#dustedlilac

[damnedrainbows]

“A lovely performance featuring the young demon belles I call my own!”

“OUR MARACA,TO START US OFF!’

“Clair De Lune, played on our very dear Princess Charlie! Now that’s what I call ‘tickling the ivories! :)’

“And for a grand finale, a-“

—SHIT!

never mind!!”

“…..And that concludes our performance tonight! :)

Where’s the antisepic…”

@gctchell @dustedlilac

[heavenslie]

@dustedlilac asked: <anon> Did you know you have the most gorgeous eyes this side of Hell, Ms. Morningstar? </anon>

Go on anon and flirt, tease, and/or fluster my muse.

Giggles bubble up from her throat before she can stop them. Hardly a fair comparison, considering Vaggie spends more time looking into Charlie's eyes than she does looking at any other sinner in the vicinity. Distraction, thy name is Vaggie.

The princess lightly boops her girlfriend on the nose, purposefully widening her eyes.

"Are you sure you're not speaking from a place of bias, Vaggie?"

[damnedrainbows]

@dustedlilac

who’s gonna break it to him 😔

[damnedrainbows]

Don’t mind Alastor losing it laughing, even as he’s hacking violently through several intervals.

“AHAHAHAHAHHAHAH-cough cough-AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!”

[heavenslie]

@dustedlilac asked: Mushing into Charlie's braid from behind and hugging her tight from behind, grumbling to herself. help beautiful beloved. help.

random asks || always accepting

Is that...? It is!

That is the discontented grumbling of a beloved girlfriend in distress! Such injustice cannot go unresolved!

Wriggling, boneless, serpent-like, she turns to wrap her arms around Vaggie, cuddling her tightly against her shoulder for the moment.

"What's the matter, love?" Hands drift to Vaggie's cheeks, cupping them, smooshing them, smoothing thumbs across her cheekbones. Wipe that disgruntled frown from your countenance, lovely! It's a happy day in Hell when the princess awakens under your sheets!

Lips press to Vaggie's nose, dance across her cheeks, peck at her lips over and over again, repeating the process until Charlie herself can scarcely breathe.

Turn that frown upside down, Vaggie. Wifey's here for you.

[heavenslie]

@dustedlilac asked: Fuuuuuck yes, baby. // charlie :)

PUT ‘ FUCK YES ‘ IN MY ASK IF YOUR MUSE WANTS TO FUCK MINE

Well, that goes without saying. Forked tongue pokes out between fanged teeth, the edges of Charlie's mouth curving up into a devious, hungry smile.

"Didn't I tire you out enough last night?"

[heavenslie]

@dustedlilac asked: [ 📲 text: ] i just got out of the shower. - and a picture is included! the towel has partly dipped below the chest. :) to her love, of course.

𝑺𝑬𝑿𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

Charlie was down in the lounge, enjoying a relaxing breakfast with the rest of the hotel patrons when her phone chimes with the incoming message. It seems innocent enough, just an update from Vaggie, no doubt letting Charlie know that the moth demon would soon be joining the rest of them and to make sure Niffty didn't chug all the coffee before she got downstairs, but then she got to the picture.

The picture.

Charlie's coffee goes right up her nose and she sputters, waving off a questioning glance from Angel. Vaggie must be feeling in a particular kind of mood today - one that has Charlie fiercely debating the pros and cons of racing back upstairs and helping her girlfriend remove the rest of that towel.

Both of them would need another shower by the time Charlie got through with her.

But that would offset their schedule for the rest of the day - not to mention raise some potentially very awkward questions from the other guests. As much as Charlie would love to conclude her breakfast by sinking her teeth into those tempting, still-damp breasts, she would have to trust her resolve to hold out.

Maybe tonight they should shower together.

To conserve water, of course.

[heavenslie]

@dustedlilac asked: “You can take more than that, can’t you?” to her love, of course. 💜

NSFW ORAL STARTERS

"Vaggie..." Voice breathlessly caught somewhere between a whine and a moan, Charlie shakily props herself up on her elbows, trying to catch Vaggie's eye from her girlfriend's position between her legs. It wasn't so much that she couldn't take much more, though walking was bound to be a bit of a struggle once Vaggie finally let her finish - if she let her finish.

It had been, what, an hour by now? Two? Long enough for their absence to have been noted, and certainly long enough that any excuse Charlie might have cooked up would not explain why they were gone so long.

Oh, but fuck, did she need this.

Nails a bit longer (and sharper) than she would typically keep them in the bedroom run through Vaggie's hair, scratching lightly at her scalp as the Princess of Hell shifts her hips. Redemption be damned, this was Heaven.

"Please don't stop now."