This isn't your first rodeo. You're no stranger to the debauchery that goes on in Hell. But what happens when you have two of the most notorious demons in Hell are vying for your affection?
From the creator of A Match Made in Hell, Super Psycho Lov...
Lily and I were sitting on our couch, a open bottle of wine between us, gossiping about my date with Alastor. I had outlined our night together, trying to decipher what this meant for us.
"You will have to choose between them." Lily warned, sipping at her glass. I opened my mouth to reply, but there was a knock on the door. Setting my own glass down, I got up and opened it to find a grinning Angel Dust there.
"Hello, doll," He leaned against the door frame, "I was just passing through and thought maybe you would like to join me at the club."
Smiling up at him, I blew a kiss and said, "Sure thing, just let me go get dressed." Then I turned and darted into my room. Ten minutes later, I was dressed in a sexy black dress (pictured below) and pumps. Sauntering back into the living room, I thoroughly enjoyed the way his eyes roved over me.
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Taking Angel's arm, I said, "Ready to go?" Angel's toothy grin stretched even wider as he led me out. I gave a quick wave to Lily before letting my date whisk me away.
Angel led me to the same exclusive club as our first date. Once again, we were able to pass the bouncer, much to the dismay of all the other suckers waiting outside. We went straight to the bar and ordered our drinks. Leaning against the bar, I peered up at him.
"So what's the plan for tonight?" I asked, taking a sip of my margarita. Wrapping an arm around my waist, Angel pulled me close against him.
"I was thinking about a repeat of the other night." He said, giving me a quick kiss. I giggled and kissed him again, long and slow this time. His tongue ran over my bottom lip before he deepened the kiss. The club melted away until all I was aware of was Angel and where his hands were on my body.
"(Y/N)?" A familiar voice broke through the spell. I turned to find Alastor standing just a foot away. A pit formed in my stomach and I felt my face grow hot. Crap. Crap. Double crap.
"What the hell are you doing with her?" Alastor turned his red gaze to Angel Dust. Angel straightened his back and squared his shoulders in indignation.
"I'm on a date." He said defensively. I looked between them. This was not good. Not good at all. I must have made some noise, because both demons turned their attention to me.
"Who's it going to be, (Y/N)?" Alastor asked, his eyes holding a hint of pleading. I looked first at Angel, who was so much fun to party with and the sex was amazing. Then I looked at Alastor, who was so sweet and also amazing in the sack. Angel Dust or Alastor? Who would I choose?
Authors Note
All right you amazing deviants, now you have to choose who you wind up with.Will you go with the mischievous and sexy Angel Dust or will you go with the sweet and equally sexy Alastor? If you choose Angel Dust, pick the chapter titled You Choose Angel Dust. And if you choose Alastor pick the chapter titled You Choose Alastor. Enjoy!
