Charlastor: First Kiss

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It was date night once again. Alastor and Charlie were driving into the heart of Pentagram City. This was only their third date; boy, he had plans for tonight. Hell didn't have many romantic locations, and there weren't many sightseeing opportunities either. But Alastor knew one or two secrets. After the usual dating activities, he drove out of the city and headed to a place he once called home. It was an hour before he pulled offroad and onto a hidden dirt path. Now Charlie was curious. Alastor continued until he reached a large clearing. It was one of the rare, beautiful places in all the seven rings of Hell. Charlie was stunned at the sight and almost tripped as she exited the car. The first thing she noticed was the two-story hunting cabin. Next was the small garden full of fruits and vegetables. Alastor chuckled and led her inside for a tour.

The surprises kept coming. Alastor had built this place when he had first fallen into Hell. Living out in the woods was more his style from the start. There was a generator in the back for power, along with all the amenities of a house in the city. It was cozy, warm, and down to Earth. While Charlie explored, Alastor cooked a hearty jambalaya for two and set the table. His fiancé came back after wading in the nearby river. The smell of a homecooked meal drew her in fast. She was already sitting at the table when he brought the pot over. As they ate, Alastor told her a bit about himself. Charlie had always been interested in his time alive. But she knew better than to push him. Perhaps the secluded setting put him at ease.

After washing up, Charlie decided her fiancé needed a little reward. So, she took a leap of faith and kissed him. The sound of static crackled throughout the cabin. It was a first for both of them. Alastor, too surprised for words, turned away as his skin matched his bright red hair. He had never felt this way before. While strange and nervous, he liked it. Charlie also averted her gaze. But on the inside, she was raging with excitement. She had finally done it.

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