead. Then Angel shifts his gaze down at the ground.
“Holy shit. I never knew the city looks so small from up here.”
Husk snorts. “Yeah.”
Angel relaxes in Husk’s hold. “Bet you fly like this often, huh, feathers~?”
“Only when I’m in a mood to,” he says with a shrug.
“So, this meeting with the ruler of Lust...it’s supposed to help me with my situation?”
“Yeah. But they’re leaving now, so we have to hurry and catch up to them.”
Angel holds onto Husk and notices how close they were to get to the van in front of the hotel with Charlie closing down the hotel.
“He’s finally back with Angel!” Cherri notices as Husk lands on his feet, still carrying Angel in his arms.
Alastor glares at Husk while the others jump in excitement that Angel is coming along with them.
“Did you get off of work early?” Bella asks happily.
“Well, I thought I need a bit of a break from the set,” Angel answers Bella while Husk sets him down on his feet.
“Wait, will Val hurt you if you--?”
“He’ll hurt me regardless whether I was there or not,” Angel replies, interrupting Vaggie.
“Well, we’re gonna get you out of that contract,” Charlie chirps in determination. “That way Val will never hurt you again.”
“And we’re going to take a family roadtrip to the Lust Ring to meet with the ruler of the Lust ring himself,” Lucifer adds while showing his minivan. “By going on this cool ride! Let’s go!”
He snaps his fingers, opening the back of the van. Cherri hops in first while Nifty follows after her with snickers. Charlie picks Bella up and walks into the van with Vaggie and Nora behind them. Husk and Angel climbs into the back of the van, letting Lucifer shut the doors.
“Calling shotgun?” Lucifer teases Alastor.
“I rather call a driver seat, but since you’re the ruler, I suppose I let you drive.”
Lucifer scoffs while holding up the keys. “Oh, I’m glad you’re so humble.”
“Fuck you,” Alastor snarls.
~.~
“Are we there yet?” Nifty groans thirty minutes after departing from the hotel.
“We just left the city,” Vaggie answers with a deadpan stare at the cyclops maid.
“Forgive, Nifty,” Alastor replies, waving his hand like it isn’t a big deal from the passenger side. “She hates it when people are going slow.”
“I’m not going slow,” Lucifer objects, driving the van.
Alastor shifts his yellow eyes and notices that Lucifer is only going fifteen miles an hour. “Really? Your speedometer says otherwise.”
“It’s been a while since I used this van. I don’t want to burn up the gas by speeding up,” Lucifer argues.
“I can’t believe you drive like a grandma,” Cherri snorts.
“Dad, you could’ve used any other cars. You have like fifteen of them,” Charlie says with a groan.
“I know. I know, but this vehicle feels more family-roadtripy,” Lucifer responds with a shrug.
“That word is non-existent,” Alastor argues. It’s sudden that he feels a kick at the back of the chair. He whirls around to find Nora leaning back in her seat next to Bella, with both of the girls sharing earplugs to listen to music. He turns back around, feeling small kicks on his back. Alastor’s eye starts to twitch.
“Are we there yet?” Nifty asks with an impatient groan.
“No,” Lucifer answers.
“Are we there yet?” Nifty inquires impatiently again.
“No,” Lucifer responds again.
“Are we there yet?” Nifty questions again.
“No, we’re not even halfway across the desert,” Lucifer responds angrily.
“How long does it usually take to get to the Lust Ring?” Bella asks out of curiosity.
“Usually,” Alastor answers for Lucifer. “It takes about seven hours at a normal speed. But going so slow, it’ll take us twelve hours to get there.”
“Hey, our meeting is in twelve hours. Who knew we'll get there just in time?” Lucifer sasses Alastor.
Alastor gives Lucifer a deadpan stare.
“I need to use the bathroom,” Nifty complains.
“Ugh, c’mon,” Vaggie groans.
“Why didn’t you go before we leave?” Lucifer questions Nifty.
“Because I didn’t need to go then,” Nifty answers.
While everyone is arguing amongst themselves making a stop, Husk looks out of the window to see that they aren’t going to go any faster. Angel notices and massages Husk’s back. Husk starts to relax a bit while purring.
“Better?” Angel whispers to Husk.
“As long as Nifty isn’t looking to punish ‘bad’ boys, I think it’s better,” Husk says with a sigh.
Angel chuckles when he notices Husk kneading on the window sill with his claws. “But you aren’t a bad boy, are you?”
“Really? You’re going to ruin the mood.”
“I’m just saying. You’ve been a good boy~”
“Okay, I’m not relaxed anymore.”
Angel giggles. “I’m giving you hard time, Husky.”
Husk relaxes again, purring and kneading. He isn’t aware that he is scratching on the window sill.
“Husk, for God’s sake, will you stop scratching on the window sill--?” Lucifer curses until he realizes that Angel is giving him a back massage. “Oh, uh, nevermind.”
Alastor leans to the side to whisper to the blond. “They’re in a secret relationship.”
“Why secret?” Lucifer asks.
Alastor shrugs. “Frankly, everyone knows they’re on a date except for them.”
“I don’t follow,” Lucifer utters.
“I often wonder why you’re a ruler of Hell,” Alastor insults.
“Oh, fuck off,” Lucifer growls.
“DAD!” Charlie scolds while covering Bella’s ear that didn’t have a earplug in.
“Ugh! It’s been almost an hour and I haven’t blown shit up!” Cherri curses.
“Just roll down the window and get some fresh air,” Vaggie argues.
“Ya know, that’s a great idea!” Cherri chirps while rolling down the window and throw a bomb out into the desert near them.
“Are you fucking kiddin’ me?!” Vaggie barks at Cherri.
“Drive faster, old man!” Alastor barks.
“I don’t want to burn up the gas--”
“Oh, fuck it!” Alastor moves over and sits on Lucifer’s lap, pressing down the gas. The tires squeaks, creating smoke from the engine. It only boosts them forward by an inch.
“See?” Lucifer responds. “Now get your ass off of me!”
Alastor groans and moves off of Lucifer. The explosion blows up, nearly rocking the car side to side.
Husk sighs in discouragement.
“I still need to use the bathroom,” Nifty chirps.
~.~
Ten hours goes by as Husk is asleep at the window sill with Angel sleeping on him, holding him in his four arms like a cat. Nora and Bella fall asleep listening to their music and cuddling each other unknowingly while both Charlie and Vaggie snuggle the kids and each other. Cherri snores the loudest of the group, which keeps both the men up at the front.
Lucifer is still awake and driving, but appears like he can fall asleep. Alastor is still awake and alert, cradling sleeping Nifty in his arms.
“Say, why don’t we get some music in here?” Alastor responds, trying to find a radio. “What the hell? There’s no radio.”
“Because I’ve never installed it,” Lucifer brings up. “Radio is for old people.”
“Says the old man with a van that can’t drive faster than fifteen miles,” Alastor points out.
“Whatever, man. Stick and stones but words can’t hurt,” Lucifer responds.
“I can make them hurt,” Alastor replies with a darker tone.
“Oh, gettin’ horny for me?” Lucifer teases. “Usually when people get close to the Lust Ring, they tend to get horny.”
Alastor widens his eyes and then narrows his brows. “Fuck you.”
“Only if you want to--”
“I’m going to end your fucking life,” Alastor growls, his face growing darker.
Lucifer notices a city ahead of them with a gasp. “Hey, I think we’re here.”
“Finally,” Alastor groans. He takes out his microphone and announces. “Wake up and smell the roses because we’re finally here at the Lust Ring.”
The gang flutters their eyes open when hearing Alastor announcing their arrival to the Lust Ring. Charlie immediately covers Bella’s eyes when she notices people having sex in their rooms out in the open.
“In today’s weather, there will be storm and thirty-five percent chance of cum rain,” Alastor announces.
“There’s no such thing as cum rain,” Lucifer brings up. “It’s just regular raindrops. But those raindrops do get sticky and make people horny.” He says the last line with a small smirk at Alastor.
Alastor gives him a deadpan stare and announces, “Nevermind. There’s a thirty-five percent of horny rain. Make sure you bring umbrellas if you don’t want to fuck each other within five minutes.”
Charlie groans tiredly, still covering Bella’s eyes and ear.
“I give it a minute to work,” Lucifer interrupts.
“Would you butt out my announcements?” Alastor growls.
Lucifer parks the minivan on the curb of available parking spot. “Alright, everyone. Ozzie’s isn’t far off. We can walk from here.”
“Finally, we can stretch our legs,” Angel groans, yawning.
The back doors open as Alastor exits the passenger side with Nifty cradled in his arms.
Lucifer exits the driver side and watch everyone getting out from the backside, having their umbrellas up for extra protection except for Cherri.
The gang walks through the rainy streets of the Lust Ring.
Cherri tries to taste the rain to find it’s sticking on her skin.
Angel smirks to watch people having sex everywhere while shielding both him and Husk from the sticky rain. “Huh, this seems my kind of ring.”
Husk rolls his eyes playfully. “I bet it would be.”
“Let’s all focus on what’s ahead,” Alastor responds with a groan, focusing on straight ahead.
Charlie shields Bella’s eyes and ears by picking her up and placing her face against Charlie’s shoulder while Vaggie uses the umbrella to shield Charlie, Bella, and Nora.
Nora looks around casually at people having sex as if she’s used to seeing it.
“This is not freaking you out?” Vaggie asks Nora.
“My parents fuck each other all the time,” Nora says with a casual tone, earning surprise glances from the rest of the gang.
“Your parents sound badass,” Cherri responds with a bright grin.
“Eh, that’s all that saves their marriage,” Nora replies, not noticing Husk observing her the way she talks about it. Husk frowns at Nora.
Angel loops his arms around Husk’s and notices a sex shop they’re walking by. “If we have time, I would like to have a look at the sex toys. I bet they’re better than what Valentino has.”
“Oh yeah, Oz sells the best sex toys around,” Lucifer responds with a smirk.
“Maybe you can save the information for later when it’s not in front of the kids,” Vaggie informs while showing the kids.
“Oh come on, it’s just a casual conversation,” Angel responds with a hand wave. “I’m sure the kids know something about sex.”
“It’s Hell after all. I’m sure kids know more dirty things than most people in the living realm,” Lucifer adds.
“What’s sex?” Bella asks innocently, causing awkward silence among the group.
“It’s where two people get together and, you know, fuck,” Nora explains casually. “That’s how babies are born.”
Vaggie gives Nora a withering glare. “You don’t have to put it that way.”
“Well, it’s more than just people getting together,” Lucifer replies. “It’s suppose to be a beautiful thing that the pure angels create for purity sake for a husband and a wife. And we fucked it up.”
“Can we talk about anything else other than talking about sex?” Alastor groans irritably. “That would be lovely.”
“Just trying to explain it to a kid,” Lucifer responds with his arms crossed. “Look, there’s Ozzie’s ahead. I wouldn’t bring the kids in though since it’s mostly for adults.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll stay out here with them,” Charlie volunteers while staying outside with the kids and Vaggie.
“You know what, I’ll stay out here with the girls,” Alastor volunteers while cradling Nifty.
“Well, looks like the rest of you are with me,” Lucifer says as he leads the Cherri, Husk, and Angel to the club.
The bouncer notices them approaching and stops them. “Can’t come in unless you got a date.”
Lucifer leans over to Cherri to whisper, “Wanna be my date?”
“Ew, no,” Cherri utters.
Lucifer looks at Angel and Husk sticking together with a slow smirk coming up on his face. “Why don’t you gentlemen go in first since you’re on a ‘date’?”
Angel and Husk blush and glance at each other.
“You comin’ in or not?” the bouncer orders Husk and Angel.
“Uh s-sure, we’re comin’ in,” Angel says, holding onto Husk’s arm.
With a deep breath, Husk walks with Angel through the club before anyone come to the club.
Lucifer waves over the incoming crowd coming into the club for Angel to see. “WE’LL MEET YOU OUTSIDE OF OZZIE’S OFFICE!!! JUST GET OZZIE’S ATTENTION BY PRETENDING TO MAKE-OUT! AND REALLY GET INTO IT!!!”
“WAIT, WHAT?!” Husk and Angel shouts simultaneously.
“BEST OF LUCK!!!” Lucifer yells, whistling wildly.
Angel and Husk exchange awkward glance.
“Did he say to make-out?” Angel asks nervously.
“Pretend to make-out,” Husk responds.
Angel smirks at Husk. “And I’m not even dressed for our date. Cover for me, won’t you?”
“Uh--” Husk immediately sees Angel undressing himself from his bathrobe. He expands his umbrella to cover Angel’s nakedness so that people wouldn’t get a peek at Angel from behind. Angel whips out a gold dress, putting it on as quick as he can. Husk looks away while Angel applies golden eyeshadow and blushes. He puts on a gold lipstick and puts mascara on, making his eyelashes fuller like a woman.
“Mind zipping up for me, Husky?”
Husk glances to see Angel in his gold silk dress, wearing a pearl necklace along with a black collar. His chest fluff puffs up in the gold dress. The dress goes down below his knees, making it flow a bit. His golden eyeshadow matches his dress, golden lipstick glimmers in the light. Husk’s face goes red at the sight of Angel.
“W-What?” Husk questions, caught off guard by Angel’s appearance.
“Zip up my dress, silly,” Angel says while turning his back for Husk to zip up. Husk holds the umbrella with his inner forearm, zipping up Angel’s dress.
Angel whips out a black suit jacket and white buttoned-up shirt out from his chest fluff, giving to Husk to put it on.
Husk, understanding the assignment, gives Angel the umbrella to help cover himself from onlookers behind them. He takes the overall straps off of his shoulders and puts on his white buttoned up shirt, letting his wings fitting through the holes cut for him.
“I bought it for you since you don’t have much jackets and shirts,” Angel responds with a smile.
“Yeah, don’t wear much except for pants,” Husk replies while buttoning up his shirt.
“Oh, I almost forgot something,” Angel says while getting the red tie out of his chest fluff. “Here you go.”
Husk puts on the overall straps over his shoulders again once he buttoned up his white shirt, putting on the jacket and tie as the final product.
However he struggles to put the tie on.
“Damn it,” Husk growls impatiently.
“Here, let me help you, Husky~” Angel lifts Husk up against the wall.
Husk can’t believe how close Angel is, his mind running different miles. His face gets more beet red the closer Angel’s face inch towards him. Though, he looks down to see Angel helping tying his tie just right.
Angel let Husk down, closing the umbrella for both of them. He notices Husk’s face redder than a red skies of Hell. “What do you think I was going to do?”
“I-I--I don’t know,” Husk stutters, his crotch going hard for a moment.
Angel looks ahead to see the club ahead. “We’re here.”
Husk gulps while holding Angel’s hand.
~.~
The music thumps on the walls of the club as Husk and Angel enters the club. Husk feels light-headed from the sudden aroma in the room. He looks to find couple making out with each other on the tables.
“Let’s sit over here,” Angel points at the empty table.
Husk doesn’t pay attention, smelling the lavender scented aroma that’s driving him crazy. He nods carelessly as they both sit at the empty table.
Husk looks at Angel outshining the lights of the room by his golden dress. He doesn’t pay attention to his surroundings or the waiter coming to the table to take their orders. Hell, he can’t hear the words Angel says except,
“Is there anything you want, Husky?” Angel asks Husk casually.
“Huh? You,” Husk blurts out.
Angel widens his eyes in shock. Then he smirks. “I mean for food, silly.”
“Shit, uh, salmon, please?” Husk requests.
“We’ll get those orders for you,” the waiter responds and walks off.
Angel notices Husk holding his head. “What’s going on with ya? You’re not usually like this.”
“The scent in the room is fucking with my head,” Husk responds, breathing heavily from the heat in his room without being aware of being hard more.
Angel notices Husk’s hard-on and smirks. “You need help down there, Husky?”
“Huh?”
“You’re going hard.”
He looks down and covers his crotch. “Don’t you even think about it.”
“Hey, at least I asked,” Angel responds with a smirk. “Are you sure you don’t want to make-out right now?”
“Not until this Oz guy shows up,” Husk responds. “Where the hell is he?”
The room goes dark, leaving Angel’s gold dress to glimmer in the blue lights. The blue smoke appears on the stage before them. The jester imp with robotic limbs hidden under the fun clothes appears on stage. His white face with a red round nose and blush cheeks glistens in the pure white light on stage. His clown hat covers his broken horns while holding the microphone.
“Ladies and gentleman,” he announces. “I see some sexy faces around here tonight!”
The platforms with the poles hangs down while the strippers were on it.
Angel widens his eyes in shock and amazement while the clown imp announces.
“Welcome, welcome to Ozzie’s! Here you can play your sick fucked up fantasies!” the clown responds. “My name is Fizzarolli. Some of you may know me as that clown in Loo-Loo Land or those sex bots at the Porn Studios in the Pride Ring!”
“Huh, I always wondered what those robot servants were modeled after,” Angel mutters to himself.
Husk isn’t listening, trying to search for Ozzie.
“Asmodeus, the King of Lust, is in the midst of getting ready. But while we wait for Ozzie, mind if I tell ya a few jokes? Remember the extermination that happens four months ago? I know that it ain’t got no affect on us since we’re hellborn, but can you believe it, the king and his daughter of hell fought the fucking angels just to save a hotel to help sinners! The joke isn’t even on the hotel or the king and princess themselves. It’s more on the angels thinking that they can actually defeat Lucifer and his daughter! And Adam--that first dick of all dicks--got fucking stab by the petite maid!”
The demon imps laugh at the joke of the extermination except for Angel and Husk.
“The hotel is a fucking waste of time!” one of the audience calls out.
Fizzarolli shakes his head. “Now, now, I respect Little Charlie’s--I mean, the princess’ work. I don’t think trying to redeem sinners is possible, buuut you know, anything is possible down here. Speaking of possibilities, let’s give it up for Asmodeus! GIVE HIM SOME LOVE!!!”
The audience cheers as the smoke appears, a song beginning while a giant burly muscular blue diamon appear, his hair flames with two other faces. He has two giant feather sticking up, one red and one white. He takes off his shirt, to show off his muscles. Then he sings,
“Let’s begin now.
Oh, you come here to party!
Oh, you come here to get fuckin’!
Let me tell ya, you’ve come to the right place.”
He starts to dance in the music, sweeping the room with blue smoke that now makes Husk’s headache worse. Angel coughs from the smoke as this King of Lust named Ozzie continues to sing.
“If ya like blowjobs.
If ya like makin’ out.
If ya like to have sex.
Then you’ve come to the right place!”
Angel widens his smile more. “Holy fuck! This is insane!”
Ozzie sings, shaking his hips in a sexy manner.
“In the House of Lust,
You can find all of the pleasures in the world.
In the House of Lust,
You don’t have to worry about public appropriation!
Just give each other some love, mhm!
Go on now!”
Angel blinks in surprise. “Wait, is that a cue to make-out now?”
Husk rubs his soothing headache. “Wait, what?”
“Lucifer says to make-out to get Ozzie’s attention,” Angel points out while Ozzie is dancing on the pole pointing at those demons who were getting into sex.
“Fuck,” Husk utters in shock. “How do we go about this? Uh, do I kiss first or do we just take our clothes off right away? Ooh, I don’t like the thought of that--”
Angel smirks at Husk. “You’re talking as if you’ve never done this.”
“Yeah, because I’m a fucking virgin,” Husk blurts out to Angel.
Angel looks in shock. “Wait, really?”
“Yeah!”
Angel smirks. “Guess we’re going to have to fix that whenever you’re ready.”
Ozzie continues to sing.
“They say love is in the air,
But it’s getting too heated in here,
Just for romantic lovers to fall in love.
So, let’s say this again!”
Ozzie points to a female demon imp giving a male imp a blowjob under the table.
“If ya like blow-jobs!”
Ozzie points to a male demon imp making out with a transman demon imp.
“If ya like makin’ out!”
Ozzie points out the couple under the table, moaning loudly for the patrons to hear around them.
“If ya like havin’ a mind-blowing sex,
You’ve come to the right place!”
Ozzie sings the chorus, almost ending the song.
“In the House of Lust,
You can find all of the pleasures in the world.
In the House of Lust,
You don’t have to worry about public appropriation!
Just give each other some love, mhm!
Go on now!”
Husk breaths heavily while Angel tugs at his suit jacket. “S-So how do we go on about this--?”
“Trust me,” Angel whispers into Husk’s face, kissing his lips.
Husk gasps in shock, not sure what to do.
Angel breaks away. “You’re so inexperience with kissing.”
“I never had anyone kiss me--”
“Hmm, maybe I can fix that just for tonight,” Angel whispers while kissing his lips again.
Once Angel breaks away, Husk gains his breath.
“Wait, wait, this doesn’t mean anything between us, right?”
“Unless you want it to mean something between us,” Angel whispers into his ears.
“Shit,” Husk utters as Angel kisses him. Husk is so inexperience that he doesn’t know how to kiss someone’s lips.
Angel parts his lips. “Do this, Husky.” He demonstrates his pucker lips to kiss back with his lips.
Husk nods in understanding, letting Angel crash his lips into his again.
He flutters his eyes close, feeling Angel’s four hands roaming around his body. Surprisingly, Angel isn’t taking the opportunity to try to get into his pants, which he is mostly relieved of. Though, with this scent going into his brain, he is also surprised that he didn’t mind if Angel did try to unbuckle his jeans and do a blowjob. Shit, what is going on with him?
He feels Angel’s tongue trying to get into his mouth. His lips close at first, but he opens them, letting Angel gain access to his mouth. This means nothing. This should mean nothing between them. Just drinking buddies, on a ‘date’, making out to get some higher-up demon’s attention. That means nothing by the end of the day, right?
Husk and Angel separate from each other, gaining their breaths back.
“You’re doing good,” Angel whispers to him, his lips teasingly close to Husk’s. “Now kiss me like you mean it, baby.”
Angel kisses Husk’s lips, now passionately. Husk kisses back, grabbing the back of Angel’s head with his one hand while his other hand grabs Angel’s hip. Angel’s four hands now roam around Husk’s body greedily, with one of them feeling his hard-on and squeezing it.
Husk gasps and moans in surprise, his brain too fucked up to care. They fall onto the floor, knocking over their chairs.
“Fuck me,” Husk responds, too high from the aroma in the room.
Angel widens his eyes in surprise. This gives Angel the perfect time to make love to Husk if Angel wasn’t change after the extermination. But when Husk complains about the scent hurting his head earlier, he isn’t sure if he should.
A soft smirk comes up on his lips and leans forward. “Later, Husky~”
Angel starts to kiss Husk’s face, kissing his neck and sucking on it softly.
Husk moans and feels Angel’s hand going into his pants just to rub it up and down. Husk moans louder, gaining attention from both Ozzie and Fizz.
He stares up at the ceiling, watching all the colorful patterns up there before Ozzie and Fizz came into the view.
“Yeah! There you go!” Ozzie encourages.
Angel sits straight up in shock.
“Don’t let us stop you. Keep it going!” Ozzie responds happily.
“Actually, um, we need your help,” Angel utters. “It’s about my contract with Val.”
Ozzie arches a brow. “Wait a minute, are you Angel Dust?”
Angel nods.
Ozzie glances at Fizz. “Babe, take them to my office. I’m sure Lucifer is waiting there already. I’ll meet you up there.”
“Alright, babe,” Fizz replies while helping Angel get Husk up on his feet.
As Ozzie continues to entertain his guests, Fizz hurries both Angel and Husk out of the room. Finally the scent goes away.
To Be Continued...
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