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The night was still young, but Angel Dust was already starting to yawn after finishing his sips of water.

Husk wiped down the bar, content to see Angel hydrating himself like he had suggested to him in the past. He took Angel’s empty cup and added it to the bundle of glasses they had shared over some light conversation this evening. Husk and Angel did this often; talked about nothing and everything at the bar until the wee hours of the night, whether the other hotel residents were awake or not. 

Tonight, however, their friends resided early since it had been a long day of Charlie’s trust exercises and feeling-sharing. The deepest and most dormant secrets were chipped into or pawed at. Insecurities were brought to light and even romance issues bubbled to the surface when Cherri expressed her developing feelings for Sir Pentious. That conversation had Husk looking Angel’s way, wondering if he should express his own love troubles; but, everyone was already emotionally exhausted, so he chose to keep quiet. After all, confessing your love for someone in front of everybody wasn’t exactly ideal. He figured doing it privately was more romantic anyway - and their final session in particular really set the tone for that. 

Charlie had made a shoebox with a slit in the lid and asked everyone to write down on a piece of paper the answer to the question ‘Who means the most to you?’ and drop it in the box. Husk had answered with Angel’s name. The group was supposed to talk about why they chose their answers tomorrow, but after seeing Angel so tired at his bar again, that future meeting became the least of Husk’s concerns. 

He was more worried about the fact that Angel’s exhaustion seemed like it was catching up to him lately. There were nights when he’d come home and collapse or pass out mid-conversation, and Husk had to carry him to either the common room couch or up to his bedroom. Husk figured they needed to stop staying up so late all the time if Angel was going to get any kind of well-deserved sleep, especially with the way Val had been overworking him.

“Whatcha thinkin’ about, Whiskers?” Angel asked.

This happened more than Husk would like to admit. Angel could always tell when he was deep in thought. 

Also, that pet name had become oddly endearing to Husk; but only Angel was allowed to call him that, and absolutely no one was allowed to know that he liked it. 

“Ah, nothing,” Husk replied, starting to wash the cups. “Just trying to hurry so you can get some rest.”

“Aww, are you worried about me?”

This was another thing Husk was still learning how to accept. The way Angel could see right through him.

“Of course I am,” Husk answered. 

“Hey, I’m alright. You don’t need to worry at all.”

“I guess I don’t need to, but I want to.” 

The room went quiet, which brought a blush upon Husk’s disgruntled face alongside Angel’s pleasantly surprised expression. 

They’ve grown very close over the past year or so, but Angel still got shocked over how sweet and caring a grump like Husk could actually be - and Husk was definitely struggling with his filter. Whenever he slipped up, he would hide behind his own frustrated hand sliding down his face, like right now.

“D-don’t read too much into that,” Husk grumbled, embarrassed. “I was just saying I can worry about whatever the hell I want, that’s all.”

Angel chuckled. “Well, you’re allowed to care. I’ll always appreciate you caring about me.”

“I care more than you know.” 

Another doting reply that stunned them both and made Angel blush. 

“Whiskers… are you okay? I mean, I know Charlie advised us to be open with our feelings and all, but you don’t gotta force yourself. The session is over now.”

Husk sighed. “I’m not forcing myself. You’ve been overworked and I just need to make sure you’re okay.”

“Oh, it’s a need now?” Angel teased.  

Husk’s fur bristled up. “You know what I mean.”

“I do,” Angel admitted, eyes softening. “I love knowing that I mean something to you.”

Husk felt his heart jump, then he looked down at the other’s hand before placing his own on top of it. 

“You mean a lot more than just ‘something’, Angel.” 

Husk used to blame the alcohol during crucially raw moments like this, but they were both pretty sober these days. His yellow eyes returned to Angel’s face, which had flushed dark pink - a sight that Husk certainly could get used to, but he panicked again. 

“B-because if you didn’t,” he stuttered. “I wouldn’t spend all of my nights chit-chatting with you until I fall asleep, now, would I?” 

That made it worse… Especially with how Angel was listening so intently with wide, curious eyes. As if he, too, was waiting for the love confession to come bursting out of Husk’s fortress; but, simultaneously, in disbelief that a love confession could even exist at all.

Husk resorted to lifting Angel’s hand off the countertop to wipe underneath it, pretending to clean whatever imaginary spill was not there. But, Angel could read between the lines. He noticed Husk wanted to talk about something that seemed important, ever since Charlie’s exercises earlier that day. 

Besides, Angel wanted to talk about something, too. If Husk wasn’t going to confess, then he will. 

Angel was tired of keeping his love a secret. Sure, he flirted with Husk all the time, but he hasn’t revealed just how much he has truly fallen in love with him. With the way things were in Hell, they didn’t know when their last day would be. Angel didn’t want his feelings to be erased alongside him if the worst outcome transpired.

“Hey… can you walk me up to my room?” Angel asked, cheeks still stained red.

Husk set down the dish towel and smiled. “I was just about to offer.” 

The two of them closed up the bar and made their way to Angel’s door. Both were silent, yet overheated with the underlying tension that had always been there between them, but has only grown stronger after each passing month; every single day. Tonight, however, it was by the hour. Maybe even minutes.

“I’m glad you walked with me, even though I’m not drunk or stumbling,” Angel said with a lighthearted laugh. “Thank you.”

Husk had to look away from that adorable smile. He loved Angel’s genuine laugh, and that was a truth he couldn’t contain. It made him sick how Angel can effortlessly gnaw away at the cage around his heart. 

“You’re welcome,” Husk said. 

“So, uh… is there something you wanna talk about?” Angel asked. “You’ve been kinda antsy today.”

“Angel,” Husk’s facade was crumbling. “I know I don’t say this enough, but I’m glad you cut the bullshit ages ago. I really like the real you.”

This did not help Angel’s racing heart. His face was starting to practically steam now, but he tried to keep his cool. “C-careful there, it almost sounds like you’re about to confess your love for me~” 

Husk leaned his back against the wall. “Maybe I am.”

The cool Angel tried to keep instantly shattered. His whole body flushed bright red and he began to wobble at the knees.

Husk side-eyed him, then couldn’t help but smile at that reaction. “Although…” he coyly frowned. “I wouldn’t expect someone as incredible and beautiful as you to be interested in a drunken sellout—”

“Shut the fuck up,” Angel interrupted. “You’re wrong about yourself and about me… You of all people should know I’m not some strong and pretty little—”

“You are to me.”

Angel almost lost his balance. He had to plant his hand on the wall to keep standing upright. “Ugh, how the fuck do you do that?”

Husk tilted his head. “Do what?”

Angel clutched his chest. “Y-you just grip my heart like no one else ever has…” 

Husk felt his own heart fluttering now, pumping blood to his face until it burned. “Angel…”

“You’re the smartest and bravest guy I know, and I never thought someone so honest and honorable would ever be into me, but…”

Husk smiled in relief. “But, here we are.” 

“Our pasts don’t matter; only what we want to do next…” Angel’s legs were shaking. “That’s what you taught me, right?” 

“Yes.” Husk nodded. “Listen, I, uh…” He palmed the back of his head. “…Do you work tomorrow? Or, have any plans?”

Angel shook his head. 

“Then… May I join you tonight?” 

Angel’s soul almost left his body before he buckled and fell face-first to the floor. 

“H-hey, Angel?!” Husk rushed over to help him up, and Angel shakily reached out to grip his doorknob and open the door for them.

“S-sorry my legs just gave out,” Angel mumbled. Then he realized Husk had scooped him up in his arms and was holding him bridal style. 

He nearly went out cold.

“Don’t apologize; I’ve got you.” Husk carried Angel into his room, using his tail to close the door and remove his hat. He attempted to set the younger male down atop the comfy, pink bed, but he halted when Angel clutched the strap of one of his suspenders. 

“Wait…” Angel lowered his head and shyly glanced away. “…Just a little longer.”

Husk softly smiled. “Alright.” He gingerly walked over to the bedside, then climbed onto the mattress and sat down with his legs crossed, keeping Angel held the way he wanted to be held, right in his lap. 

“I know I didn’t speak much during that whole ‘feeling-sharing’ session today, but that’s because I prefer private talks.” Husk explained.

Angel admiringly watched him as he spoke. 

“I meant every word I said back at the bar,” Husk said, feeling more confident. His yellow eyes glowed, highlighted by the surrounding pink lights. “You’re worth more than just a little something… at least, to me. And, I… I just wanted you to know that.”

Angel was turning a darker shade of red with every spoken word. “Is that… all you wanted?”

Husk blushed. “Is that all you wanted…?”

Angel calmly shook his head. “This is what I want,” he whispered before reaching up to cup Husk’s flaming face and bringing him down for a sweet kiss. 

It caused the cat’s fur to puff out, but then he lovingly returned the kiss, melting into the warm liplock and keeping his embrace around the other’s slender waist. 

When they pulled away, Husk’s heartbeat was drumming in his ears. “D-damn it, Angel,” he muttered, pupils wide with affection. “Quit catching me off guard like th—”

“You mean everything to me,” Angel said with possibly the gentlest voice Husk had ever heard. “I put your name in the box today, you know.”

Husk suddenly didn’t mind being caught off guard anymore. “Yeah? I put yours, too.” 

Angel’s eyes became ardent with sparkles. “Really?”

Husk nodded. He then dipped Angel and closed the space between them again, kissing him passionately and igniting the amorous fires within them.

Angel’s heart pounded so hard that it ached. This kiss was so authentic and real, without hidden intentions or sadistic motives. Husk was holding him so dearly, too; not aggressive or forceful. Zero poison; in fact, it felt like an antidote. Like an oasis. Every delicate touch and movement felt like a brand new experience to Angel, and it made him feel like he was floating. 

Husk felt similar, perhaps even more so. For a broken man who had previously lost his ability to love, being with Angel like this had him feeling resurrected.

Their tender eyes met after their lips broke apart breathlessly. 

“Was that too fast…?” Husk asked.

Angel cupped his face again. “Too fast? I’m the one who kissed you first, dummy.” 

The little jab of humor was enough to ease Husk’s nerves before they both dove in for a third kiss. Their mouths moved and Angel slipped the tip of his tongue in to touch the other’s, which enticed a soft groan from Husk - a sound that made Angel pause and turn bright red. Before he could pull away, Husk tangled his claws in the silky hair on the back of Angel’s head and brought him in close; slipping his tongue inside the other’s mouth as well, reciprocating the initiative. 

“Mmph…” Angel couldn’t get enough of these hot surprises tonight. He wrapped his arms around Husk’s neck while they made out and moaned into each other’s softening lips, getting more heated and desperate with every kiss. 

Their passionate kisses soon turned hungry, and it only ceased when Husk reluctantly pulled away and hid his face in his hand. “Angel, I… if we keep doing this, I…”

Angel booped Husk's heart-shaped nose with his fingertip. “C’mon, Whiskers, just tell me you wanna fuck me.”

Husk’s feathers ruffled. “If you already know what I’m gonna say, then don’t make me say it!”

“But I like when you say it~” 

Husk grabbed his hand. “Angel, listen to me.”

The shift in tone got Angel’s full attention. “Hm?”

“Is it really okay? If we… you know… keep going?”

Those sweet words crashed over Angel like an ocean wave, soaking him with love and longing, and dousing him in something he wasn’t used to. 

Consent. 

“You’re… asking me?” 

“Of course I am.” He tilted Angel’s chin up to meet his gaze and gave him a lighthearted grin. “I’m offering you my services, free of charge. Would you like to receive them?”

Angel gulped, feeling feverish. He couldn’t believe this was actually happening, and hearing Husk try to speak his kind of language was both adorable and fervently enticing.

But then, Angel’s vision blurred. “Y-you…”

Husk grew concerned. “Angel…?”

Angel didn’t realize he was crying until he saw the other’s reaction. Tears had welled up in his eyes and overflowed from the brim, dripping down his face like tiny orbs of diamonds. Angel quickly tried to hide his simmering sobs; but, Husk cradled his face and wiped the tears away. 

“Hey now, don’t cry,” he comforted. “We don’t have to keep going if you don’t want to. I’m fine just being here with you.” 

The kind words had Angel clenching his sharp teeth and his rigid body started to shake. That’s when Husk gently hugged him, embracing him protectively in his arms until Angel’s shoulders gradually stopped hitching and his weeping began to slow down. 

“It’s okay, I’m here,” Husk whispered. “Just me and you. Nobody else.”

Angel threw his arms around him, clinging tightly. 

“That’s it,” Husk encouraged, sheltering their hug with his wings. “Hold on as long as you need to.”

For a while, they just held one another. No words; just quiet sniffling and soft rustling on the bed’s sheets and comforter. Angel’s mind steadily descended down from wherever it temporarily flew off to. Somewhere far. Somewhere dark, cold and scary; but, Husk brought him back to reality like a warm candle in the snow, leading him to salvation. Angel clung onto that warmth for dear life, never wanting to let it go after searching for it for so long.

“Husk…” Angel whispered.

The older male’s cat ears perked up at the sound of his name being spoken from Angel’s lips. That was all the fuel his fire needed. Husk dipped Angel all the way down until his back was on the mattress. “Angel… tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.”

Angel softly smiled up at him. “I want you.” 

“Are you sure?” 

Angel nodded. “I want you more than anything.”

Husk leaned in and kissed him again. “Likewise.”

The younger male gently took off Husk’s red bowtie, then fiddled with a button of one of his suspenders. Husk gulped and removed the suspenders himself, hearing the clank of the golden buttons when they dropped to the floor, discarded. Then, Angel shamelessly unbuttoned Husk’s pants - and that’s when it hit Husk that this was reality.

Husk flattened his ears. “Listen, I… I haven’t done this sort of thing in a long time, so…”

“Aww, you got nothing to worry about.”

“You’re more experienced, so I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t afraid of… not being enough.”

“Not enough? Husk, you’re everything,” Angel reassured. “You’ll be great. It’s with you , so I know I’ll love it.”

Husk’s face overheated. “Angel…”

“Do you need me to lead?” Angel was about to unbutton his own shirt, but then Husk’s larger hands interrupted and took over, undoing the buttons himself. 

“Nah, I can lead.”

Angel was stunned into silence again. ‘Sh-shit, stay calm!’ He thought. ‘This is finally gonna happen; stay calm! Why is this making me so nervous? All he’s doing is taking my shirt off; why am I freaking out?!’ 

Husk removed Angel’s jacket and bow tie, then slid off each of those pretty gloves. Seeing Angel’s naked upper half already had Husk jutting against his zipper, which slowed him down in his tracks. His eyes strayed down to the only clothing left; those black thigh-high boots and matching booty shorts. Husk wasn’t a stranger to seeing these garments, but now that it was all Angel had on, he momentarily forgot how to move.

Angel smirked and abruptly hugged Husk’s head, bringing his face right into his fluffy chest. “You sure you don’t need me to lead?” Angel teased. 

Husk blushed all the way up to his ears, but he nuzzled into the fluff, involuntarily purring as he did so. Angel’s eyes widened in awe, feeling that purr vibrate so wholesomely against his heart. He petted Husk right in between his cat ears, which shocked Husk into turning beet-red. 

Angel simpered when he discovered the new sensitive spot. “You’re cute as fuck, you know that?” 

“D-Don’t call me cute…”

“Is this why you wear your silly hat all the time?” Angel ruffled the cute dollop of fur atop Husk’s head. “Hiding this little purr button of yours?” 

Husk grumbled. “It may be one reason why…”

Angel giggled but then froze when Husk tucked his claws under the rims of Angel’s boots. 

“W-wait!” Angel pulled his legs back. 

Husk stopped. “You okay?”

“Yeah, I just… um… I don’t like showing my feet.” 

Husk tilted his head. “May I ask why?”

“I don’t know, they’re just not… attractive, I guess?”

“A part of you? Unattractive? Impossible.”

Now Angel was the one being shocked into turning beet-red. 

Husk proudly wagged his tail. “You may be overthinking it,” he added. “But, I won’t push you. If you’re uncomfortable with your feet, we can leave your shoes on.” 

Angel frowned. “Well, when you say it like that…”

“Angel, no, seriously.” Husk leaned down to plant a small kiss upon each of Angel’s thighs. “You don’t have to. We can continue on, just like this.”  

“But, I trust you. Besides… I want to show all of myself to you.”

Angel began to slide his boots down, hesitant at first, but then Husk placed his hand on top of his. 

“Angel, it’s okay. I can tell you’re insecure about it.” 

“I am,” Angel admitted. “Just don’t tell anyone.”

“Hey, if it makes you feel better, I used to be self-conscious about my feet, too.”

“What?!” Angel gasped. “But, you literally have cute and squishy heart-shaped beans!”

“Right… they’re ‘cute’… which I’m not used to. But, they have claws, so they’re not all that bad.”

“Aw, you really gotta embrace how cute you are.” Angel took Husk’s hands and gently squeezed the yellow paw pads of his palms. “You can be hot and still have some cute features, you know.” 

“You think I’m hot?” Husk asked with a grin.

“Sexy as hell, to be honest.”

Husk flushed red at the shameless compliment before Angel playfully pushed him onto his back. 

“Uh, Angel, what’re you doing?”

“What do you think?” Angel happily started squishing the heart-shaped paw pads on Husk’s feet. “I touched the hand beans, so now I gotta touch the feet beans.”

Husk blushed and shyly looked away, ears flattening from how good it felt to have his paws massaged. “Angel… that tickles.” 

“Oh, stop, I know you like massages,” Angel said with a wink. “It’s not my money maker, but I’m pretty good at them~”

“Y-yeah, but…” 

Angel pressed his thumbs into the central paw pads and the razor-sharp claws poked out. “Fuck, my feet aren’t nearly this cute… They’re just ugly.” 

“Like I said, that’s all in your head,” Husk argued. “But, I guess that does explain why you keep your boots on in all of your videos.” 

“Well, yeah, I—” Angel paused and blinked. “Wait, you watch my videos?! I thought you said the scripts were hot garbage!”

“They are. I only watch your solo ones because there’s no dialogue and—” Husk caught himself too late and clamped his mouth shut.

Angel raised an eyebrow. “Oh? You like watching me fuck myself? …All this time?!” 

Despite being flirty and funny, in reality, Angel was completely mind blown. His crush had been secretly watching all of the explicit solos of him shoving a vast array of different dildos up his ass - not to mention all the toys and vibrators he played with while wearing all sorts of slutty outfits during every livestream. Angel would’ve been in total disbelief if Husk wasn’t so flustered and nervously shaking right in front of him. 

Husk’s whole body was steaming, but he sat up and leaned forward to tap on Angel’s thigh. “L-let’s just continue, Angel…”

Angel smirked. He always loved when Husk slipped up like this. His lower arms resumed taking off his boots, but his free hands lifted Husk’s burning face to reconnect their gazes. “Remind me to give you a private show someday, you pervert~” 

Husk gulped. He definitely wouldn’t mind that. “Am I really a pervert if it’s just you I’m hitting on?”

“Yup! It still counts.” Angel playfully kissed his nose.

Once his shoes were discarded, Husk returned his attention to Angel’s feet, delicately gracing one of his ankles with his fingers. 

“They’re not ugly at all,” Husk reassured before kissing the top of his foot, sending chills throughout Angel’s body. “Heart-shaped and pink… very suiting.”

“Guess we sorta match, huh?” Angel yammered before he hid behind his hands, embarrassed now. 

He always knew the pastel-pink stripes on his legs were cute just like the rest of his body, but he wasn’t into showing off his spider feet. The afterlife had its array of different types of non-human feet, but it was mostly clawed paws and clicking hooves. Angel felt misplaced when he discovered he was the minority. 

“They don’t look too different from imp hooves; just fluffier,” Husk added. “Which is cuter, in my opinion.”

Angel peeked at him through splayed fingers. “R-really…?”

“Really.” Husk gave him another honest smile before he kissed the top of the other foot. “It’s funny. I was never really a fan of pink before, but now, I think it’s the most adorable color there is. Probably ‘cause of you.”

Angel didn’t know how much more of this he could handle. The overwhelming romance and amount of compliments from the man he’s been falling for was almost too much to handle. His body didn’t know if it wanted to freeze or melt.

Husk snaked his large hands up Angel’s velvety thighs to his slender sides. Angel’s waist was so tiny within his claws, Husk imagined he could grab it all with just one hand. He then followed suit with his tongue, trailing it along the lines of the heart pattern on Angel’s chest, and then all the way up to his neck. Angel writhed and failed to contain his moans.

Husk smirked at him. “Look who’s being cute now.”

“Sh-shut up… I can’t hold back anymore…”

“Then don’t. I want to hear you.” Husk kissed his neck, which summoned a louder moan from Angel and he simpered at the sound. “Mm, yeah, just like that.”

Angel gulped. “You really are a pervert…”

“Only for you.” Husk continued his work, licking from Angel’s bare chest and collarbone to his neck and jawline, tasting every spot and stripe that he could reach. He was sleek and precise; moist but not messy. Then Angel gasped when Husk unexpectedly grazed his fangs against his skin, making Angel audibly beg for more with just the volume of his whimpers. Husk then bit down on his neck, not hard enough to break the skin but hard enough to make Angel’s whole body shudder. 

“Sh-shit…” Angel’s claws dug into the sheets.

“Was that okay…?” Husk asked. 

Every time he asked such a thing, it made Angel’s heart throb. “Yes… c-could you do it again…?”

Hearing Angel ask for it made Husk’s heart boil. He obliged, biting down and feeling Angel’s multiple arms lovingly wrap around him. He sucked on the sweet skin, wanting to sink his teeth in; but settled for leaving pretty red marks instead. Husk possessively left many love bites wherever his teeth could touch; savoring Angel’s every little wince and moan as he did so. 

“Ffffuck…” Angel huffed.

“Mm…” Husk licked the bruises, then retraced Angel’s heart pattern with his tongue, only this time he followed it downward all the way to Angel’s core. 

Angel writhed with anticipation, blood rushing down and hardening against the black spandex of his shorts. 

Husk playfully bit each of Angel’s thighs and then groped his little hip when he noticed. “You know, these booty shorts really give you away.”

“No shit, that’s what they’re for— Ah!” 

Husk licked the bulge within the thin spandex, licking a hard, wide line along the shaft of the covered dick while keeping a confident eye on Angel as he did so, watching him squirm and leak through the fabric. 

“Husk…!”

The older male then slipped a claw under the waistband and slowly tugged down the shorts, revealing Angel’s badly hidden erection to the open air. It was small, pink and striped just like the rest of Angel’s body - much to Husk’s liking.

“Harder than I thought,” Husk muttered with a grin. His lowered voice was smooth like velvet, making Angel groan. 

“I… I know it’s a little… small…” Angel mumbled shyly.

“So? I prefer it this way. It’s cute.”

“Damn it… Why do you make me feel like this?!” 

“Like what?” 

Angel folded his forearms over his face to shield his eyes. “Like a fucking virgin on wedding night.”

Husk sympathetically laughed. “Hey. I’m nervous too.”

“But, I’m Angel Dust! I’ve had sex a million times; I shouldn’t be nervous like this, right?”

Husk placed his finger over Angel’s lips. “You’re allowed to feel however you feel. You don’t need to act like anything other than yourself with me, remember?”

Tears crept up in Angel’s eyes again, but then he grabbed Husk’s face and yanked him in for a powerful kiss. They pressed their bodies together and Angel grinded his naked core against Husk’s, feeling the other’s bulge get harder within its confinement. Angel used one of his extra hands to reach down and grope that cock, feeling just how big and eager it had gotten throughout their deviant escapade. 

That instantly made Husk frozen and red. 

“Mmmm, kitten’s got claws and balls,” Angel teased. 

Husk couldn’t even argue since Angel already began rubbing and stroking him outside of his pants, making his poor, leaking dick desperate to break free. 

“F-fuck…” Husk struggled to stay hovering, slowly collapsing on top of Angel. 

“Hmm, you know, I can’t help but wonder… When you watch my videos, do you touch yourself?” Angel seductively traced the outline of Husk’s hard dick with his fingertip. “Do you stroke this long, thick cock? Imagining it inside me? Mmm, you ever cum while you watch me?” 

“Mmph… son of a…!” Husk didn’t want to admit to any of the correct accusations. All he could do was moan and rut against Angel’s working hands, feeling his climax coming in hot. “Angel, please…!”

“You’ll have to tell me which video is your favorite,” Angel teased. He got so damn excited, seeing Husk groan and fall apart to his touch like this. He was finally jacking off the dick he had been lusting after for so many months that he had lost count; so, he valiantly shoved his hand past the belt of those pants to grab that bare, heated cock. He stroked and squeezed the shaft in his grasp just right while he slipped in a second hand to massage those balls beneath the fabric. 

“Hah… A-Angel! I’m…!”

“Aww, are you gonna cum in your pants, little kitty?” 

Husk’s tail angrily flicked behind him, but he couldn’t catch his breath. It felt too good, and despite always hating Angel’s cat nicknames, somehow, in this setting, it was… devastatingly sexy. 

“Aagh!” He moaned in both pleasure and frustration, doing exactly what Angel predicted; cumming so hard that hot, white strings squirted out of his pants and all along Angel’s arm.

Husk was going to yell at Angel for stealing the lead, but seeing Angel chuckle and seductively lick his soaked fingers had Husk totally befuddled.

“It really has been a while for you.” Angel winked and lapped up the delicious webs of cum in between his fingers, thoroughly enjoying the flavor. “Mmm, I love the taste of my precious Whiskers~”

Husk tried to be angry, but seeing Angel do this with his cum was so erotic, he thought he’d pass out. “Y-you’re gonna pay for that…” He clutched the waistband of his pants, and then Angel leaned forward to watch.

“Oh? Am I finally going to see that pretty cock?”

Husk was not good with dirty talk. All it did was make him blush and tense up. He bashfully looked away and wiped the drool off his chin with the back of his fist. 

“You drooled over a handjob? Aww, if you were that pent up, you should’ve said so a long time ago, Husky Wusky~”

“S-stop with the damn nicknames…” 

“Aww, but it made you cum when I called you kit—”

Husk covered Angel’s mouth, still hot and bothered over what had just happened but not brave enough to just blatantly reminisce it out loud. 

Angel smiled behind the other’s hand and reached out to take the rest of Husk’s clothes off, ultimately freeing that engorged erection and its dripping pink tip. Cum was splattered all over his white fur, but his cock was still hard, wet and craving more.

“Hoh, you’re bigger than I thought you’d be,” Angel said, drawn to it like a magnet; admiring how large it was and noting the tiny spikes that peppered the shaft. He kissed the leaking tip, which made Husk rasp out a groan. 

“Sh-shit, you can’t just…!” 

“Oh, yes I can~” Angel’s heated lips smoothly rubbed against it as he spoke, ghosting the thick length with his breath. He kissed that cock again and peeked his tongue out to tease it before taking it into his mouth about half way, tasting the stiff, heated flesh with a sultry suck.

Husk covered his mouth to try and collect himself, but Angel was now comfortably laying down on his chest and cutely kicking his legs. A shiny string of cum bridged between Angel’s bottom lip and Husk’s aching tip when he pulled away to wink at him. 

“Just say the word and I’ll continue~” 

Husk’s ears perked up. “Actually, I… have an idea.” 

Angel blinked in surprise when Husk crawled underneath him and flipped himself onto his back. 

“W-wait, you wanna 69?!” 

“Isn’t that obvious?” Husk answered sarcastically. “I don’t want you doing all the work.” He spread out Angel’s slender legs and looked up at that smaller, dripping cock; letting the pre-cum drip right onto his tongue, then Husk licked his lips. “Not bad.” 

“Husk…!” Angel’s heart nearly stopped at such a lewd sight; and from Husk, of all people. Once again, the tables turned and he was questioning his sanity. 

“You have some damn nerve making fun of me when you’re dripping like a faucet back here,” Husk teased while he spread out Angel's freckled butt cheeks. “Cute ass, though.”

“Sh-shut the hell up…” Angel’s knees shook. ‘He thinks my ass is cute! Fuck!’

Husk saw clear rivulets of pre-cum slithering down Angel’s inner thighs and traced his tongue along the trails, licking it up and making Angel weak. He then casually sucked the tip of that stiff little pink cock just to coax a reaction, in which he definitely succeeded. 

“Ahh…!” Angel hung his head and struggled to grip the base of Husk’s dick in his trembling hands. He came quickly, squirting hot cum all over Husk’s fluffy chest. 

“Geez, Angel, you came that quickly over a lick? I thought you were a porn star.”

“It-it’s because I’m with you , okay?!” 

Husk flushed red and felt his cock pulsing harder after hearing that, leaking onto Angel’s fingers.

Angel huffed, blushing so badly he thought he’d pass out. “A-and…”

“And you’re not used to getting attention there, are you?” Husk asked. 

Angel could only hitch a breath in between his panting, so he shyly shook his head. 

Husk smirked. “Alright, come here.” He gripped Angel’s ass and brought his hips downward until that neglected cock touched the back of his throat. 

“Ahh, fuck…!” Angel’s legs would’ve given out if Husk wasn’t holding him up. “Husk… are you sure?”

The older male answered by swirling his tongue around the length in his mouth, using the strength of his hands to bounce Angel up and down, helping Angel throat-fuck him to his heart’s content. 

“Shhhit…! Husk— Ah!”

Husk relished the pleas of pleasure coming from the guy he had fallen so utterly in love with. Angel wasn’t very big, so deep-throating him was a breeze, and he could tell Angel was enjoying it; it seemed rather overdue. He was shocked that Angel’s dick was this excruciatingly sensitive, though. Of course, it’s an obvious hot spot on any man; but, Angel was seeing stars - moaning and screaming like he was already getting fucked, especially with the way Husk gripped his ass and cleverly ghosted a thumb over his pink hole as they moved, slyly prodding that tiny entrance. 

But Angel wasn’t going to give in yet. He dove down to take the other’s dick past his lips, struggling to fit it all in with a single wave of motion, but succeeded on the second try. He started to bop up and down, pressing his tongue against the underside of the warm length, feeling its weight on his teeth, so heavy in his mouth.

Husk groaned when Angel’s hot, wet throat sheathed his cock. He pulled back to catch his breath with Angel’s pre-cum dripping from his fangs, but he soon brought the younger male’s hips back down to his face, determined to get Angel to finish first. 

But, Angel wanted the opposite. He curled his fingers around the other’s cock, jacking it and sucking it at the same time in hopes of reeling Husk into his climax first. Angel pressed the tip of his tongue into the head’s tiny slit and licked up more of that gooey essence, craving to eat more of Husk’s cum directly from the source. 

“Mmm, my kitty tastes like milk~” Angel teased, still bold even though he was unable to hold himself up.

Husk moaned, cock twitching at the fact Angel said ‘my kitty’ this time. “D-don’t start with that cat shit again,” he huffed. 

“Aww, but I know you like it. I wanna make you cum~” 

“You first.” Husk slid a finger into Angel’s hole and that yanked in his climax. 

“F-fuck!” 

Husk brought him right back down into his mouth, all the way to the hilt as Angel threw his head back and came, riding Husk’s face and finger; pathetically fucking his mouth until he was a trembling mess. 

Husk swallowed and proudly patted one of Angel’s butt cheeks. “There we go.”

Angel may have collapsed and lost the race, but he swiftly resumed his prior actions and sucked on Husk even harder, making the older male cry out. 

“W-wait, Angel…! Fuck!” 

Angel took in every inch of the other’s length and cradled those large, soft balls again, moving his head up and down until Husk reached his edge and came right into Angel’s mouth.

“Angel!” 

The younger male’s half-lidded eyes glowed as Husk bucked his hips during the riptide of his rapture, painting the inside of his throat white. Angel gulped down every last drop while the cock was still lodged deep inside, blushing as he felt the smooth spikes of the shaft tickle the roof of his mouth and the hot cum go all the way down to his tummy. 

When he pulled away, his cheeks were round and full of cum that soon struggled to stay in his mouth and leaked down his chin. Angel’s face gleamed with happiness as he savored the flavor before swallowing it all and sighing in pleasant relief. 

“Mmm~! I love my kitty’s milk~! I could eat your cum all night, Whiskers.” 

Husk was still dizzy in the afterglow, but he dazedly leaned forward to trail his tongue from the back of Angel’s pastel-pink balls up to that peachy puckered hole, causing a shiver to crawl up the other’s spine.

Angel licked the cum off his lips and looked back at him. “You don’t give in, do you?”

“Well, it’s not like you’re grabbing any lube.”

Angel frowned. “W-well just ask me and I’ll go grab it!” 

Husk shoved his tongue deep into his lover’s entrance, making Angel suddenly yelp in pleasure.

“Ahh…!” Drool seeped out of Angel’s mouth while he began to see stars again. “S-seriously, I can grab some… Mmph…!” He struggled to talk or reach for his nightstand when such a hot tongue was licking fat, wet stripes onto his hole. “Ffffuck, Husk, I’m… if you don’t stop, I’ll— Ahh!” Angel came again, squirting more thin ropes of white all along Husk’s chest. 

“Heh… that was fast.” Husk licked his lips. “You’ve never cum just from your ass being eaten before?”

“N-no…” Angel shyly peeked down at Husk underneath. “…Most people don’t care to see too much of that sorta thing.”

Husk grinned and tapped his own mouth. “Then, have a seat. I’ll do it again.”

Angel’s eyes just went wide; he thought his heart would explode along with his burning head. 

Husk did the honor of bringing Angel’s ass down to his mouth himself, licking long, thick stripes across that tight rim until it felt so good that Angel couldn’t help but collapse right onto the other’s face. 

“H-husk, wait— Ahh!”

Husk gripped those freckles cheeks while he licked in between them, getting that entrance nice and sloppy. He lewdly slid his tongue in and out of it before spreading Angel’s ass out wider and pressing the entirety of his tongue against that tiny hole, gracing it with his hot breath as he licked long and hard, groaning softly as he did so.

Angel’s body uncontrollably shuttered. “Husk…! I’m…!”

He came before he could formulate an actual sentence; and Husk didn’t light up, either. He licked that hole throughout the potent climax, then he sat up and carefully shoved two fingers inside of Angel, holding his hip firmly as he did so. 

“Husk!” Angel squeaked. 

“I’ll make you cum again , too,” Husk promised before pounding his fingers into that sultry hole, causing Angel’s elated body to fold to his will.

“Fuck…! Husk! Ahh…!”

Husk leaned over next to him, slowly adding a third finger and watching Angel’s face as he did so. He admired every sound, every gesture. The way Angel gripped and bit the sheets, trying to cap his sounds, but failing miserably while pathetically trying to hide his blushing face. Then he moaned into the mattress when he came yet again, just like his man promised.

“H-Husk…” Angel’s voice cracked while his cock dripped with cum. “P-please, I’ve never cum this much before fucking… I need a damn minute…”

Husk licked the back of Angel’s neck and purred. “No problem, baby.”

Angel shivered at the pet name and melted onto his bed, eyes swirling from the overstimulation. ‘Is he trying to kill me?!’

Husk stretched and made his way over to the nightstand. “This where you keep your lube?” He asked, pointing at the drawer. 

Angel nodded. 

Husk opened it and saw a vast array of bottles, from scented to color to texture to… “Flavored?” His cat eyes blinked. “I didn’t even know they made those.” 

“They’re apparently not good for you,” Angel mumbled, still face-down in the sheets. 

“Most of these probably aren’t. Only scentless water-based lubes are good.” Husk fiddled through the items. “You, uh… want to use a condom?”

“N…Not with you…”

Husk grinned. “I see.”  

Angel lifted his head and then softly laughed as he watched Husk reading the lube bottles like he was reading labels at a grocery store. His presence made Angel feel clingy; like he would die again if he ever let go of this man. He knew he loved Husk to pieces and wanted so much more of him. All of him.

Lost in thought, Angel reached out to idly play with the tip of Husk’s tail, twirling it around his forefinger and in between the feathers. Husk dropped the bottle he was holding and goosebumps made his fur stand on end. 

“Ah… A-Angel, don’t do that…”

“Hmm?” Angel kissed the ruffled, red feathers. “Is my kitty’s tail sensitive?” 

Husk’s ears bashfully drew back.

Angel grinned and slid his fingers down the tail, barely wrapping his hand around it while he graced it. Husk clenched his teeth in order to contain the embarrassing noises that wanted to flee.

“Oh hoh, it is sensitive,” Angel observed before Husk had to sit down on the edge of the bed to collect himself. “Wonder what’ll happen if I stroke it?”

“I-it’s ticklish, alright?!” 

“I think it’s more than that~” 

Angel crawled over and kissed the back of Husk’s neck, then he happily tested his theory, stroking the tail all the way to the base in one, smooth motion; making Husk’s wings flap before a faint whimper escaped his lips.

“Mmm, does my kitty want more?” Angel rested his chin atop Husk’s shoulder, keeping a grip on the base of his tail while using another hand to reach around and stroke his needy cock. 

Husk clamped his eyes shut and tilted his head back onto Angel’s shoulder, moaning through his gritted fangs, unaware of the other’s tender, curious eyes lovingly watching every crack of his composure crumble. Angel kept jacking him off and used his other set of hands to feel up the silky smooth fur of Husk’s sides; fingers sensually combing through the fluff and shimmying up to the tuft on his chest. 

“Angel…” Husk’s cat ears flattened. “Th-this is too much at once, I’m gonna…!”

Angel stroked harder and dared to take it a tiny step further. He squeezed the base of his tail and licked Husk’s ear before he extended out his third pair of arms to give those extra hands the task of massaging those big, thick balls again while playing with his tip; which summoned that teetering climax almost immediately.

“Angel–!”

“Husk,” Angel whispered. “Cum for me.” 

Husk’s body stiffened and his claws came out to scratch at the floor and sheets as his overstimulated body obeyed and came right into Angel’s clever hands. The younger male kept pumping that cock, milking it for all it was worth, splattering hot ropes of white into the air and all over poor Husk’s thighs. 

Angel giggled. “That’s a good kitty.” 

Husk was panting and damn near pouting over how many times he already came when he hadn't even put it in yet. Irked, he looked back and saw Angel happily licking his hands clean like a puppy with peanut butter. That easily made Husk have to face forward and bury his burning face into his hands again, defeated. 

But, he wanted to make sure this next step was going to be perfect for Angel. 

“Mmm, my yummy Husky Wusky keeps me so well fed~” 

“Angel…” Husk picked up the lube he had dropped and set it aside on top of the nightstand. Then he returned his glance to Angel before gently grabbing his waist and dipping him back down onto the blankets. As Husk hovered over top of him, he took Angel’s hand and brought it up to his lips, planting a feather-like kiss upon it.

Angel’s flirtatious mode diminished. “Husk…?”

His crimson wings were like a romantic curtain around them, shielding them from the outside world. It was only them in this protective cocoon, about to soar together. Angel’s drumming heartbeat became more erratic as Husk kept the back of Angel’s hand pressed to his lips, calmly finding the right words to say before he spoke. 

“Angel, may I… make love to you?”

Angel froze. “Love…?”

Husk nodded.

“Wh-what do you mean…? I…”

“Have you ever had that before?”

There was a slight moment of silence, and then Angel sadly shook his head. 

Husk laced their fingers and held Angel’s hand against his cheek. “Then… will you allow me to be your first?” 

The younger male tried not to cry again, but his emotions betrayed him. There was just so much weight to Husk’s words, and the way he was looking directly into Angel’s teary eyes was so kindhearted, yet sincere and unwavering. Genuinely waiting for an answer. 

Angel gulped. “I…”

“If it’s too much or too soon, it’s okay,” Husk reminded him. “We can stop right now and—”

“No!”

Husk blinked with surprise, but then smiled when Angel hugged him tightly and buried his face into his neck. 

“Don’t go,” Angel pleaded. “Please, I…”

“I’m not going anywhere,” Husk reassured, then he kissed the top of Angel’s head. “You can count on that.”

Angel’s heart nearly burst at the seams. “I…” He nuzzled into the other’s soft fur. “…I want you to make love to me.”

Hearing those clearly spoken words had Husk’s blood pumping, struggling to supply his own swelling heart. He lifted Angel’s face and wiped away his tears with his thumbs, then gently pressed his forehead to Angel’s. 

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. Will you… make love to me, Husk…?”

Husk kissed his cheek. “With pleasure, baby.”

Angel looked up at Husk in awe as he hoisted Angel’s hips up to his own. Husk pressed his larger and longer cock against the other’s, and the comparison made Husk slightly afraid that he would break Angel once he entered, but he was also glad to see that his lover was already rigid as a rock again. 

“All that mushy talk turned you on this much?” Husk simpered, taking the lube off the nightstand.

“Y-you can’t blame me, alright?! Do you have any idea how fucking hot you are when you talk to me like that?”

Husk smirked. “I do now.” 

Angel blushed and pouted, but the click of the lube bottle opening had him watching Husk prepare. Seeing Husk so focused on prepping him was more than just a fantasy come true. It was downright endearing - and making him so hard that he thought he’d explode. 

Husk squeezed some liquid into his hand before slipping a finger into Angel’s hole.

“Mmph…” Angel moaned.

“I’m gonna put in another one,” Husk warned before adding a second finger. “And one more…” When he put in the third, Angel gasped and gripped the sheets. 

“H-Husk, please…” his voice shook. “I’m-I’m ready, so please…!”

Hearing Angel actually beg for it almost made Husk malfunction, but he happily obliged, keeping his wings draped around them as Angel placed his arms upon Husk’s shoulders. Husk slowly pulled out his digits and then stroked his own dick a few times before pressing his crying tip to the other’s entrance. 

“Is this okay…?”

“Mhm,” Angel nodded with a smile. 

Husk dipped his cock in, and just the tip alone made Angel tremble with anticipation. 

“Just relax…” Husk muttered, placing a hand onto Angel's abdomen and the other on the dip of his back. “...I’ve got you.”

Husk inched inside, encountering some friction as he stuffed himself all the way in. Angel was so hot and tight that Husk nearly blew his load, but he tried to last longer, no matter how hot it was to see Angel moan and smile as he was stretched open wide and filled to the brim. 

“Ffffuck…so big…” Angel was in a daze. The deeper Husk went, the more he throbbed around that eager cock, making Husk dizzy with pleasure.

“D-does it hurt or anything…?” Husk asked. 

“Ahh… a little, but you can keep going… in fact, please do.”

“Shit, you’re so tight… hah…” Husk could barely keep himself together.

Angel huffed. “Please, Husk… more…”

“More…?”

“Please…!”

Husk grinded into him. “Mm… Ask me again.”

“Oh…? You want me to beg?” Angel smirked and raised an eyebrow. “Who knew you were into that~?”

Husk turned red and lowered his ears.

“Aww, it’s okay! It’s hot as fuck.” Angel cradled his lover’s blushing face. “Please, Husk… I want your cock so bad…” He kissed one of those sensitive cat ears before whispering, “You feel so good inside me. Please, fuck me— Ah!”

Angel cried out when Husk dug his claws into his hips and started thrusting, rewarding him generously - and with interest. He curled his hand around Angel’s dick and stroked it as he sped up his rhythm, coaxing a steamy gasp out of Angel, who had immediately wrapped his limbs around him and clawed into his back at the sudden rush of pleasure. 

“Fuck! Husk…! More…! Don’t stop!”

“Angel….” Husk obeyed, thrusting so deeply that he could see the bulge of his cock inside of Angel’s small frame. Husk’s half-lidded yellow eyes glowed brightly as he breathlessly watched Angel scream and squirt cum in between their writhing bodies. 

“Husk… Husk…!” With every thrust, a new string of cum would gush out of Angel’s dick and it was making him whimper so much. “Mmm, cum inside me, Husk…”

Hearing his name repeatedly roll out of Angel’s broken breaths was already too much, but that last line had Husk cumming ample amounts of white inside of Angel until it swelled his tummy and spilled out of him. Drool seeped between Husk’s fangs as he gushed again and again, shaking and pouring himself inside his lover. The two of them clung onto each other as they came hard together, trembling in their shared embrace. 

“I love you,” Husk mumbled to him. 

Angel stared at him with wide, watery eyes. “Husk, I… I love you, too.” 

“You don’t have to force yourself to say it if—”

“I love you, Husk!” Angel touched his fingers to the other’s chin. “I’m not experienced with love, but I’ve always imagined this is what it feels like… And…”

Husk’s pupils dilated as he listened.

“I’ve never been in love before, but I want you to be my first,” Angel continued, breath hitching between the sweet words. “And, hopefully, my last.”

Husk pulled him in for a sweet kiss, the shift in movement causing more cum to leak out of where they were adjoined. A tear streamed down Husk’s cheek, and seeing him cry was another new and unexpected experience for Angel.

“Husk? Are you…?”

The older male wiped his tears away with his wrist.

“Baby, you’re crying…” Angel cupped the other’s face and gently kissed his tears.  

“Angel, I…” Husk peered down at him. “…I want to take care of you for as long as I can, alright? My first life on Earth was shitty and lonely, but you’ve shown me that something as crazy and stupid as love is possible… even for a guy like me.”

Angel’s heart skipped a beat. “Husk…”

“You’re my ray of hope. I’m only staying in this damn hotel and trying so hard because I want to stay by your side. If you get redeemed and escape this Hell, then I want to go with you—!”

Angel yanked him down into another powerful kiss, full of feeling while both of them had tears roll down their faces. “Make love to me again. Right now.”

Husk instantly wrapped his arms around Angel’s waist and their fucking turned desperate ; both of them kissing hungrily and moaning against each other’s lips as they moved. Husk planted his large hands on either side of Angel’s body, tearing open the bed sheets as he pounded Angel raw into the mattress, making him cry in between their wet and scattered kisses.

“Husk,” Angel cried. “Fuck, I love you…!”

“I love you, too,” Husk groaned, fucking him through the cum, refusing to light up. “Angel… you feel so damn good… fuck, I can’t… control mysel—!”

“Then don’t,” Angel interrupted. “Gimme all you got.”

Husk’s pupils constricted into thin black lines before he growled and lifted Angel off the bed, then slammed his back against the nearby wall, fucking him so fast and hard into it that the foundation cracked. 

“Oh, fuck yeah,” Angel moaned as goosebumps peppered his skin. He used all of his limbs to hang on and ate up every unhinged move Husk made, astonished to see just how ravenous he was. Angel could feel the other’s spikes at the base of his cock scrape against his rim, but it didn’t hurt as much as the tingling bites Husk began to inflict.

“Angel…” Husk had finally sunk his fangs into Angel’s neck, biting hard and tasting the iron of his blood. He clawed into Angel’s ass when he spread it out as wide as it could go, allowing him to fuck Angel impossibly deep, making the younger male’s back arch and ache. 

“Fuck, Husk, don’t stop!” Angel panted, mouth dripping. “Bite me more… do me harder…!”

He grabbed Husk’s hips to pull him close until he was inside up to the hilt and held him there, feeling Husk fuck him so good and deep, not pulling out even an inch. It sent Angel to the moon and back, seeing stars and swirls while Husk’s cum burst at the seam - and he kept fucking him right through it. 

“Angel…!”

“Husk…!” Angel hugged him tight and came, gushing more white essence between them as they scrambled.

Together, they made a mess along the wall and the floor beneath them. White globs drooled down their legs and sloppy, wet sounds of thrusting echoed in the room as they kept going, lost in lust and possessed with the love that had been boiling under the surface and searing their hearts for far too long. 

Angel tugged on Husk’s tail, making sure he was still lodged deep inside while they moved. Husk moaned and flapped his wings as he came again; legs shaking, but he couldn’t stop. His body was moving as quickly as his racing thoughts. Angel’s back dragged down the wall when Husk brought them to the floor, then Husk threw Angel’s legs over his shoulders and fucked him harder as they flattened out on the ground together. 

“Angel…!” Husk’s tongue lolled out of his mouth as he continued to aimlessly thrust his hips until they both came again.

This time, they finally slowed down to catch their breaths. Husk soon sat back down on the bed, holding Angel in his lap and keeping his cock inside him. 

“Sh-shit, Husk… I didn’t know a man could cum so much at once.” 

“Nn…” Husk snaked his arms around Angel’s waist and buried his face in his chest. “S-sorry, I can’t help it…” 

“Oh, don’t apologize, baby~! I did say to gimme all you got.” Angel grinded in his lap, making more cum ooze out and slither down their thighs. “I love when you fill me up.”

“Your damn fault for feeling so good,” Husk grumbled, voice muffled in the pink fluff. 

“You should lose control more often.” 

Husk nuzzled his head under Angel’s chin and purred. 

Exuberance gleamed in Angel’s eyes. “Aww, are you purring again?!” He hugged Husk’s head and squeezed him tight, absolutely enamored. “I love my Husky Wusky so fucking much!” 

Husk blushed, but scowled. “I can’t breathe.” 

Angel peeked down at the floor and saw the discarded suspenders from earlier and got an idea. He picked one up and looked down at Husk with a smirk, wrapping some of the fabric around his hand and stretching the rest out with the other.  

“I wanna make my kitty purr ~” 

Husk drew his ears back. “Wh-what’re you—?”

It only took seconds for Angel to tie Husk’s wrists together and flatten him down on the bed, onto his back. Too stunned to speak, Husk watched with dilated eyes as Angel took the remaining suspender and makeshifted a leash and collar out of it; placing the collar around Husk’s neck and yanking him upright before Husk could even process what was going on. 

“A-Angel!” 

“Don’t worry, it’s tied in a way that won’t choke you,” Angel said proudly. “I’m good at this; you can trust me.” 

Husk gulped. “I’m-I’m just not used to this sorta thing.” He peered down at the stretchy, black material; dick twitching inside of Angel. 

“Hmm, but I can feel you getting hard again,” Angel murmured, grinding his hips in Husk’s lap. That gesture made both of them tense up from how sensitive they’ve become since they got deeply intertwined. 

“Angel…”

“Do you want me to stop, Kitty?”

Husk shyly looked away, wishing he could somehow hide his reddening face. “No… you can keep going.” 

Angel pulled his leash until their lips reunited, startling the blushing Husk, but turning him on so damn much. He quickly melted into the kiss while Angel started to grind harder with a smooth, swaying motion, rolling his hips and getting Husk to helplessly moan against his mouth. Angel admired his work as he moved, soaking up the image of Husk’s hands tied behind his back and being handsomely at his mercy with the leash and collar - and his face was full of pleasure.

“If only I had a cat bell with me,” Angel teased, licking his lips. 

Husk’s fur bristled up. “And if only I had something to shut your mouth.”

“Nuh-uh, I’m the one in charge now,” Angel flirted, lifting Husk’s chin up. “Keep sassing me and your mouth will be the one that gets shut, little kitty~” 

Husk gritted his teeth and flicked his tail, making Angel giggle and kiss his nose. 

“Just sit back and enjoy it, baby.” He used his extra hands to cover Husk’s eyes. “Mm, feel how deep you are inside me.” 

“Mmph… Angel…” Husk surrendered and melted back into the motions when Angel started riding him.

Angel started out slow, but steadily sped up, sitting up and down on that hard, needy cock. He wasn’t used to going for so long without a break or taking some kind of medicine to mask any mental or physical pain, but he didn’t need to. This was completely different than even the highest rated sex at his job. No model or porn star even came close to this, no matter how skilled or how hot they were. Angel felt the greatest he has ever felt with Husk and Husk alone. 

There was no abusive pain because there was none inflicted. He didn’t have to recover; this was intimacy. He didn’t have to take drugs to help him disassociate through the night. For the first time, Angel wanted to feel everything and absorb every moment. Remember it forever and do it all over again. He wanted to please Husk so much that he was willing to go on like this until the next morning, or even longer. 

And, he loved Husk so much that he wanted to give every last broken part of himself to him; just plop all the pieces into his large, clawed, trustworthy hands. 

“I’m in love with you,” Angel said out loud, removing his hands from Husk’s eyes and riding him faster, feeling his own body tighten around that pulsing cock. “I want every last bit of you…!” 

Husk moaned and arched his hips. “Fuck, Angel…!” He writhed and shouted his name seconds before tilting his head back and gushing more hot cum into him.

Angel bit his neck and came with him, splattering the black straps white. Angel’s whole body shook as they both rode out their climaxes, panting and falling onto the comforter together, side by side. Angel’s gaping hole leaked out a thick river of cum, forming a small puddle on the bed.

“I’m in love with you, too,” Husk purred. 

“Mmm, that’s it,” Angel mumbled happily, unable to move. “I love when my kitty purrs~” 

Husk used his claws to cut through his restraints and brought Angel back into his arms. “Even if it cost me a pair of suspenders?”

“Oh, hush, you liked it,” Angel teased, fiddling with the leash still in his hands. “You coulda waited for me to untie you, though.” 

Husk laughed. “That’d be too much of a power trip for you.” 

“Well, I am a power bottom, as you know,” Angel said with a wink, laughing with him. “I’ll just have to tie you up better next time~”

“Heh, and make me break another pair?”

“You only did that because you wanted to hold me again, asshole. Just admit it.”

“Fine. I just wanted to hold you again, Angel.”

Angel flushed, not expecting those silly words to make him melt. 

Husk laughed again. “Why demand me to say it when you’re not prepared for it?” 

“Sh-shut up, I’m still not used to the fact that this shit is actually happening, okay?” Angel laid on his stomach and bashfully buried his face in his pillow. 

Husk crawled on top of him and hovered. “Wanna go one more time? To prove that this is real?” 

Angel could hear the underlying teasing in his tone. “One more time for the night, huh? How do you want it?”

“Like this.” 

“Doggy style? Aren’t you a cat, though?” 

Husk frowned. “Don’t you even…”

Angel looked back at him and playfully stuck his tongue out. “Shouldn’t we be calling it ‘kitty style’?” 

Husk pressed his hand to the back of Angel’s head and made him bury his back face into the pillow. “Enough with the cat talk.”

“But you like it!” Angel whined. 

“I do, but…” Husk’s glance strayed down to the other’s small, cute ass. He trailed his hands to those freckled cheeks and spread them out, watching his cum drool out of it. His entire face turned totally scarlet at the lewd sight. “…I like this better.” 

Angel lifted his butt up. “I’m all yours, Whiskers~”

“Is-is this okay, though? Can you handle another round?”

“I can handle anything, baby.” Angel suddenly remembered Husk’s kink for begging. “Please, Husky Wusky?” 

Husk pressed his cock against the crevice and tangled his claws into the back of Angel’s head again. “You can beg better than that.” 

Angel flushed bright red. ‘The waves of confidence this guy has…’ he thought as he felt that familiar tingle return to his core. He reached back to present himself and looked at Husk with yearning eyes. 

“P-please… Please, Husk… Need your cock again…” 

Husk nearly lost his balance. ‘I really should be careful of what I ask for,’ he thought to himself before sliding his dick into that tiny, overflowing hole; previous cum squirting out upon contact as he thrusted inside him. 

Angel’s yelp reminded Husk that this position always hit the deepest on average, so Husk waited for the other’s body to adjust.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m okay,” Angel said before grabbing that leash again, tugging the flustered Husk forward to mount his body. “You can go faster now, Kitty~”

Husk obeyed and started fucking him again, noticing that cute little heart on the back of Angel’s head. He kissed it and nuzzled into it, holding Angel’s body so close to his chest while his movements increased in speed and quantity; all of this making Angel’s head burn as he clamped his eyes shut and desperately clutched the leash in his hand. 

“Ahh…! Fuck! Husk, I’m so close already…”

“Me, too,” Husk mumbled. He planted his hands on either side of his lover, gripping the sheets and grinding hard into him, feeling Angel’s hot body throb around him. Husk groaned and started thrusting deeper and slower now, hitting that raw sweet spot with every motion. His lustrous eyes were still narrowed into slits as he panted and kept at it, smirking as he saw Angel tremble, moan and become unglued underneath him. “You gonna cum for me, baby?”

That was all it took for Angel to reply with yet another hard and helpless orgasm; throwing his head back and screaming while Husk climaxed for the utmost time that night. Both of them were violently shaking now, and Husk carefully pulled out to watch his waterfall of cum pour out of Angel’s hole again.

“Heh, you really are a closet-case pervert, aren’t ya?” Angel asked, peeking back at him with a tired wink. 

Husk’s wings ruffled when he was caught staring, and he cleared his throat. “Yeah, well… Only when it comes to you.”

Angel giggled and watched Husk tiredly lay down next to him. The two of them curled up together, worn out but elated. Angel then removed the makeshift leash and collar and Husk scratched at his own neck. 

“You know, next time, we should use a real collar. That shit pinched my fur and–”

Husk was cut off by Angel’s beaming yet devious expression. “Oh? You want to fuck like that again??”

The older male frantically waved his hands. “W-wait, I–!”

“Gimme my fuckin’ phone,” Angel demanded, crawling over him and reaching for his phone on the headboard, fluffy chest right in Husks’s face. 

“Angel.” His voice was muffled in the fur. 

“You know, I was gonna buy you a cute kitty collar either way~”

Husk pinned Angel down before he could grab his phone. “And, what makes you think I’d wear it so easily?”

“Well, you just said we need a collar, didn’t you~?” Angel flirted with a smirk.

Husk pouted. He was right about that.

“I was gonna keep it until you asked to wear one, but I didn’t expect you to ask so soon! I gotta buy it now! You’re gonna look so cute wearing a big bell around your neck, Whiskers~ Oh! Should I get you a tag with your nickname on it, too? Or maybe even get you a harness??”

Husk sighed, knowing this was a pointless battle. Besides, he wasn’t against the idea. “Fine.” He took Angel’s phone and gave it to him. “But, I want you to wear that stuff, too… And, only wear it for me.”

“Ooh, possessive, are we?”

“Well, you are mine, aren’t you?”

Angel turned his phone to Husk. “Say that again.”

Husk flushed red and looked away. 

“Aww, c’mon, Kitty, do it for me? Pleeease?” 

Husk couldn’t say no to those sparkling eyes. “Y-you’re… You’re mine, Angel.”

Angel wiggled with excitement. “Oh, yes, baby~!” He replayed the video on his phone and nearly fainted. “Fuck yes, I’m cherishing this forever.”

The older male sighed, but a smirk curled his lip at the sight of Angel swooning over him saying just a few simple words. “Angel… You’re so cute.”

Angel abruptly froze and then hid behind his phone, steam flying out of his head. 

Husk scooted closer to him. “You, uh… Mind showing me what you want to buy…?”

“Oh! Yes!” The younger male scrambled to pull up the internet tab. “I already have a wish list full of stuff to get you. I’m sure there are matching sets somewhere in there, so that I can wear special little outfits just for you~”

Husk blinked. “You… already have a wish list?”

“Sure do~! I’ve asked about custom-making some stuff for you, too, so you can keep your hot and adorable Ace of Hearts aesthetic. And, I have lots of fun toys saved for us, too~”

Husk shook his head and laughed. “You had a list before we even started dating? Typical.”

“Oooh, so we’re dating now?” 

“No shit, we are.”

Angel softly smiled, and his heart did multiple flips in his chest. “Good. I can finally call you my man.”

Husk blushed so hard he thought he’d fall over. He hid behind his face behind his wrist and fixed to stand up, but Angel suddenly grabbed his hand and wouldn’t let go.

“W-wait, don’t go! I… I don’t want this dream to end yet… please, stay a little longer?”

Husk gently patted his head. “Who said it has to end? I’m not going anywhere, remember? I’ll stay as long as you want me to.”

“What if… it’s forever, though?”

“Then that’s how long I’ll stay.”

“You… really mean that…?”

“With all my heart.” 

Angel shyly lowered his head and Husk leaned down to kiss the heart-shaped spot on the back of his head once more, making Angel burn.

“I just got a bit flustered back there, that’s all,” Husk explained. “I was thinking about possibly grabbing us some water, but I can wait.” He laid back down with Angel, sheltering him under his wing. 

“S-sorry, I didn’t mean to react like that.”

“Don’t apologize, Angel. I understand.” 

Angel nuzzled into the fluffy white tuft on Husk’s chest and felt him purring. It was always so heartwarming. No matter the context, that loud and sweet continuous sound made Angel feel right at home. 

“Hey, Husk? Can I tell you a secret?”

“What is it? Another list of lewd stuff for the guy you weren’t even dating yet?” Husk teased.

“Hey! You watched porn of the guy you weren’t even dating yet. I don’t wanna hear it.”

Husk’s fur bristled. “I guess you got me there.”

Angel laughed, then held Husk’s hand and kept his glance down at their intertwined fingers. “Seriously, though, Husk… Can I tell you something?”

Husk nodded. “Of course.”

“My… My real name is Anthony.” 

Husk’s ears twitched. “Anthony, huh?” He smiled. “I like that name.” 

Angel felt his whole soul swell with love at the sound of Husk acknowledging his true name. 

“But, you know what?” Husk tilted the other’s chin up so their eyes reunited. “You’ll always be my little angel.”

And with that, Angel finally overheated and became swirly-eyed enough to borderline pass out in Husk’s arms, but Husk held him close and pulled the covers over them. They were still a hot mess, covered in cum, love bites and claw marks - but, beaming in the afterglow, nonetheless. 

“Love… I love you so much, Husk…” Angel said in a love-struck daze. 

Husk curled his tail around them, planning to clean Angel up after some rest. “I love you, too, baby.”