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Angel hesitated at the top of the stairs before be finally made his way down them and to the bar.
He could do this. He needed to do this. Husk was watching Niffty, who was sitting on the floor next to the bar making a necklace out of... roach bodies? Whatever made her happy.
Angel felt more and more self conscious the closer he got to the bar and he was about to turn around and go back upstairs, when Husk finally noticed his presence and glanced up at him. He didn't react much at first, but then he did a double take and looked Angel up and down.
"Damn. What's the occasion?" He asked. Angel fidgeted a little uncomfortably, unable to decipher if Husk liked his outfit or not. He wasn't dressed anything like he usually was. He wasn't wearing his usual skirt and blazer, but instead a pinstriped pantsuit. He wore no shirt under the jacket, showing off the heart shaped mark that led down his torso. He'd brushed and straightened the fur on his chest, making it less fluffy and lay more flat against his chest. The pinstripes made his legs look even longer and he wore more reasonable shoes, rather than his mile high boots.
"Um... No occasion, I just wanted to... Try something new" Angel continued to hover uncomfortably, still unsure if he wanted to run away. Husk looked him up and down again, spending extra time looking at his legs and exposed chest.
"Mhm... And what's the real reason?" Husk finally said after scrutinizing him for what seemed like an eternity.
"W-what do you mean?" Angel finally forced himself to sit at the bar. He didn't cross his legs like he usually would, spreading them slightly instead.
"Angel..." Husk seemed annoyed as he started making Angel's usual drink, some pink sparkly martini, but Angel stopped him.
"Um, can I actually get a scotch?" Angel told him and Husk sighed.
"What's up with you?" Husk demanded.
"I don't know what you mean" Angel insisted.
"Don't pull that shit with me. Niff! Fuck off for a while"
"Okay!" Niffty didn't even question it before she scuttled away.
"What the fuck was that for?" Angel demanded.
"You get extra squirmy when you need to talk about something and you have another witness. It's just us now. Tell me what's happening" Husk walked around the bar and turned Angel's stool to face him. He stood between his long legs and placed his hands on the bar behind him, trapping him in, but barely touching him. He didn't want to make him more uncomfortable than he already was.
"Is it Val? What'd he say?" Husk asked more softly, now that he was closer. His eyes were wide and dilated with his ears tucked back, making him look more like a kitten. Angel caved immediately.
"He's just.... He'd been treating me like a... Like a woman a lot lately. Lumping me in with the girls, acting like I've got a pussy, wanting me to dress and act more feminine. I don't know why it bothers me. I usually do that anyway, but...." Angel worried he wasn't making any sense. He wasn't the most articulate.
"But he's not giving you a choice" As always, Husk knew what Angel was trying to say.
"...Yeah. I didn't want you to think I was too... girly and not be attracted to me anymore" Angel mumbled.
Husk sighed and rubbed his temples, not even knowing where to start.
"Ant... Baby... I'm not gay" He blurted out.
Angel just sat there, looking very confused. His head was tilted to the side like a confused little kitty and it made Husk want to kiss his stupid face.
"Husky... You know I'm-" he started to explain, worried that the greatest misunderstanding of all time had occurred. Husk realized how what he said sounded.
"Yes! I know that! Fucking hell... I meant... Oh god dammit" He went back behind the bar and poured himself a shot before immediately downing it. "There's a fucking word for it, but I don't really give a shit. Basically I don't give a fuck if you've got a dick or a pussy. You've got a hole and an annoying as fuck personality that I love. That's all I need" Husk told him, hoping he got his point across without sounding too harsh. He saw Angel's expression, his eyes wide in maybe shock. He decided to try to keep explaining.
"I don't give a fuck if you dress all girly and feminine or whatever the hell, you look sexy. Same as right now, like... fuck. God damn did your legs get longer? Holy shit" He got distracted looking Angel up and down again. He badly wanted to bury his face in the man's chest fur.
"You really like it?" Angel asked softly, adjusting his jacket again, pulling it a little more open.
"I like you" Husk nearly purred, stepping closer again "And we've never really discussed it, but... I'm not exclusively a top. If you want to feel more masculine"
Angel's mouth dropped open and Husk chuckled in that deep sexy way that drove him fucking insane.
"Are you yankin my chain right now?" Angel asked shakily.
"Do I ever fuck around when it comes to sex?" Husk raised a brow, his face and tone dead serious. Angel swallowed hard and shook his head, his eyes still wide. His boner was much more obvious in his boxers than in his usual tight panties and Husk purred when he saw the effect he had on the other man. "Then take me upstairs and fuck me like a man"
Husk didn't even finish his sentence before Angel grabbed him by his suspenders and dragged him upstairs to his room.
A few moments later, Niffty popped out of a vent next to the bar.
"Angel is a boy?"