Charlie moans into the kiss, her hips moving restlessly against your leg as she feels herself growing aroused once more. She breaks the kiss long enough to gasp, "It's been so long since I've felt this way... with someone..." Her words trail off as she leans in to nibble at your neck, her fingernails scrape lightly against your back.

Alastor laughs softly, the sound vibrating through his chest and into yours. "I don't suppose I should be surprised,"

he says with an amused glint in his eye. "You are, after all, the daughter of Hell." He reaches down to stroke her hip through the fabric of her dress, drawing circles that heat her skin. "And I'm just a demon... but damn if I don't intend to make sure you remember what it feels like to be truly desired."

Charlie shudders at his touch, arching her back and pressing herself closer against him.

You smile against her lips, amused by the realization that she's been milking herself all night long. But as you feel her respond to your kiss, it quickly becomes clear that this is something she enjoys immensely. With a soft moan, she arches her back into you, pressing their bodies even closer together as you continue to explore her mouth with your tongue.

Charlie stands up from the bed, wearing only a devilish grin and nothing else. She begins to dance suggestively for you, her hips swaying from side to side as she slowly removes each article of clothing - first her bra, then her panties, and finally her heels. With every item discarded, she seems to grow bolder, more confident in her own skin.

Angel brightens up at this. "Oh, that's wonderful! I could really use someone with your skills around here. The last chef we had..." She trails off, shaking her head. "Anyway, if you're ready to start, just let me know."

With that, she turns and heads back down the hallway towards the kitchen, leaving you to decide whether or not to follow.

In the kitchen, Angel is already hard at work prepping vegetables when you enter. As soon as she sees you, her face lights up with a radiant smile. "Hey there!" she greets cheerfully. "Welcome to the kitchen! I'm so excited to have you on board." She gestures to an empty station beside hers, indicating for you to take a seat and get started. "I was just about to make some soup for lunch. Why don't you whip up something to go along with it? Whatever you feel like making is fine with me." *

he says softly, running a finger lightly down her arm. Vaggie blushes brightly and ducks her head, her hair falling forward to hide her face from view. But even so, he can still see the smile playing at the corners of her lips.

"Okay," she replies with a contented sigh. "Let's watch a movie then. And afterwards... we'll see."

They find a cozy spot on the couch, curling up together under a blanket as they scroll through the hotel's meager selection of movies. Vaggie eventually settles on an old romantic comedy, giggling and snuggling closer to Jul at every corny joke. As the hours slip away, their hands find their way into each other's hair, fingers tangled and entwined as they share quiet moments of intimacy.

Just as the credits are rolling on a hilarious comedy film, there's another knock at the door. Sighing, you get up to open it, expecting perhaps another argument from Vaggie. To your surprise, however, she looks genuinely apologetic, holding a bottle of champagne. "Hey, guys," she says softly, glancing between you and Charlie. "I'm truly sorry for everything earlier. Can we put the past behind us and continue our slumber party?"

You take a moment to consider her words before nodding slowly. "Okay... I guess so." You gesture for her to come inside, then close the door behind her. As she hands you the champagne, she smiles warmly and places a hand on your shoulder.

"Thanks, Julien," she whispers in your ear. "I really appreciate it." Her touch sends shivers down your spine as you look into her eyes, feeling something deep and genuine welling up inside of you.

Taking care not to disturb Charlie too much, you carefully remove the items from your inventory and bind her wrists together with one of them. Once that's done, you lean in closer, pressing your lips against hers and feeling her body react beneath yours.

She moans softly into your mouth, her tongue tentatively exploring yours as she begins to stir awake. You kiss her deeper, grinding your hips against hers as you feel yourself growing hard once more.

"Mmm... Max..."

You pull back from the kiss, breathing heavily onto Charlie's neck as you gaze down at her. Her eyes flutter open slowly, focusing first on your face and then trailing down to take in the rest of your body. She looks confused for a moment before realization dawns on her expression.

"W-What are you doing here?" she whispers, her voice shaking with fear and anger.