Children of the Hotel (18+)

5. Free Souls

That night Angel Dust winked at Husk, hinting that he still had a bit of kink left in him. "What should we do first since we're free?" Angel asked. "Should we get one more fuck in? I mean, now it's not for pleasure. It's for practical purposes."

"When you say 'practical purposes', do you mean having our own child?" Husk asked.

"Yep. Damn, you catch on fast."

Husk chuckled. "Sure. Let's hit the sheets. It's late and I'm tired as fuck."

Angel Dust smiled. "Me too." He paused. "Wait. What time is it?"

Husk glanced at the clock on the wall. "Almost midnight," he replied. "And if you look around we're the only ones awake."

"I still find it quite strange how Alastor is an early sleeper and an early riser," Angel said. He shrugged. "Eh, what the hell? Let's go to bed."

Husk and Angel Dust made their way to Angel's bedroom in the Hotel. Inside, Fat Nuggets was sleeping in his pet bed that had his name shiningly embroidered in it. Angel would never forget the bed as it was a birthday gift from Charlie.

Looking at Fat Nuggets peacefully sleeping while the two redeemed sinners lay awake together made Angel Dust feel terrible.

"Babe, what's wrong?" Husk asked.

"I don't think I'll be able to bring Fat Nuggets to Heaven with us since he's a Hellborn," Angel replied.

"That pig hasn't done shit to prove he belongs in Hell. He's nothing but a sweetheart and we all know it," Husk said, reassuring his fiancé.

Angel gave his fiancé a small smile. "You know what? You're right. And we should get this over and done with, don't you think?"

Husk smiled and then yawned. "Yeah. Let's get this shit over and done with. I'm ready to sleep."

Angel smiled, laughing. "Who said we had to fuck awake? I know from experience it's way better when you're sleepin' with 'em." 

Husk smiled with a laugh that instantly turned into a yawn. "I'll take your word for it, Angel Dust."

Angel laid his head on Husk's as both of them closed their eyes. "I'm a changed man. Call me Anthony." 

Husk smiled as he drifted off to sleep. Shortly after, Angel fell asleep.

* * *

Hellbent rummaged through his dads' old stuff and wondered why they still had these unholy stuff packed up in boxes. He smiled as he grabbed the dice and deck of cards, knowing that he had a lucky streak. The thing was his dads would never allow that. He looked in Angel Dust's box, disgusted to find a bunch of sex toys and condoms. He couldn't imagine Angel being a porn star — it just didn't seem like him to be such. Also he saw a bunch of alcohol bottles in the boxes and wished to bring it up with his dads, but knew that the past haunted them so he didn't think of it.  Closing the boxes, Hellbent left with the deck of cards and dice. But as he ran off with the cards and dice, he was caught.

"What do you think you're doing?" Angel Dust asked. "Where the fuck did you find those?" 

"I... I saw some old boxes and I thought I'd check them out. I'm so sorry if I caused too much trouble," Hellbent said. 

Angel sighed. "Those boxes are the fucking reason why we still haven't made it to Heaven."

"Why get rid of them when you can give them to me? Well, except for the sex shit. You can get rid of that disgusting shit if you want. But the gambling potential with my underlying luck!"