𝐇𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 - Hazbin Hotel

maid

Adam was fucking livid. Of all the things these assholes could have done to him as a punishment for being a dick, the last thing he thought about was being forced to wear a maid outfit.

"You want to treat the hotel like your own garbage can? You'll learn to clean up after yourself." Was what Lucifer had told him. They apparently didn't care how tidy he kept his own room, that was his personal space. But as soon as you leave a few things here and there, well, look the fuck out.

In the middle of the fucking night, apparently the king snuck into his room and stole all his fucking clothes! Leaving behind only a maids outfit for Adam to wear. A french maids outfit at that. It even had heels!

To make things worse he actually had to clean the hotel dressed like that. When he finally came down, clad in the outfit he earned a whistle from Angel Dust. "Looking good big guy, don't miss a spot."

Adam flushed with embarrassment and flipped him off as he stomped over to the supply closet to get the cleaning supplies. He didn't miss the sound of a camera clicking from behind.

He was so fucking mad as he dusted and swept the floors. Their actual maid didn't even dress like this! It was beyond humiliating. Adam tried his best to tune out the snickers he heard behind his back. It made his blood boil like hot lava.

He had to wash the floors last, but apparently the fucking mop got thrown out and all he had to clean the damn floor with was a rag and bucket of water. "I'm starting where I fucking want to." He growled to himself as he marched upstairs. If he had to get on his fucking hands and knees to clean the god damned floor, he'll start in a hall where no one was.

Dropping to his knees, Adam soaked the rag in soapy water and started washing the floor, cursing everyone in the fucking hotel as he did so. Who did they think they were? Making him wear this fucking thing. It barely covered him! "Fucking assholes." He rung out the cloth and dipped in again.

"How's it coming?" Lucifer's voice came out of nowhere, causing Adam to shriek and nearly toppled the pale of water.

"What the fuck, asshole?!" Adam growled, a dark glare set into his features. He was so not in the mood to be teased with. "What the fuck do you want?"

"Aw, don't tell me you're upset." Lucifer cooed and reached a hand out only to have it slapped away. He chuckled. "Oh come on, it doesn't look that bad." It really didn't, the outfit hugged Adams waist in just the right way, the skirt was just long enough to not show what was underneath. Good, no one but Lucifer should see those parts of him.

"Fuck you, I look stupid!" Adams face burned. The moment he took this off he was burning it.

Lucifer hummed, sure it was entertaining to see Adam in something like this, but he didn't look as stupid as he thought. Actually, he made it look rather attractive. It wasn't so much a punishment for Adam as it was a bit of fun for Lucifer.

He knew that he'd never willingly agree to wear one of these. So when he started being a bit sloppy around the hotel Lucifer took his opportunity. He could have some fun while teaching his sinner a lesson.

"Since you're right outside, you should clean my room next."

Adam scoffed and looked away, ringing the rag out more. "Why?" He jolted when he felt a hand grip the base of one of his horns, forcing him to look the king in the eye.

"Because I told you to. Now be a good little maid, and do your job." Lucifer grinned. The look on Adams face was twisted between humiliation with a hint of desire from having his horn pulled.

When he let go, Adam grumbled getting to his feet, he snatched up the bucket and walked into Lucifer's room, heels click clacking as he walked. When he got there, he went to the adjoining bathroom to get some fresh water. He added soap and went back to the bedroom, where Lucifer was sitting on the bed with a smirk. Fuck him.