𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋, 𝙃.𝘽, 𝙃.𝙃

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗪𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘

When you wake up the next morning, Angel Dust is cuddled in your arms, his head atop yours. You smile, running your claws down his spine and one of the many arms that cuddle your waist. He's cute, I can't deny that, you think to yourself, smiling. One of your star-studded wings twitches. But I know there's more than just lust between us. Between me and all of them. You smirk. Heh, even Lucifer definitely has something more between us. You smile wider, feeling a warmth in your heart that you never thought possible.

Angel stirs, his eyes fluttering open. "Morning, Y/N," he murmurs sleepily.

You nuzzle his chest fluff, purring softly. "Morning, Angel. How are you feeling today?"

Angel stretches, yawning widely. "Like I could take on the world with you by my side," he says, grinning.

You laugh, rolling over onto your back and pulling Angel on top of you. "Well then, what are we waiting for? Let's go conquer the world together."

Angel laughs and cuddles into your breasts, licking a stripe over one of your nipples. You hiss and swat him on the back of his head. He whines, "Hey! You liked that yesterday!"

You pinch his back in retaliation, and he whines again. "Hey!"

"Don't be such a baby," you tease, ruffling his fluffy hair.

Angel pouts, but the twinkle in his eyes gives away his amusement. "You're mean," he mumbles, wrapping his arms around you and resting his head on your chest.

You chuckle, running your claws through his hair. "And you're adorable," you say softly.

Angel blushes, hiding his face in your chest. "Stop, you're embarrassing me," he mumbles.

You laugh again, feeling a surge of affection for the spider demon. "I'm just telling the truth, Angel. Now come on, let's get up and get some breakfast before the others wake up."

Angel sighs but allows you to lift him up, your hips swiveling as you stand from the plush red bed and let him down on the floor. You snap your fingers, and clothes appear on both of you, making Angel blush.

"You... you don't need to coddle me like this," he says.

You press a claw to his lips. "Shh, darling. I do whatever I want, okay?"

He nods, and you smirk. "Now, let's go."

You take his hand and open your door with a wave of your talon, walking down the stairs. Husk is the only one who is awake, so the others are still asleep. Even Niffty is walking around, sweeping her brush in the dirty corners.

"Morning, Husk," you say, nodding to the cat demon.

Husk grunts in response, his ears twitching irritably. You roll your eyes, leading Angel into the kitchen.

"What would you like for breakfast, Angel?" you ask, pulling out some ingredients from the fridge.

Angel sits down on one of the bar stools, his hands folded in front of him. "Uhh, whatever you can make, Angel Face," he says.

You nod, your tails swinging behind you as you pull out the ingredients and start to make some fluffy pancakes. You don't often cook in the Night Kingdom, but you remember that your other mother, when she was still alive, used to love making pancakes and fish stews for you. They were simply delicious.

As you mix the batter and start to cook the pancakes, Angel watches you intently, his head resting on his hand.

"You know, you're really good at this," he says, admiration evident in his voice.

You smile, flipping a pancake onto a plate. "Thanks, Angel. I guess I inherited my love for cooking from my other mother."

Angel's face softens. "I'm sorry to hear that she's no longer with us," he says gently.

You shake your head, focusing on the pancakes. "She died by the Queen's talon. It's nothing big, really."

Husk perks up, his ears pricking forward. "You never really told us about your life before," he says.

You hum, spreading a wing to reveal a pale scar running from your wing claw to your hip, hidden behind a slip of clothing. "That's the scar Queen Awardwinner gave me the day I was found in her bed, snoozing."

Husk raises a brow, while Angel spits out his drink in disgust. "What? You were sleeping, and you got clawed because of that?"

You nod, flipping another pancake onto Angel's plate. "Yup. Apparently, it's against royal protocol for a lowly dragon like me to sleep in the Queen's bed." You roll your eyes, shaking your head at the ridiculousness of it all.

Angel's eyes widen in horror. "That's awful! How could anyone do that to you?"

You shrug a wing, taking a plate for yourself and Husk. "Here," you say, laying it on the bar.
Husk cocks a brow. "Really?"

You nod. "You can't just live on booze or any beer at all, you know."

Husk shrugs before digging in, his ears flipping up in surprise. "You're a... "You cut him off by shoving a bite of pancake into his mouth. "Shh, kitten. I know."

You turn to Angel, who's still looking shocked. "And about those things, our Queen was very strict about her protocol. Hell, half the time, her mate was barely allowed to sleep there before they had hatchlings."

Angel's mouth falls open. "That's... that's terrible! How could anyone live like that?"

You sigh, shaking your head. "It's just the way things were, Angel. The Queen ruled with an iron claw, and anyone who dared to challenge her paid the price."

Husk snorts. "So dragons are even worse than humans, then?"

You shake your head again. "No, not really. I think dragons are better than humans because we actually tell people what we feel." You give Husk a pointed look, making him choke on his pancake. Angel does the same, his face flushed.

You laugh, feeling a bit mischievous. "Relax, boys. I won't force you to tell me your true feelings for anyone in this hotel."

Husk clears his throat, taking a sip of his drink. "Good. 'Cause I'm not sharing shit."

Angel giggles, nudging Husk with his elbow. "You're such a grouch, Husk."

Husk glares at Angel but doesn't say anything, just continues to eat his pancakes in silence. You smile, happy to see the two of them getting along.

Suddenly, there's a knock on the door. You frown, exchanging a look with Husk and Angel before standing up and walking towards it. When you open the door, you're surprised to see a brown-skinned girl with strange hair and purple-white eyes.

"Uhh, can I help you ma'am?" you ask, unsure of who this person is.

The girl looks up from her phone, her lips splitting into a wide grin. "Yes, actually! I'm Velvet, one of the Vees. You know, since, uh, you kinda fucked my boss here." She gestures behind her.

You chuckle, your ear twitching as you hear Husk and Angel gasp and choke on their pancakes.

 "Well, that does ring a bell. Velvet, was it? Why don't you come in?" You step aside, allowing the shorter woman to enter your hotel.

Velvet smirks, taking you by the hand and kissing your knuckles. "Oh my, you're such a sweetheart! Vox was right about that."

She stops halfway into the room, her eyes trailing over to Angel. "Angel Dust, you're still here! I thought you'd left long ago. Valentino wants you back."

Angel pales, his fork clattering to the plate. "W-what? No, I can't go back there! You know what he did to me, Velvet!"

Velvet shrugs, her face expressionless. "That's not my problem, Angel. Valentino wants what he wants, and he always gets it. Now come with me, or I'll have to force you."

You step in front of Angel protectively, your wings flaring out. "Over my dead body, Velvet. Angel is staying here with me."

Velvet raises an eyebrow, her eyes glinting dangerously. "Don't make me hurt you, dragon. You may be tough, but I've got tricks up my sleeve that you can't even imagine."

You chuckle, and suddenly the room turns pitch black. When the light returns, Velvet gasps in pain as three long, red gashes appear on her cheek. "Stay away from my friends," you snarl, your voice echoing around the room.

Velvet looks up at you in horror, taking in your giant form towering over her, your star-studded wings spread wide. "What are you?" she whispers, backing away slowly.

You smirk, your tail lashing behind you. "I'm the Dragon Queen, Velvet. And if you come near my friends again, I'll make sure you regret it."

Velvet staggers backwards, her eyes wide with fear. She turns and bolts out of the hotel, leaving you standing there, panting slightly.

Angel and Husk both stare at you, their mouths hanging open. "Y/N, you're... you're amazing," Angel whispers, awe in his voice.

You grin, your form shrinking back to its normal size. "Thanks, Angel. I'm glad I could protect you."

Husk clears his throat, looking slightly uncomfortable. "Well, that was... something. Are you sure you're okay, Y/n?"

You nod, brushing off your wings. "I'm fine, Husk. Just a little winded."

He nods, still looking unsure. "Well, if you say so. But seriously, that was impressive. I've never seen anything like that before."

You chuckle, feeling a bit embarrassed by the praise. "Thanks, Husk. It's just something I can do, that's all."

Angel giggles, clinging to your arm. "I think it's awesome! You're like our own personal superhero, Y/N!"

You laugh, ruffling his hair. "I'm not a superhero, Angel. I'm just a dragon who happens to have some cool powers."

Angel shakes his head. "Nope, you're definitely a superhero. You saved me from that creepy Velvet chick, after all!"

You smile, feeling a surge of affection for the spider demon. "I'd do anything to protect my friends," you say softly.

Husk rolls his eyes, muttering something under his breath about sappy sentiments. But you can tell he's secretly pleased by your words.
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You pat Angel's cheeks affectionately. "Now then, do you want to wait here with Husk while I go and pay our little demon friend a visit?" you ask.

Angel blinks, confused. "Uhh, why would you do that? I mean, yes, you fucked him, but still..."

You chuckle, kissing the corner of his lips, making his body stiffen. "Oh baby, you know nothing about the control I have over a man who can barely keep his cock in his pants."

You then smile warmly at Husk. "Keep an eye on him, and don't let anyone other than our friends come in here."

You wave your fingers, and in a flash, you're gone.

Angel stares after you, his mouth hanging open. "Damn, she's badass," he whispers.

Husk snorts. "You're just now figuring that out?"

Angel shoots him a glare, but his face softens. "You're just jealous because she's got the hots for me," he teases.

Husk rolls his eyes, shoving Angel playfully. "Keep dreaming, spider boy."