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Hells sex cult ;)

Summary:

Hell has a secret sex cult exclusive to all horny bastards that really want to fuck our favourite Radio Demon. Alastor is not aware that this cult exists and just thinks he has the worst luck with being raped over and over, but he lowkey is enjoying it with certain people. ;)

Chapter 1: Send me yo shii

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Comment what type of fucked up shit you want, we'll do whatever you want no matter how bad it is, as long as its gay. Only penis havers allowed.
There are multiple people who own this account, so some chapters writing styles may vary, don't mind that.
One rule is no piss, shit or vomit. Buuuut.. cum, spit, and blood is ok.

Please let us know what you want and we will work on it as soon as possible, there are 3 of us working on this account. :)

Until then we will just make some stories straight from the good old noggin.

Chapter 2: Filling in

Summary:

Valentino/Alastor

This one is a bit rough, low key long and slow but it gets good

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(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

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Alastor had been happily enjoying his meal upstairs in his makeshift forest room. He was finishing up his supper before yelling erupted from downstairs. Now, usually, Alastor wouldn't bat an eye to this. It wasn't unusual for a fight to break out within the walls of this Hazbin Hotel. But, something was different about this yelling, a familiar voice, one you wouldn't usually hear so angry... it was Charlie.

Alastor fades into the main area, the source of all the yelling. Right at the base of the staircase, stood Angel Dust, tall with black leather boots, a pair of sparkly sunglasses on, and a glittery one piece outfit paired with a fur coat reading 'Angel Dust' along the back. Alastor cringed at the amount of pink of the outfit, he stood out like a sore thumb. Charlie, in her basic suit, was in front of Angel, yelling at him, but not in an angry way, more in a frustrated worry. Alastor raised a brow and sat at the bar, ordered a drink, and turned his ear over to the two, attempting to discreetly listen in.

"Angel! I wont allow you to leave! You have a cold! You can't work in these conditions, especially in YOUR line of work..." Charlie trailed off at the end of her statement. "Well what do you want me to do!? Val needs me in the studio tonight! I cannot miss this." Angel said, shifting his weight from side to side, feeling nauseous from even imagining what his boss, Valentino, would do if he missed this shoot. Angel practically picked Charlie up and moved her aside, walking past her with ease. Charlie started to panic, but then she caught Alastor in the corner of her eye, "Al will help!" Everyone fell silent, freezing in place at Charlies declaration. Angel paused and slowly turned around, locking eyes with Alastor. "Really?..." Angel asked, doubtful. Alastor stood from the bar stool, ears pushed back and smile crooked, "What am I doing?" Alastor asked, not wanting to really hear the answer. "You can fill in for Angel! right? it's only a photo shoot, you'll be fine! This is nothing for the great Radio Demon!" Charlie stated, almost squealing while making her way over to Alastor and dragging him to the door. She pushed Alastor out the door, "Don't come back until you've done Angels job! If you don't do this, I'll have to get my dad, the KING of hell, to deal with you!" And with that, Charlie slammed the door giggling.

Alastor stood, flabbergasted. "No way I'll actually do this!" He walked through the streets, "This is so stupid! How dumb is that princess to think that I'll actually do something like this." Radio crackled as he walked through paths, demons running at the sight of his yellow toothy grin. "Yeah right.. as if her little threat scares me." A bright neon light shined over Alastors red suit as he walked into the V's club. Alastor couldn't believe he was actually doing this, what was he thinking?! He made his way through a long hallway, full of framed photos, switching between Velvets portraits and fashion, to Valentinos risky photos showing off his thighs and nipple piercings, to Vox. Alastor somehow scowled and stayed smiling at the same time, his glare could cut through steel.

Suddenly, red smoke creeped into the hall, Alastor blocked his nose in disgust. A tall figure began fading in through the smoke, shining eyes almost glowing through the dark. The big boss, Valentino, revealed himself through the smoke. "Why are YOU here? And where is my Angel?" Valentino spoke in a low tone, red smoke falling from his mouth. "I will be filling in for your favorite spider today. You will have to make do with me." Alastor said with fake confidence. Valentino paused, the information catching him off guard. "Fine. But I'll have to see if you've got what it takes to fill in for our fan favorite." With one swift motion, Valentino gripped Alastors waist and lead him into a private room. Alastor immediately regrets all of his decisions, he should've minded his business, he should've stayed in his room.

Alastor was lead into a rose red room with low lighting and a large bed sat in the middle, sheets neatly tucked and red heart shaped pillows sat at the head. A poison-like smell wafted through the room, it made him dizzy. Before Alastor knew it, Valentino was taking his coat off and running his fingers over Alastors body, feeling every dip and curve through his shirt. "You at least have somewhat of a figure hidden under these layers." Val scoffed, aiming to get a rise out of Alastor, but nothing, not a peep came from the demon. Val took Alastors belt off, hugging him from behind and slowly reaching down into his pants. "You're not even a little excited? You're going to need to be able to get hard and stay hard in this industry." The moth let go of his prey, pushing him onto the bed. "I guess I'll have to see what I can do, let’s see if I can make this old fashioned gal yelp."

Val slid off Alastors pants and underwear in one swift motion. Alastor stayed silent, avoiding eye contact. Valentino sighed at the pure disinterest showing on the demon. "You can't just be a pillow princess you know. do something." He tugged at Alastors ears, pulling his hair and causing the deer to yelp in pain. Alastor knew he couldn’t stay quiet doing nothing. With a new found determination, he opened his legs and wrapped his hooves around the moths hips, grabbing onto his neck. “Just hurry up and fuck me. Isn’t that why I’m here?” Alastor glared. Valentino smiled. “Very well, who am I to deny you this, you fucking cock slut.” Valentino opened his zipper, and flopped out his dick next to Alastors, both members resting on the deers stomach. Heavy breaths of lust filled the room, Alastor was almost about to shout never mind or he changed his mind, but his thoughts were interrupted with one rough thrust.

The slapping of skin echoed in the room, it amazed Alastor how horrible Val was at this, it felt terrible, no prep, no nothing. His hole was relentlessly beat into, sharp thrusts almost splitting him in half, blood slowly dripped from his opening, serving as a lube. Alastor bit his lip, tearing his skin, however it did not go unnoticed. Val licked his split lips, gripping The deers limp cock and squeezing, earning a loud gasp. Val took the opportunity to slip his tongue into the others mouth, the sounds of breathy blood filled kisses filled the room along with the restless slapping from the now bleeding and bruised entrance. Alastors body went numb with pain, he hated this. Alastor gripped Vals coat and pulled it off, of corse he wasn’t wearing anything under it. Alastor dug his claws into Val’s back, ripping and tearing at his skin, marking him.

Valentino huffed, with one hand still griping the deers cock, his other one reached up and chocked him. Alastor gagged, spitting into Valentino’s mouth. It tasted like venison and blood. Val leaned back, allowing the other to catch his breath, removing his grip on the deer only to dig his nails into the deers slim knees, and push his legs up. Val had Alastor in such a vulnerable position. Val pumped his cock deeper, reaching parts of the demons stomach never thought possible, thrusting over and over, the sheets becoming stained with blood and sweat. The two were like animals, neither one wanting to give out, until one last thrust, and Val came right inside Alastors torn hole.

The two huffed, Val releasing his grip and pushing Alastor to the side. “You were ok. Clean yourself up and get ready for a bondage photoshoot. You’ll be our little strawberry gimp.” And with that, Val slammed the door and the room fell silent. Alastor staying still for a while… how did he get in this position again? Oh yeah… that fucking princess.

Notes:

I DONT HAVE ANYTHING AGAINST CHARLIE!!! She just made sense to be the one forcing this on Alastor since she’s a princess and wanted to use her power a little more.

Chapter 3: alastor and lucifer

Summary:

kinda shit. radioapple. did this at 2am cause I couldn't sleep, also pretty short

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how in hell did he end up here. Alastor had been having... thoughts. Thoughts that he didn't usually have. He couldn't pinpoint when they started, but over time they'd been building and he could no longer resist his urges. This was how he found himself in one of the more promiscuous clubs of hell, tied to the filthy bed and blindfolded. The great radio demon was about to be defiled by a lowly sinner, how far he had fallen from the position of power he once held. Despite telling himself that this was a one time thing, that he would call it off and leave right now, his cock stood at full mast, giving away how excited he was for what was to come.

Maybe it was the thrill of not knowing who he would be copulating with that was so arousing. Alastor was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the door next to him open. Dull footsteps echoed through the room, heading towards him. He felt his cock twitch in excitement, the last time he had been with another was back when he was still alive, and even then it was more so to appease his partner. But today was different. The dip in the bed, the slim fingers trailing up his open legs, the knowledge that he was fully exposed infront of Satan knows who. Fuck, for the first time in a long time, he was enjoying this.

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Lucifer looked down at the sinner next to him. Fuck he was so pretty like this. The thick cock not even a metre away from him was practically dripping precum, it's head alone looked like it was the size of his hand. How badly he wanted to get on his knees and suck the life out of Alastor, but he refrained for now, instead settling on dropping his disguise. Of course, he couldn't let his subjects know that their king was here, hungry for such a powerless demons dick. He supposed that Alastor was at least one of the better choices within the pride ring. He let out a groan, grateful that he had the ability to change his voice aswell as he took in the sight before him.

The radio demon spread on the bed, looking like he was already about to burst and they hadn't even started yet. How cute. It wasn't Lucifer's fault that he was attracted to the demon. He had been alone for years, and there was something about the man that drove the king wild. He let himself run his hands up Alastors legs, committing every part of his body to memory. The scars marking his calf's, the toned muscles that shaped that stunning body. As his hands ventured higher, purposely avoiding the one spot he knew the demon wanted him to touch, he heard him let out a low whine. Pale white hands ran along the lovely expanse of gray skin, tracing his abs and caressing his slim waist. Alastors back arched as he tweaked his nipple. Shifting along the bed, he continued to tease the demon as he knelt between his things, hands moving down to spread them, allowing for the king to slot himself in between them. Looking up he saw that the sinners lip was bleeding slightly with how hand he had been biting it. Lucifer took this as a personal challenge. If alastor was reluctant to make noise now, then he would make the demon scream tonight.

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The pain in his lip grew as Alastor struggled to keep quiet. Despite the position he was in he couldn't help but feel as though the presence between his legs was familiar, and he would be damned if he let anyone hear the pathetic sounds that were threatening to spill from his lips, especially if he knew them. But that was ridiculous. Right?

He didn't have long to dwell on the matter as he felt a hot tongue trace a line up the underside of his cock. Teeth dug into his lip as the sinner let out a chuckle, (thankfully he didn't recognise the voice and was therefore saved the embarrassment of having anyone know about this)before he felt a wet heat sucking in the tip of his aching member. He tried to buck into the wet mouth but was held down by the strong hands digging into his thighs. Slick sound filled the air as the man suckled on the tip, driving Alastor mad with torturous pleasure. He felt like he could cum this very moment. Every nerve in his body felt like it had been set alight.

Without any warning he felt that incredible mouth invelop his cock as he let out an embarrassingly loud moan. Hips moving on their own accord, he tried desperately to thrust into the others mouth, almost sobbing when he was unable to move. He pulled on the ropes binding his wrists as he writhed, moans now freely pouring out of his swollen lips as the mystery man began bobbing his head. The feeling of his dick sliding down the others throat tipped him over the edge. With a cry heavily laced with static, he felt his cock pulse as his orgasm washed over him. The sticky substance sliding down the demons throat as he continued so suck Alastor dry. His back arched off the creaking bed with his head tipped back as he let out a deep groan, trying his best to regain control as he came down from his high, but the way the throat fluttered around him had him shaking with effort.

Laying there trembling, he felt the other slowly pull off his half hard cock with a wet "pop". He felt hickeys being sucked into his sensitive skin as hands moved further down to grab at his ass. He was so overwhelmed that even this had him panting, allowing for the other to hear every little noise that was pulled out of him. Slowly he felt them getting closer and closer to his entrance, before he felt that ridiculously long tongue circle his hole. He keened at the other began to feast upon him like a man starved.

He started off slowly, simply licking him before shoving the tip of his tongue into Alastor. The shallow thrusts were driving him up a wall. Tears threatened to spill from his eyes behind the blindfold as he blinked them away, moaning as his cheeks were spread and that godforsaken tongue drove deeper into him. His legs locked around the others head as he felt himself harden again. Alastors legs shook as his body succumbed to the glorious feeling between his legs.

Static filled the room as he felt the coil in his gut tighten. He refused to be taken apart only by having someones tongue shoved in his ass, even if it was a very, very talented one that just so happened to be rubbing so very nicely against his walls. He felt the other one push in deeper and pure pleasure sparked inside him.
To his disappointment, as he cried out in pleasure he felt the other pull away and spread his legs again, tearing a broken whine out of the radio demon.
"I know, I've got you baby", the mystery demon said, peppering light kisses along his legs as he felt a finger being pressed against his now slick hole.

As it slid in, he felt his breath begin to quicken. He was given a few seconds to adjust before the other crooked his finger, sending jolts of pure pleasure up Alastors spine. He pressed himself onto that finger as he chased the feeling. Back arching, alastor ground himself down on that finger, pushing it deeper inside of him and making sparks fly as his mind blanked and he came for a second time that night with a loud cry.

"Fuuucccckkkkkk" he moaned as the other fucked him through it. Shaking with overstimulation he felt another being added, scissoring him open and just barely brushing over his prostate as he was opened up for the others cock. His mind was fuzzy with the mind numbing pleasure he was receiving. After who knows how long he felt the fingers being removed and, to his absolute horror, he let out a needy whine as he chased them, unable to move far.

He heard the sound of clothes being removed as he tried to push himself down onto the other from where he was sitting, but the ropes held firm. He was about to demand that the other fucking hurry up with it before his legs were lifted as high as his restraints would allow and a blunt cock head was pressed against his hole.

"You ready?" was the only warning he got before the other shoved himself inside, bottoming out. He couldn't stop the filthy moan that tumbled out as he was filled with that absolutely amazing cock. He felt it brush against his sweet spot as he felt the burn of being stretched open.

Once the pain had subsided, he began rocking back as best he could onto the cock burried deep inside of him. He felt the other shift slightly as he began to move, slowly dragging himself in and out. The slow pace was torturous but so so good. They both moaned in union as the other began to pick up the pace, nailing Alastors sweet spot event time and making him see stars. He was so close to cumming he felt like he would burst at any moment. Tears pricked at his eyes again and he couldn't help but let them fall as overwhelming pleasure punched moan after moan out of him until he was nothing but a whimpering mess Infront of this stranger.

He felt the pleasure come to a peak as the other nailed his bruised prostate. He felt himself cum as it spurted all over his stomach. Wet spots formed on the blindfold as he felt the demons thrusters become sloppy before they shoved themself inside him and came. Panting hard, he began to come down and tried to move as the other pulled out. He let out a small whimper and heard the door close. Holy shit he was doing this again.