Pardon The Way That I Stare

Risqué

As the sun sank lower in the sky, casting a warm orange hue across the Hazbin Hotel, the common area transformed into a lively hub of excitement. Charlie had set up the trivia game with colorful posters, snacks scattered around, and a makeshift podium for the host—none other than her trusty sidekick, Vaggie.

"Welcome, everyone, to our first trivia night!" Charlie announced, clapping her hands together to gather attention. "I hope you're all ready for some fun!"

"More like some chaos!" Angel quipped, nudging Husk, who merely grunted in response.

Lucifer stood off to the side, his stomach fluttering with a mix of anticipation and anxiety. He caught Alastor's eye, and the Radio Demon winked at him, sending warmth flooding through him. But the moment was quickly interrupted when Angel leaned in close to Charlie, a conspiratorial grin spreading across his face.

"Hey, what if we add some... extra fun to the trivia?" Angel whispered, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

Charlie raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What do you mean?"

"Come on, throw in a few risqué questions! You know, about sexy stuff—especially the gay kind!" Angel urged, his excitement bubbling over.

Charlie laughed nervously, glancing at the others. "I mean, it could be funny... but what if it gets too awkward?"

"Awkward? That's the whole point!" Angel insisted, his grin widening. "Plus, it'll be hilarious to see how Lucifer and Alastor handle it."

After a moment of hesitation, Charlie nodded, a playful sparkle in her eyes. "Okay, let's do it! But we'll have to keep it lighthearted."

As the trivia game commenced, the questions ranged from pop culture to bizarre facts, and the room was filled with laughter and camaraderie. Charlie and Vaggie took turns asking questions, and the atmosphere was lively, but Lucifer couldn't shake the feeling of anxiety building within him.

Finally, after a few rounds of standard trivia, Charlie announced, "Alright, everyone, it's time for some... special questions!"

The room buzzed with curiosity and excitement. Angel could barely contain his laughter as he leaned over to Lucifer. "Get ready, Luci! This is where it gets interesting!"

"Oh Satan," Lucifer muttered, trying to keep his composure.

"Question one: What's the name of the practice that involves people getting intimate with multiple partners at once?" Charlie read aloud, her tone slightly teasing.

"Sounds like a party!" Alastor chimed in, a grin plastered across his face. "The answer is polyamory!"

"Correct!" Charlie laughed, moving on. The next few questions were relatively tame, but the tension in the air began to shift as the questions took a more risqué turn.

"Alright, this one is for the next point: What is 'queening' in the context of sexual activities?" Charlie asked, her cheeks slightly flushed as she looked at Alastor and Lucifer.

"Ah, dear Charlie," Alastor said, leaning forward, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Queening is when a submissive partner is seated on the face of their dominant partner. Quite the intimate experience, I must say!"

The room erupted in laughter and a chorus of "wow"s and "really?"s, while Lucifer's face burned crimson. He glanced at Alastor, whose nonchalance only heightened the awkwardness he felt.

"Next question!" Charlie continued, clearly enjoying the shift in energy. "What is the term for a man who enjoys being intimate with other men?"

"Homosexual!" Alastor answered confidently, as if he were simply reciting a fact from a textbook.

"Correct again!" Charlie cheered, and the room erupted in applause.

As the game progressed, the questions only became more intimate, each one followed by Alastor's relaxed and knowledgeable responses. Lucifer felt a mix of embarrassment and admiration, unable to shake the fluttering feeling in his chest every time Alastor answered with such ease.

"Okay, final question for this round!" Charlie announced, her voice bubbling with excitement. "What's the most common sexual position for gay couples?"

Alastor smirked, leaning back in his chair with a playful air. "Well, that would be the classic doggy style, dear Lucifer!"

Lucifer's face turned an even deeper shade of red, and he quickly averted his gaze, focusing intently on his drink. The laughter in the room only amplified his embarrassment, and he felt an intense heat rising to his cheeks.

Angel leaned in closer, unable to contain himself. "How are you feeling, Luci? Getting hot under the collar?"

"Shut up, Angel," Lucifer hissed, but his voice was strained, betraying his discomfort.

Alastor, catching the tension in the air, glanced at Lucifer, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "What's the matter, dear Lucifer? Embarrassed by a few innocent questions?"

Lucifer swallowed hard, trying to collect his thoughts. "I just—uh, I didn't expect this kind of trivia..."

"Don't worry! It's all in good fun," Alastor replied, his tone soothing, though the playful glint in his eyes remained.

As the game continued, Lucifer found himself torn between admiration for Alastor's confidence and a growing awareness of the attraction he felt. Each witty remark, each shared glance added fuel to the fire of his feelings.

By the time the trivia game concluded, the atmosphere was electric. Charlie clapped her hands, laughing as the group celebrated their victories and losses alike. But as the others mingled, Lucifer stood off to the side, deep in thought. The playful banter had unearthed something in him that he couldn't ignore, and he felt both exhilarated and terrified by the realization.

Alastor caught his eye, a knowing smile playing on his lips. The connection between them crackled with tension, and as the night continued, Lucifer wondered if this was just the beginning of something profound—or the end of his carefully built walls.