Y/n was lounging in an armchair at the hotel, her tail elegantly trailing over her long legs, when an angel sauntered up to her, a flask of liquor in his hands. "Oh hey, toots, how are you?" he asked, sitting down by her side, then flinching as her tail curled around his thigh.

"Just fine, just got back from hunting in the Ring of Rage. I met Lucifer though," she said, shrugging before lifting her hands to display the muscles that rippled in her chest and arms. Angel nearly drooled right there, but composed himself and smiled wryly. "Oh really, Lucifer? And what is the big devil himself doing in the Ring of Rage and not in his castle?" he asked.

"I don't know, he just said he wanted to meet," she replied, cutting herself off as Charlie hurried downstairs, a bag of her clothes in her hands. "Oh hey there, Charlie," Y/n called out as the blonde girl turned to face her, a smile spreading across her pale face. "Y/N, there you are! Me and Vaggie were worried about you yesterday!"

Y/n hums but freezes as soon as she hears Alastor's breathing. "Oh yes, there you are, Y/n dear. I thought you wanted to have dinner with me yesterday, but you never showed up," he said, leaning closer to her, almost falling over him off the couch. Angel glared at the pink, berry demon.

She groans and swats him away, hitting his cheek lightly. He smiles wider and steps away, letting her rise to her feet. She lashes her tail. "I was fine, Alastor, but I would like to have dinner later though," she turned to Charlie. "I have a feeling you're going to heaven right to see the court." Charlie nodded instantly and Y/n smiled before she leaned forward and brushed Charlie's cheek with her claws. "Be careful, dear. I would hate if Lucifer himself were to come down here and see what happens with his dearest daughter."

Charlie giggled. "Yes, ma'am," before she hugged Y/n and then they walked away. Y/n stared after them, and Alastor came up to them, laying a hand on their shoulders. "Do not worry so much, dear Charlie is the princess of Hell after all, and Vaggie is there to protect her as well. I'm sure they'll get it right," he said.

Y/n nodded but didn't say anything, brushing Alastor's hand off her shoulder before taking the stairs to her room and closing the door. Angel and Husk shared a look before the spider demon sighed. "I'll go and check on her," he said before slipping upstairs.

He soon came to her room and knocked softly. "Darling, do you want to talk?" he asked. Y/n grumbled from inside and stood, the door sliding open revealing the beautiful siren demon lying in her bed. She was usually dressed in her pretty gown but today it was buttoned up, more of a light shirt with a high collar than her usual black attire.

Angel swallowed the feeling of arousal that had already begun to grow, shaking his head. Now is not the time. I can pleasure her later if she truly desires, he thought before approaching her. Placing one hand on her knee as he sat on her bed, he spoke softly. "Hello there. Do you want to talk? What happened earlier? Don't you want to see Charlie? Is that it?"

Y/n stayed silent, gazing out at the moonlight filtering through the window before finally hoisting herself onto her rump and turning to him. "It's not her, it's just that... I don't know if I want to see Lucien again, but something tells me I have to."

Angel winces slightly at the mention of the King of Hell himself, staring at her intently. "You really met him, did you?" he asks, and Y/n nods. "Something about him was... captivating in a way. He flirted heavily, not that I didn't enjoy it, but I have never before been seen in the eyes of royalty. It felt strange," she says, scratching her arms as the sleeves of her garment flash a bit.

Angel took her hands in one of his and gallantly kissed it. "You know, I can flirt too, if you'd like," he asked, his eyes flashing with desire.

Y/n smirked and kissed his hand in return. "I know, dear, I know. But you do it with artifice. He was genuine," Angel felt a twinge of hurt beginning to blossom in his chest, but he suppressed it. Y/n didn't realize what she was getting into. He cupped her cheek and bit his lip with sharp teeth. "Oh, come on, dear. I can pleasure you much better than the King of Hell can, trust me."

Y/n smiled and allowed herself to be led back towards the end of her pillow, her legs spreading open to welcome him against her womanhood.

"Show me, then, Angel. Show me how well you can pleasure me, and maybe, just maybe, I'll forget the name of Lucifer." Angel felt his arousal intensify, and he groaned before leaning in and nibbling on the delicate burst of fur and scales she had around her breasts. "Do you truly want me to do this? I mean, I'm not one to ask for permission, but with you, I'd do anything," he said.

Y/n laughed and cupped his cheek, then taking one of his other hands and brought it to her panties that were now fully slipping to the side, a faint stain of slickness lingering there. He felt her warmth beneath him. "Yes, I'm certain, Angel. Do your worst."

He moaned and swiftly moved down, nudging her panties away with one swipe of his long tongue. He breathed in the scent of her essence and sighed, his eyes dilating. "Damn, darling, you truly possess something divine. Not only do you have a delectable nectar, but you possess a delectable essence as well."

T/n gasped, the sound trailing off into a high-pitched whine as Angel lapped a stripe up her core, capturing the slickness there and drawing it back into his mouth. She tasted like strawberries, with a hint of sultriness.

"Do you desire my shaft within your velvet depths, Y/n? Do you crave it? Please, divulge your desires to me," he whispered, leaning over her and allowing her to feel the hardness of his arousal beneath his straining pants.

Y/n moaned and smiled, her teeth gleaming and her long tongue teasingly slipping out, revealing its dual-edged nature. It only served to further arouse Angler's already throbbing member.

"You are the only one permitted to ravish me now. Oh yes, fulfill your every desire, my angelic lover," she moaned, tilting her head back and exposing a generous amount of her chest. With each breath, she exuded an air of sensuality, akin to that of a character in an adult film, yet more authentic. This was genuine; this was real intimacy, unencumbered by the presence of a camera.

He let out a primal moan, devoid of inhibition. Soon after, he hastily discarded his trousers, indifferent to the possibility that other guests in the vicinity might hear the raw passion between the two engaged in passionate lovemaking.

Teasing the tip of his member at her entrance, Angel slowly began to penetrate her. Y/n moaned fervently, her wings fluttering gently like a bird's, and her tail flicked, lightly tapping the edge of the bed, causing it to quiver. Angel, struck by her adorable yet exquisite appearance, knew it would be challenging to restrain himself, especially considering his ability to induce forgetfulness in his partners.

Soon, he was fully immersed in her depths, initiating deliberate and unhurried thrusts. Y/n emitted a mix of grunts and moans with each seamless motion, prompting Angel to bite his lip in ecstasy. "Your tightness is truly intoxicating," he groaned before intensifying the rhythm of his hips against hers.

They continued their intimate exchange for a while before his pace quickened, the weight of his cock becoming increasingly heavy as precum coated her inner walls, which involuntarily clenched around him. Eventually, his eyes rolled back, his member quivered with intensity, and he released his essence into her, joined by Y/n's own fervent release. Their heated fluids mingled, binding them together in an intimate moment. Despite the urge to withdraw immediately, Angel hesitated, feeling the constriction of his knot forming within her. A twinge of panic arose within him, as he did not wish to risk impregnating her, yet in the throes of passion, his concerns were overshadowed.

Soon, streams of ejaculate cascaded over her figure, trickling down her skin and filling her every crevice. "I apologize for the force of my climax," Angel expressed before trailing a finger along her form, collecting a portion of the spilled essence and gently reintroducing it into her warmth.

Trembling around his touch, Y/n released a contented sigh before her features softened, followed by a subtle tightening of her muscles. "It's... alright. That was truly enjoyable. I've never experienced such intimacy with another gentleman before. It was... fulfilling," she remarked with a smile, a laugh escaping her lips as she sat up, wincing slightly. "No, wait, let me retrieve a towel to cleanse you," Angel insisted as he gently kissed her knee and hurried to rise, his arousal now subsiding but still tender.

He then made his way to her bathroom and retrieved a white towel before tenderly cleaning and wiping down her intimate area, discarding the towel somewhere with the confidence that Y/n would attend to it later. He then carefully nestled back into her arms, his voice soft as he inquired, "May we engage in an embrace?" before leaning in for a kiss.

Y/n smiled softly, reciprocating the kiss before drawing back slightly and enveloping him in the embrace of her wings, her tail subtly caressing his arousal and beginning to move in a gentle, rhythmic manner. Angel gasped, "Hey, I thought we were finished now!" he protested, his voice squeaking slightly. Y/n chuckled once more before planting a kiss on his chin, "Rest now, my dear. Let me attend to you," she whispered before guiding Angel to recline as he emitted soft sounds of pleasure and slowly succumbed to slumber in her protective embrace.