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[sirserpentine]

"Mad?" Pentious repeated softly, slowly raising his hand from Angel's waist to cup and caress his cheek as their foreheads touched. His worries were tangible, but so was his gratefulness. For Angel to go this far for their shared dream when he was already under a dastardly contract... Pentious smiled, reassuringly.

"I'm not mad, Dear, not in the slightest. I'm just..."

Excited. Nervous. Scared. Petrified, even. Talking about it brought up all those stifled feelings and memories from so long ago. The hope and following disappointment. Long nights, crying, trying, begging, waiting. Trying and waiting and trying and waiting until it was certainly impossible.

But it would be different this time, he reminded himself. He and Angel knew it would be ever since examining the fine prints of Pentious' own deal. He wouldn't be unfortunate anymore. Success was guaranteed for him, and now it was also for Angel.

What had happened before wouldn't happen to Angel. He wouldn't end up crushed as their hopes diminished, he wouldn't cease to function when their prayers weren't answered. He wouldn't grow to resent himself, and Pentious, and not be able to even look at him...

Right?

Pentious pulled the other Sinner closer to himself. "...I want you to be happy too, I want this for us sssso much," Pentious assured, now holding Angel's face in both hands and peering into his mismatched eyes, his own twinkling with a whirlwind of emotions. "You're brilliant for finding a way around your contract," he continued. "And if the new deal... if it... I- just pleassse tell me if I can do anything to help pay the debt, alright?"

He couldn't begin to imagine what Angel could have signed off. Money, even a ludicrous amount of it would be easy compared to things some Overlords demanded. But Pentious would do anything to help. Stand beside him through it. Angel was worth it. What they had was worth it. And what they could have; Their family could- would be too.

"...Perhaps we shouldn't stop at just one then, hm?" Pentious said after a pause, quirking a playful eyebrow and laughing through a sniffle that tried to escape. "Just one baby, I mean. I like the sound of keeping that bug off of you... and the amorous congresssss to get there."

This....hadn't really been the way he was expecting it would go. Angel Dust had gone so out of his way to make sure this could be a possibility for them both, to the point of putting himself at potential risk. He had thought that Pentious would be filled with absolute joy at the potential to have something he had craved since his living days, but instead he was met with nothing but concern.

He understood it. He wasn't mad about it. Hell was a scary place, and raising a child here would be even scarier. There were going to be plenty of obstacles to overcome. The biggest one of which Pentious was so concerned about, Angel blushing and resting his forehead against the snakes, lips quirking up into a slight smile. '

"About that. Uh....kind of? Sort of?" There had only been one demon (okay, technically two) that would ever have the potential to go against Valentino. It just so happened to help that Angel Dust had lived with all three of those fuckers before moving into the hotel. Vox. It had always been obvious that Vox wasn't a fan of Angel Dust, no matter how much money the porn star made the Vees. He knew that Vox had jealousy issues, and that he was just as scared of losing Val as he had been due to losing Alastor.

It surprisingly hadn't been that challenging. Angel had already sat and had a talk with Lucifer, mostly because he consisted of the most power in Hell. The King had not been on board at first, but knowing how much work Angel had put into redemption, knowing that Angel had been a humongous part of Charlie's success, he had felt that he owed a favor. That had been step one.

Vox had been step two. The television demon had seemed beyond annoyed that Angel was bothering him in his office, without Val, but as soon as Angel had said what he had needed, Vox had been practically buzzing with ways to get on it. He knew where Valentino kept his contracts. He was intelligent enough to find the loopholes. He had made a deal that insured that Angel could not get hurt as long as he was with child.

The only complication had been what Vox had wanted in return. He couldn't just promise to never come to work, because his own contract went against that. He couldn't deny Valentino his needs, because his contract went against that. What he had given Vox would go exactly against why Lucifer had gifted him in the first place, but that wasn't ever going to be spoken of. Ever.

"Let's just say ah'm protected now. Valentino can't lay a hand on meh'. At least....not in an abusive way." He frowned at this, though Sir Pentious had known what he was getting into when dating the likes of Angel Dust. "He can't hit meh', as long as ah'm pregnant. It ain't able tah' happen. And uh, let's just say that that's guaranteed, considering th' person ah' made th' deal with kind of....watches everything he does?" He laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Don't get mad at meh' f' it, Pen. Ah' just...ah' want yeh' tah' be happy. F' us tah' be happy. We deserve this, don't we?"