Angel too had a night of well deserved sleep. After the many restless anxiety filled days, he was finally able to get some god damn shut eye with Alastor's return. Not before of course the porn star had a little TLC session to help... ease some of his pent up desires. After his long dry spell, he only stopped cause he wore out the damn batteries. You fought like a trooper Little Al. Sleep well fair angel.

The next morning came and true to his word, Angel had returned to the radio demon's door. Not without a little surprise of his own. Giving the whole hotel a little fashion show, the spider had marched up to the third floor after stopping by the kitchen first dressed in one of his 'work uniforms'. Which today's special took the shape of a sexy nurse. It was baby pink and tight, squeezing all his good bits together. If the sexy Santa dress was short, in comparison to the one he had on now, it made it look like a fucking floor length dress. But don't worry, the porn star made sure to wear his best lacy black thong in case of the inevitable flashing. Most of his legs were covered anyways with matching pink thigh-highs that almost reached to the skirt's hem. So... kinda like assless pants? The outfit even had a cute little nurse's cap! Angel was feeling hella fine if he didn't say so himself.

Pausing at the door to arrange the tray of food in his lower hands, he reached up to knock softly. "Room service~"

Clunk.

The fuck? The door was locked!