Charlie's Utter Depravity: Turn The Other Cheek

from /hhg/ - Hazbin Hotel General Thread #215
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Reposting the unfinished stories from the last thread:

>I really ought to be doing paperwork right now, but screw it, I'd like to see them do anything about it if I turn it in tomorrow. Here's a new CUDdle-verse fan story. We're gonna get a little spicy this time.

>>The Radio Demon leaned against the bar, amused in spite of himself at the base antics that had taken place over the evening
>>Husk had stumbled in earlier brandishing a bottle of...something or other
>>Something he'd evidently been quite fond of in life, and that was quite difficult to come by here in Hell
>>If he was to be believed, it was among the finest expressions of the liquor to be had anywhere
>>Alastor had declined to partake, as that sort of refreshment rarely agreed with him, but many of the others had
>>Baxter, perhaps unsurprisingly, had tapped out after only a small serving
>>'Small' by Husk's standards anyway. The feline demon poured rather generously
>>Niffty had matched his pace, but she carried it quite well. Truly impressive for someone her size.
>>She'd guided her lover out of the room to 'rest his head' after it became apparent he needed no more, she herself marching out straight as a soldier
>>Angel Dust had shown astonishing restraint, electing to step away from the bar after only three drinks
>>He explained that his duties had left him rather tired as of late, and that a 'little nightcap' was all he really needed
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>>That left only Charlie and Vaggie besides himself.
>>The two didn't typically drink either, and they'd made the sensible choice to nurse their glasses carefully
>>Neither one was properly drunk, but they certainly were laughing just a bit easier than usual
>>Humming along with whatever tune came on the radio a few bars earlier
>>Caressing each other just a little more frequently than they usually would
>>Even he could see where this road probably led
>>And with Husk having finally retired for the evening, he sensed he might soon be a third wheel to the sort of merriment that could unfold here
>>He sent a polite nod in the general direction of the duo, too engaged in their own conversation to notice him, and headed for the stairs
>>He only made it a few paces away when he heard a voice call out

>>"Aaallll~"
>>Alastor tensed up for a moment, before forcing himself to relax. He knew that special tone of voice
>>Charlie was coming in for a hug
>>Now that he had 'gotten over the hump', as it were, and the worst of his discomfort had been burned away, she and her partner had eased back a bit
>>They'd gradually gotten into the habit of announcing themselves when they wanted to cuddle
>>On some occasions verbally, before they even came near, in other instances with a just a light touch to forewarn him before they drew any closer
>>Well, sometimes. He was still a target for cuddly sneak attacks if the right mood struck them
>>Still, in either case, it was becoming easier with time to accept their affections without flinching
>>He was beginning to find it rather agreeable
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>>He swiveled on his heel to face Charlie
>>She was already wide open
>>"Ya leaving us?"
>>She took a step forward, but still not within arm's reach
>>She wanted him to come to her
>>His smile came a little more naturally
>>He could do this, no trouble
>>A few steps forward, hold his claws out away from him, lean in...
>>Now he had a double armful of rosy-cheeked demon belle to hold
>>"Yes darling. I must confess I am overtired, and now seems the opportune moment to settle in for the night."
>>Charlie nuzzled against him
>>"Yeah, that sounds reasonable..."
>>She hemmed and hawed
>>But...uhhhh...before you go..."
>>Where could she possibly be going with this?
>>Her grasp loosened and she pried herself away far enough that she could comfortably look up to meet his gaze
>>She smiled, meekly, almost with a hint of embarrassment
>>"Would you get too awful mad if I stole a goodnight kiss?"
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>Alastor's heart skipped a beat
>A kiss?
>Had he heard that right?
>His thoughts tumbled over themselves
>This...well, it wasn't a question he'd really anticpated having to answer
>He locked eyes with the demoness in his arms, scrutinizing her, instinctively trying to ascertain what was REALLY going on here
>Her smile faltered as she realized she may have gotten too aggresive, and she loosened her grip
>"I mean, you don't havta. It's fine if you say no"
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>"He'd better not say no!"
>Alastor looked past Charlie, at the pastel-goth woman still sitting at the bar, leering at the both of them
>"I hope you realize how lucky you are. You'd better not blow it!"
>He felt Charlie give a little laugh and nestle up against him
>"C'mon Vaggie, don't tease him."
>She released him and made for her seat
>It rapidly dawned on him that this was an unacceptable situation
>That smug little moth demon had gotten the upper hand on him far too often lately, and if he didn't act this would just be her latest victory
>"Charlie"
>He steeled himself
>He'd already overcome so much, surely he could face this too?
>"It's quite alright"
>He leaned down to give her easy access, turning his cheek as hard and far as he could, hoping to make it clear where he expected to be kissed
>If he knew where it was going to land then perhaps he could better prepare himself
>"Oh~ you~"
>Charlie was back on him in an instant, arms encircling his neck
>His heart felt like it could leap from his chest and go tap dancing across the floor at any moment
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>*Smeck*
>She was gentle
>Maddeningly gentle
>Like a silken vice
>He strained to keep his usual smile steady
>He strained to even keep his knees from wobbling
>It was no wonder that half of Hell crumbled at her approach
>Those obsidian lips could surely lay an entire army low if their owner had a mind to...
>*Chu~*
>She titled his head the other way and planted another kiss on the opposite cheek before he'd even had a chance to process the first
>Then she placed a hand on the back of his neck and directed his gaze to meet hers, their foreheads resting against on another
>Her eyes had shifted to their pure-crimson demonic form in the excitement
>"Thanks."
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>She blinked and shook her head
>Her eyes returned to their usual hue
>"You okay?
>The cervine demon contemplated the question
>His legs had apparently been transmuted to rubber without his prior knowledge
>He could feel his heart beating at his ribcage like a woodpecker
>The hot iron that was Charlie's touch threatened to melt him at any moment
>...yet, he was in no pain
>This was...well...this wasn't the worst thing he'd ever faced
>His mind could appreciate that, even as his body rebelled in panic
>"Quite fine, Darling. Quite fine."

>"Well that's very nice..."
>Alastor shivered as he suddenly felt velvet-covered fingers trace from the back of his neck all the way to the base of his spine, before finally sneaking beneath his coat and coming to rest on his tail
>"...But I'm afraid we have a small problem"
>The Radio Demon looked away from Charlie and toward her decidedly sharper-edged compatriot
>She shined a self-satisfied smile up at him through half-lidded eyes, even as she gently caressed his tail
>"If you're going to just make out with my girlfriend right in front of me, then I'm going to need a kiss too. That's the toll."
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>Alastor returned the smile. That was one task he could manage with no trouble.
>He should have known to expect as much from the likes of her
>"Very well."
>He closed his eyes and turned his face. He'd made it through one kiss already, another surely couldn't harm him.
>He heard Vaggie chuckle. There was a sinister slant to it.
>"No no, you misunderstand. I'm not giving, I'm taking."
>With that, she swept her luxurious sweep of silvery hair to the side and turned her cheek to him
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>He felt his grin falter, about as far as he'd ever let it
>A blush ignited his face
>The intensity of which hadn't afflicted him since...well, since this same little sadistic snuggle-crazed demon had first gotten hold of his tail
>She wanted HIM to kiss HER?
>Madness
>Beyond the pale
>Suspicion, that oldest and most faithful of companions, tried to make himself known again
>There was something at play here
>Something he wasn't seeing
>This was a ploy, a plot. It had to be.
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>He'd been tricked
>Hoodwinked
>He knew precious little of the rules that governed an intimate relationship, but it now occurred to him that he'd been lured into violating one that even he could understand with no trouble
>He'd taken a kiss from someone who already had a partner
>He'd painted a bullseye on his back
>Cruel vengeance could now be wrought upon him and no one would even bat an eye
>He-

>"Al."
>Vaggie's voice pulled him away from his own thoughts
>She smiled up at him
>Genuine
>Soft and sympathetic, lacking the sadistic bite that usually lurked beneath
>"This isn't a trick. Or a test. You can take it as it is."
>He wasn't sure what chilled him more, the thought that there was something sinister behind this, or the thought that she meant what she said
>He leaned forward
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>It was more sound than touch
>The moment he felt the barest touch of her skin against his he moved his lips to make the proper sound
>It had been so long that he'd all but forgotten the actual mechanics of the act, all he could do was imitate what he'd seen from afar and hope it was sufficient.

>His task completed, he pulled back and examined the two women before him searching for some sort of sign
>Vaggie spoke first
>"Good job"
> In a flash, she grabbed him by the collar, pulled him down, placed a kiss directly on his lips, and released him
>"I'm proud of you."
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>"OHMYGOOOSSSSH"
>Charlie pulled the both of them into a tight squeeze
>"That.Was.So.Cute!"
>Well, it seemed he hadn't committed any serious trespass after all
>Vaggie's petting of his tail reinforced the notion
>Charlie's hand soon joined hers, sending a delightful buzz dancing up and down his spine as they both caressed the little cloud of fluff
>He let the tension and fear slip away, remembering how good it could be to be touched
>He had to remember
>The status quo had changed
>Trickery was out the window
>Among a certain set, at least
>It was okay to accept the golden apple being held out to him
>He was safe here