Let's Stay Tuned!

"Hello, Miss Charlie... Yes, I'm ready to go into the exposure therapy." Don had his powers off, as he had learned to turn them off a couple days ago, allowing him to hide them when needed.

"Oh, Uncle Mammon can be a little rough around the edges but he has some good qualities, too! As greedy as he is, he used to buy me a lot of gifts when I was a child. I think it was one of his ways of showing affection for me," Charlie explained, deciding to try to keep away from the topic of Don's dreams about the past. Now was not the time for that.

"... Now that I think about it, how come the other sins weren't aware of Mr Vox's attempt to attack Heaven? I know they're occupied with their own ring, but they should have at least came when your father was... Held hostage as a energy source to Mr Vox's superweapon? I have a feeling that once they find out, they will not be happy with the outcome." Perhaps they knew that Vox would fail right from the start, or that they knew that coming to help Lucifer might allow Vox to manipulate the situation further, try to turn the sinners against the sins themselves in the process.

"I don't think they were aware. I didn't even know until we broke the weapon," Charlie admitted. "And by then the Vees had been defeated. There wasn't much for them to do."

"Uncle Ozzie and Aunt Bee were aware of Vox's attempt to take on Heaven before the gala but it seemed kinda, ya know, crazy so they didn't take it seriously. I'm not sure about the others, I haven't talked to them about it yet."

"But I really should invite one of them here so they can see what we're doing at the hotel. I've told Bee about it before and she's been supportive about the idea. I'll send her an invite and let you know when she's going to visit," Charlie said, feeling certain that her aunt would say yes.

"How delightful!" he declared, straightening back up again. "You truly are a charming belle, aren't you? Cleaning it and all for me."

The feral side of him wanted to take the thing and eat it raw right there. But it technically wasn't his yet and even if it was, this was a thing to be savored. There was no telling when or even if he would have a chance to devour such a delicacy again.

"Oh shucks," Millie waved a hand "Just doin' what I figure I'd prefer if someone brought me some meat..."

At the question of what could be offered in return, Millie's smile softened. In her heart she knew what she really wanted for her loved ones at I.M.P. But she'd start small. "What would say it's worth?" she asked. "I think that could be fair."

It was generous, in his opinion, given that he was only getting a forearm but he did really want it and hopefully it would inspire the imp to bring him more in the future.

"Now is this little deal approved by your boss or is this something that should stay our little secret?"

Vaggi immediately wakes and practically jumps out of bed and checks for a weapon nearby in case she needed to use it.

Alastor falls over, effectively tackled. The Radio Demon is actually pretty light and while Lucifer is small he is much stronger than he looks.

Still she didn’t seem angry - maybe this would go better after all.

He rubbed his thumb across the back of Alastor’s hand and took a breath to steady himself . “Around two Months , “ three weeks of those two months being their official courting after all. “I- we wanted to tell you sooner of course but with everything going on I didn’t want to add more to your plate honey “

"There is a thin line between love and hate, my dear," Alastor commented before taking another bite of his food with his free hand.

"Well, if you are both happy then that's- that's great," she forced a smile and gave a double thumbs up.

She was happy for them, she really was, but part of her was sad for the loss of her mother and father's relationship. It may have ended quite some time ago but she'd always hoped her mom would come back and they'd be together again.

But it had been 8 years at this point, she couldn't blame her dad for searching for happiness. And she wanted him to have it.

Cocaine had never been on the top of his list of things to do.

The shadow picked up the bottle and melted along with it into the ground.

Molly's smile widened, seeming to take interest in his challenge. Taking a moment to think, she decided to go with something she's more curious about what he knows than trying to find something challenging.

But this he actually did know something about.

"The Boston Molasses Disaster happened in the 1920's when a molasses storage tank broke and molasses went flooding into the streets. Killed a couple dozen people I believe. An interesting way to go, don't you think? The saying is 'slow as molasses' you would think they would have been able to get out of the way!" he laughed sharply.

"But really, the sheer volume of it was moving at the speed of a car. Not that many today would realize that."

However, he could not heal his other injuries as he had exhausted his meager magical reserves healing the most dangerous wound. His landing was rough, both because several of his feathers had been ripped out, making flying more difficult, and because a slash to the back of his ankle sliced the tendon that helped him walk. He landed with a grunt and was brought to his knees, panting and bleeding, but alive. (dominicmorningstar)

One of the front doors to the hotel happened to open just seconds after he landed. And there stood Angel Dust, wearing his sunglasses and ready to go out on the town.

His fabulous demeanor dropped immediately, seeing Dominic. "Oh shit!" he exclaimed and rushed over to Dominic. "Kid, what happened?"

He scanned him quickly, picking the side Dominic was less damaged on and put Dominic's arm over his shoulders to help him towards the door. As tall as Angel was, the kid was beefy. He wouldn't be able to lift him but he could help him inside.

When his dad linked arms with him, he gave a nod. "Let's get going. The idea of a bed sounds incredible, and I'm sure I'll be hungry soon."

He unlinked their arms and stood up, reaching down to help Dominic get his leg adjusted on to the bed.

"I am glad that you felt you could come back here for help," Alastor said.

"Could I touch your ears?"

"My ears?" Alastor chuckled, and while normally he wouldn't let anyone near him, especially those ears, he knew Charlie wouldn't mean any harm. Not at this stage in the game.

"Wow, they really are soft," she agreed. "Do you like having them touched?"

However, he could not heal his other injuries as he had exhausted his meager magical reserves healing the most dangerous wound. His landing was rough, both because several of his feathers had been ripped out, making flying more difficult, and because a slash to the back of his ankle sliced the tendon that helped him walk. He landed with a grunt and was brought to his knees, panting and bleeding, but alive. (dominicmorningstar)

One of the front doors to the hotel happened to open just seconds after he landed. And there stood Angel Dust, wearing his sunglasses and ready to go out on the town.

His fabulous demeanor dropped immediately, seeing Dominic. "Oh shit!" he exclaimed and rushed over to Dominic. "Kid, what happened?"

He scanned him quickly, picking the side Dominic was less damaged on and put Dominic's arm over his shoulders to help him towards the door. As tall as Angel was, the kid was beefy. He wouldn't be able to lift him but he could help him inside.

"Nothing that requires stitches." He said, making a mental assessment. "Just some cuts that may need wraps or simple bandages. After some rest and a solid meal, my magic should recharge enough by tomorrow that I'll be able to heal most of them myself."

He shifted in his seat. "I'll need help getting up to my room, or at least some crutches." He heaved a sigh. "It's been a long day, and I was not expecting a fight." While Dominic was generally always prepared for a fight, he had not been ready for one while visiting his friend.

"Yeah, no problem," Angel smiled at him fondly. The kid was a good egg and he'd had his fair share of fights he needed help with before. It was good to help someone else out.

"We can get you to your room," Alastor assured him.

"And I will work on getting you some crutches," Charlie declared, wanting to be useful and wanting Dominic to stay in bed at least for a little while.

"I believe you are properly patched up for the time being," Alastor said, sitting down on the sofa next to him. He carefully linked his arm through Dominic's. "We're going to travel through shadows. Are you ready?"

Traveling via shadows was second nature to Alastor; he did it all the time. And he could take people with him but they tended to be unnerved by it. There was a seething darkness in there that felt like it was always watching. And so, Alastor had been thoughtful enough to warn his son first.

"Get some rest, Dominic," Angel gave him a small wave and a soft smile.

Which position makes you feel the most powerful during sex?

Do you prefer to be in control, or do you like letting someone else take the lead?

What’s the one spot on your body that drives you wild when touched?

Have you ever faked an orgasm? Be honest.

What’s your favorite way to tease a partner before things get serious?

Are you satisfied with your body, or is there one feature you’d change if you could?

Do you like dirty talk? If yes, what kind of words get you going?

What’s the most public place you’ve ever been intimate, or wanted to be?

Do you prefer slow, sensual sex or fast and rough?

What’s one fantasy you’ve never told anyone?

Do you like being watched, or do you prefer total privacy?

What’s the sexiest thing someone has ever said to you?

Do you enjoy giving or receiving more?

Have you ever had a one-night stand? Would you do it again?

What’s your favorite piece of lingerie or lack thereof?

Do you like using toys in the bedroom?

What’s the longest you’ve gone without sex, and how did it affect your mood?

Do you prefer morning sex, midnight passion, or something in between?

What’s one thing you’ve done in bed that surprised even you?

Do you like leaving marks on your partner or having them leave marks on you?

What’s your biggest turn-on that most people wouldn’t guess?

Have you ever been caught in the act? spill the details.

Do you like role-playing? If so, what scenario gets you going?

What’s the most sensitive part of your body that isn’t obvious?

Do you prefer eye contact during intimacy, or do you like to close your eyes and feel?

What’s one thing you’d never try in bed, no matter what?

Do you like being praised or degraded during sex?

What’s the best kiss you’ve ever had and what made it so good?

Do you enjoy foreplay more than the main event, or is it just a means to an end?

If you could have sex with anyone (real or fictional, past or present), who would it be, and why?

Which scent on a lover makes you lose control instantly?

Do you prefer silk sheets, leather cuffs, or nothing at all?

What’s the one sound you make that you hope no one ever records?

Have you ever used your powers, or lack thereof, in bed?

What’s the riskiest text you’ve ever sent mid-foreplay?

Do you like your hair pulled, or are you the one doing the pulling?

What’s the most unexpected place your hands have wandered?

Do you keep a secret toy hidden somewhere no one would guess?

What’s one rule you’d break for the right person?

Do you prefer whispered promises or loud commands?

What’s the fastest you’ve ever gone from “hello” to skin on skin?

Have you ever left a lover begging for more and walked away?

What’s the one body part you’re secretly obsessed with on someone else?

Do you like tasting yourself on someone else’s lips?

"The very original recipe for Coke contained cocaine. It wasn't until the late 1920's that they fully phased it out due to health concerns. This is Hell though and people here mostly aren't concerned with their health."

"Yeah, I know. Grew up on tha' stuff, afta' all," Molly would begin as she'd shift her weight, crossing her lower arms. "Just ain't tha' same as takin' tha' stuff raw though, ya' know?"

Cocaine had never been on the top of his list of things to do.

The shadow picked up the bottle and melted along with it into the ground.