IMP's Chick Magnet (Helluva Boss Waifus x Male Reader)

Masquerade

A/N: Credit to Renowned-Wolf for helping with a few things.

The episode opens with waking up in a dimly lit room, tied up to a chair. He tries to budge free but fails. His captor, a Hellhound, paces around him.

Captor: Finally awake, Angel Dust?

Angel glowers but eventually regains his confident smile.

Angel: Yeah, and what's it to ya?

Captor holds a knife against Angel's face

Captor: I want you to tell me where your boss stashes his vault.

Angel: *laughs unbothered* It's hilarious you think I'd tell you anything.

The captor grabs Angel off the ground by the neck

Captor: Fine! I guess I'll just have to fuck the information out of ya.

Angel: *stares defiantly* Do your worst *then breaks into a seductive smile* daddy~

The captor rips his shirt open and engages in sexual intercourse with Angel, revealing this is a porn film played on the hotel's TV.

Angel (onscreen): ~Oh yeah baby~

Cuts to You, Sir Pentious and Charlie watching creeped out, Vaggie annoyed and Niffty rather interested.

Angel: You know, this performance won me a Sex-x-x award.

Charlie: It's -a - very honest - oh *turns away, nauseous*

Vaggie: (shielding Charlie's eyes) Ew. Ok, enough of that. Angel, what the fuck?

Y/N: I think I'm gonna be sick...

A/N: In the writer's room;

Wolf: I wish I was the hellhound in that video.

Anson: O_o. (scoots away from him)

Back in the story;

Your stomach rumbles in an upset manner.

Charlie: Are you ok?

Y/N: ...No.

You run and throw up off-screen.

Angel: What? You said it's a show-and-tell day. I'm showing you my best film, and I'm telling you that it scored me a win over that bitch Tiffany Titfucker.

Husk: (polishing glassware) You know, not a very convincing interrogation scene.

Angel: *laughs pissed off* Alright then, dickhead. What makes you think you have any right to insult my work to my fucking face?

Husk: You really gonna sit there and act like these scripts ain't hot garbage?

Y/N: Ya know, Husk has a point. I've been interrogated before, but most of them were incompetent morons and I didn't end up fucking them...

Angel: Fuck you! This is classy art! *points to the TV screen*

Co-star slaps Angel's butt and bites it. Sir Pentious covers his eyes.

A/N: Sir. That is not what "eating ass" means...

Husk: That's bullshit. You get drunk and bitch about them all the time. Everyone likes to bitch to a bartender. I learn everything about you and these motherfuckers at this point.  (points to Sir Pentious) That one is an insecure buffoon whose lonely ass watches you asleep.