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[ angel corrects himself so valentino doesn't have to - he does have a preference for being able to see angel's face, for the most part, whenever they're fooling around - so val pets one of his hands down angel's side with subtle, unspoken praise. good boy, painted under the skim of his fingers as they trace up the bend in his spine, his other hand twisting so the cup of his palm is more focused around angel rather than split between the both of them. valentino can be giving, just as easily as he can be selfish, if the mood strikes him.

he's not an easy man by any means, but angel's always been somewhat of a... special case, for valentino. it doesn't take much from him to get val worked up; those soft sounds and murmured expletives, the way angel's brows pinch, the way his eyes plead, it all goes straight to valentino's dick, makes his blood feel hot under his skin. valentino watches angel's face, catalogues every micro-expression, every hitch of his breath, his own teeth biting into the inside of his cheek. he wets his lower lip with a pink tongue, and flexes his hips just the slightest bit, pushing his cock through the circle of his hand so it slides counter to the downstroke of his fist, grinds against angel's. ]

... You're welcome. Nngh. You know I always take care of you, Angel baby.