The Arch Angel is worried Azazel's losing him, so she steps in

Here, at this distance, there could be no doubt that the Helltaker was enjoying himself, based on the enthusiasm of his thrusts and the engorged size of his member. Azazel thought the jury was still out on how she felt about having the hills of her butt humped by a human, but ever the optimist, she decided to look at it this way: if the Arch Angel and the Helltaker were both pleased with what she was doing, that was a win-win! Happy in spite of the awkward situation she'd been ordered into, the smiling angel allowed the house-host to use the softness of her panties and ass as he pleased, while holding the floor with both hands for balance. Everything seemed to go perfectly...

Then suddenly, the crack of a whip!

The angel nearly jumped back up to her feet and snapped a salute, hearing the familiar and foreboding noise. "Ma'am?!" Azazel called out loud in a loud voice, still smiling but looking otherwise stupefied. "He's loving it, I'm sure he is!" Behind her, the Helltaker's expression barely changed; after all, Azazel could be talking to any number of ma'ams inside this house of his for any number of silly reasons.

The voice of Lucifer called back from the kitchen: "who's loving what, Azazel?"

"N-Nothing! Nobody's loving anything!" Azazel called back, reminding herself that it was mission failed if one of the demons found out what she was doing and tried to intervene. For the sake of heaven and its angels, it was up to Azazel to tempt the Helltaker away from the sins of demons and into the... er... equally scandalous sins of angels. To that point, it sure would be a good thing if the Helltaker would hurry up and cum, so she could finish up her less-than-stealthy stealth-sex mission. Instead, he was doing that thing that anybody wants to do when they rub one out, where he drags it out for as long as he can to maximize his pleasure.

It could even be that he thought she was going to offer to escalate the situation again and didn't want to waste it? Leave it to that guy to think a few steps ahead, even in a situation like this! Such technique was worthy of study when it came to his ability to rally demons, but it was just a pain in the butt here. Well... Not exactly a "pain." Now that she was getting used to it, she thought it might be a little exciting.

As such, she was all the more annoyed when her boss suddenly stepped out from behind the couch and into view, seeming to materialize from thin air. The archangel's stark white uniform, including a long, military coat, slick gloves, and brimmed cap, blocked the view of Paw Patrol. She squared her stance, forming an upside-down V with the long, curvaceous legs of her white slacks tucked into knee-high black boots, as she frowned down at her subordinate with narrowed, judgmental eyes.

"A-A-Arch Angel! Should you really be out here... in front of the Helltaker?" Azazel questioned, smiling awkwardly as their target ceased thrusting and allowed his penis to rest upon the cushion of her bottom.

"My presence here is less likely to be detected by the demons than your shouting and lollygagging. It is of paramount importance that you accomplish this mission swiftly," the chief reminded her underling, while tapping a black leader's crop up and down against one bicep impatiently.

Azazel wondered how much of her snappy attitude right now was out of genuine need and how much was just her short temper. She gulped and kept those thoughts to herself. "Are you going to take the Helltaker to heaven?"

"You know, I'd been considering a trip like that some time in the future, but I've really got to do some thing around the house first-" the subject of their interest spoke up, adjusting his sunglasses while pondering if it was really okay for him to have his boner out in front of this high-ranking angel. The woman interrupted by swiping her miniature whip again, causing both Azazel and him to jump reflexively.

The woman shook her head. "It is important that we demonstrate our supremacy here, on the Earth, and that we do so immediately. You're taking too long; this technique of yours is clearly ineffective. None of the demons here would stop with measures like that! What the humans need to witness is a swift, undeniable demonstration of sexuality, one that will instantly quash any sort of longing they may feel towards demon-kind. As if you can accomplish such a thing just by rubbing him with your bottom," she scoffed, shrugging one hand while holding her cap on with the other, as she shook her head with bitter dismissal of Azazel's efforts.

The Helltaker recognized his best option would be to stay quiet and double his earnings right now, but he couldn't help his better nature. "Frankly, I've got no problems at all, doing it this way-"

The angel smiled and arched her eyebrows challengingly, then interrupted. "So, you're saying you have a better idea, ma'am?" she questioned.

"First off, do you actually suspect that the demons would stop at her panties? You should be using no less than your flesh," the Arch Angel pointed out, wearing an unreadable frown.

"I think you're right!" Azazel agreed, surprising them both. "But you know what would be even better than that?"

A bead of sweat rolled down the Arch Angel's cheek as she pondered the answer. "Get on with it. I already told you we're out of time," she grumbled.