Kinktober: Hazbin Hotel One-Shots

Day 5: Light Knifeplay (Lute/Vaggie/Charlie)

Day 5: Light Knifeplay/Dubious Consent/Roleplay/Double Penetration (Lute/Vaggie/Charlie

The dimly lit room crackled with tension, the air thick with the weight of what was about to unfold. Charlie stood in the center, her body trembling with a mix of anticipation and nerves, her breath shallow as she glanced between Lute and Vaggie. They were both dressed in sleek, silver armor—replicas of the uniforms they had worn during their time as Exorcists of Heaven. Their presence was commanding, terrifying even, as they moved toward her with slow, deliberate steps.

Lute, towering with her one arm flexed, held a gleaming dagger made of angelic steel in her remaining hand, the blade glowing faintly with divine power. Her golden eyes were sharp, predatory, as she stared down at Charlie, her lips curled into a wicked grin. Vaggie, at her side, was equally intense—her one eye narrowed, her silver armor gleaming in the low light. Both of them radiated the kind of power that sent shivers down Charlie's spine.

The roleplay was already beginning to blur the lines between fantasy and reality. Lute and Vaggie had stepped into their roles effortlessly, embodying the fearsome Exorcists they had once been—merciless, unforgiving, and loyal only to Heaven. Though, Vaggie at least had been hesitant at first. Lute had practically salivated at the suggestion a little consensual non-consent.

Angel Dust's award winning porno had given Charlie the idea. He had beaten Tiffany Titfucker for the 'Best Non-Consent' award and had insisted everyone had the hotel watch his performance. Charlie hadn't been particularly interested in anything the pornstars were doing, but the storyline had caught her attention. A demon offers himself to heaven's exorcists in return for his life. Something about it felt...right to Charlie. Wouldn't she have been willing to do the same with angelic steel against her throat. Luckily for her, she had two very real past Exorcists that could help her act it out. After all, what was the point of dating two fallen angels if bedroom activities didn't get... hellish.

Charlie's heart pounded in her chest as they circled her, the weight of their gaze sending waves of nervous energy through her. She had agreed to this—wanted this—but the intensity of the moment was almost overwhelming. The knife in Lute's hand, the way Vaggie's gaze bore into her, the looming threat of what was about to happen... it felt too real.

"Look at what we have here," Lute drawled, her voice low and mocking as she ran the tip of the blade along her own fingertips. "The Princess of Hell herself, caught in the middle of an Extermination. How fitting."

Charlie swallowed hard, her breath shaky as she tried to meet Lute's gaze. The scenario they had crafted was dark—one where she, the Princess of Hell, had been captured during Heaven's annual Extermination. And now, standing before two ruthless Exorcists, she was at their mercy.

"We should end this right here," Vaggie added, her voice cold and unyielding as she stepped closer to Charlie, her fingers brushing the hilt of the second blade strapped to her waist. "She's just another demon to purge."

Charlie's body tensed, her heart racing as Vaggie's words cut through her. This was the game—this was the role they were playing—but the fear bubbling up inside her felt all too real.

Lute moved in closer, her breath hot against Charlie's ear as she pressed the cold steel of the blade against Charlie's throat, the sharp edge grazing her skin just enough to send a shiver down her spine. "Unless, of course," Lute purred, her voice low and dangerous, "the Princess of Hell has something to offer us in exchange for her pathetic life."

Charlie gasped softly, her breath catching in her throat as the blade pressed just a little harder. She could feel the weight of the knife, the power it held, and the overwhelming presence of both women bearing down on her.