Kinktober: Hazbin Hotel One-Shots

Day 10: Hypnosis/Non-Con (Sir Pentious/Charlie)

***Trigger Warning - Non-consensual hypnosis leads to non-consensual sex with Charlie/Sir Pentious with some Egg boy noncon touching as well)

The hallways of the Hazbin Hotel were quieter than usual as Charlie made her way toward Sir Pentious's room. The day had been busy with all kinds of preparations for new guests, and Charlie, as always, was bubbling with excitement. She had been working on some new activities for the hotel and wanted to share her ideas with the eccentric, top-hat-wearing villain, hoping he'd join in or at least offer some colorful commentary.

Charlie's heels clicked softly on the floor as she neared his room, her golden blonde hair bouncing with each step. Her usual smile was plastered on her face as she knocked on Sir Pentious's door, her heart filled with her usual hope and naivety.

"Sir Pentious?" she called, her voice sweet and filled with optimism. "I've got some exciting new plans for the hotel I wanted to talk to you about!"

There was a moment of silence before the door creaked open, revealing the dimly lit interior of Sir Pentious's room. The air was thick with the scent of something almost musky, and Charlie hesitated for just a moment, her smile faltering as she stepped inside.

The room was decorated with lavish, old-world furniture, all in deep reds and golds, and in the center, lounging on a luxurious velvet chaise, was Sir Pentious himself. His yellow eyes gleamed in the low light, and his wide, sharp grin sent a shiver down Charlie's spine as he watched her enter.

"Well, well," Sir Pentious drawled, his voice a slow, snake-like hiss. "What brings our little princess to my lair?"

Charlie smiled, trying to shake off the odd feeling that crept up her spine. "I've been thinking of some new activities for the hotel," she began, her voice bright and full of excitement. "Things that could make it even more fun for our guests! I thought maybe you could help... or at least give your thoughts?"

Sir Pentious's grin widened, his long, lanky form shifting slightly as he sat up. "Oh, I'm sure I can offer some... thoughts," he replied smoothly, his voice dripping with hidden intent. He waved a hand toward the chair across from him. "Why don't you come closer, dear?"

Charlie's eyes sparkled with excitement as she stepped further into the room, her hands gesturing enthusiastically as she began to talk about her ideas. She didn't notice the way Sir Pentious's eyes followed her every movement, his gaze lingering on her with a predatory gleam.

As she spoke, Sir Pentious's long tail slithered slowly, almost imperceptibly, across the floor. His eyes narrowed slightly, focusing on her with an intensity that made the air in the room feel heavy.

"Come now, Charlie," Sir Pentious purred, his voice taking on a soothing, almost hypnotic quality. "You've been working so hard, haven't you? Why don't you relax a bit?"

Charlie blinked, her words faltering for a moment as she looked at him, her mind suddenly foggy. "R-relax?" she repeated, her voice softer, confused.

"Yes, relax," Sir Pentious continued, his eyes gleaming as he leaned forward slightly. His voice seemed to wrap around her, pulling her in, making her limbs feel heavy. "Just let go, my dear. Let me take care of you."

Charlie's head felt like it was spinning, her thoughts becoming muddled as she stood there, staring into his eyes. She knew something wasn't right, but her body wouldn't respond, wouldn't move. Her muscles felt heavy, like she was sinking into a dream, and before she could resist, her eyes fluttered shut, her body going completely still.

Sir Pentious grinned triumphantly, his tail snaking its way around Charlie's waist, pulling her gently toward him. "There we go," he murmured, his voice low and full of satisfaction. "Such a good girl."