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[Angel doesn't resist with how gentle Val's being for the moment, wanting to keep him that way as long as possible. Inhaling the sweet scent of those hearts, his top set of arms loosely draping over Val's shoulders as he lays his cheek against chest, a guilty expression crossing his face. It's harder to remember his reasoning for leaving when Val's soft like this.]
...'course m'happy, Val. [He lifts his gaze to meet the moth's, warry to see which version of Valentino he was going to get today.]
[Angel doesn't resist with how gentle Val's being for the moment, wanting to keep him that way as long as possible. Inhaling the sweet scent of those hearts, his top set of arms loosely draping over Val's shoulders as he lays his cheek against chest, a guilty expression crossing his face. It's harder to remember his reasoning for leaving when Val's soft like this.]
...'course m'happy, Val. [He lifts his gaze to meet the moth's, warry to see which version of Valentino he was going to get today.]
[One hand settles at the small of Angel's back, another stroking tenderly between his shoulder blades. It's soft and tender and in perfect counterpoint to his attitude over text. As if just seeing Angel had shifted his mood.
Another hand moves to stroke Angel's cheek, cupping it almost forcefully to keep the other sinner's gaze on his. ]
Don't lie to me, Baby. You run from me all the time. The moment you're off set, you're gone. I have to threaten you to get you here when you used to love to crawl into my lap.
[ His words are soft, a cooing sound as his thumb brushes against Angel's face as he speaks. But his gaze is hard behind his heart shaped glasses. His arm slowly tightens at the small of Angel's back but not cruelly. Yet. ]
Another hand moves to stroke Angel's cheek, cupping it almost forcefully to keep the other sinner's gaze on his. ]
Don't lie to me, Baby. You run from me all the time. The moment you're off set, you're gone. I have to threaten you to get you here when you used to love to crawl into my lap.
[ His words are soft, a cooing sound as his thumb brushes against Angel's face as he speaks. But his gaze is hard behind his heart shaped glasses. His arm slowly tightens at the small of Angel's back but not cruelly. Yet. ]
[Angel relaxes against him at first, easily soothed by those soft touches, at least until he finds his gaze forced to Val's.]
I gotta get back to Nuggys is all. The shifts have been so long- not-...I'm not complaining- I just- I gotta make sure he's okay, yah know? That's all-
[He wants to shrink back, but he can feel Val's arm start to tighten. He nuzzles into the hand at his cheek instead.]
I didn' mean ta make you feel neglected, Val- honest- I'm trying-
I gotta get back to Nuggys is all. The shifts have been so long- not-...I'm not complaining- I just- I gotta make sure he's okay, yah know? That's all-
[He wants to shrink back, but he can feel Val's arm start to tighten. He nuzzles into the hand at his cheek instead.]
I didn' mean ta make you feel neglected, Val- honest- I'm trying-
Maybe you shouldn't leave him in a place where old fuckers might turn him into bacon.
[ There's a bit of coldness to his tones, even if his touch is still tender despite it all. ]
Or, more likely, some southern stew. Would be a shame to see that happen to your pet.
[ His chin drops, peering at Angel over the top of his glasses. ]
Oh do go on. Trying what? Other than my patience.
[ There's a bit of coldness to his tones, even if his touch is still tender despite it all. ]
Or, more likely, some southern stew. Would be a shame to see that happen to your pet.
[ His chin drops, peering at Angel over the top of his glasses. ]
Oh do go on. Trying what? Other than my patience.
[He brow creases with guilt, Fat Nuggets always a way to straight to Angel's core. Even if Val's put his baby in just as much danger as he says the others might. And that threat woven into those words doesn't go unnoticed. Angel swallows and shakes his head, rolling his hips against Valentino's to try and steer things back on track.]
I haven't missed a shoot this week. And a little time apart makes it better sometimes, doesn't it? You know I'm yours Val. Nothing's...really changed.
I haven't missed a shoot this week. And a little time apart makes it better sometimes, doesn't it? You know I'm yours Val. Nothing's...really changed.
You haven't missed a shoot.
[ He slowly repeats those words, very carefully, focusing on that though the really changed says a lot to him too. Because things have changed, and that's the part he's focusing on. ]
So really you're doing your job, and so that's all that matters, right? Nothing else?
[ Again he's carefully twisting words, watching Angel intently. ]
[ He slowly repeats those words, very carefully, focusing on that though the really changed says a lot to him too. Because things have changed, and that's the part he's focusing on. ]
So really you're doing your job, and so that's all that matters, right? Nothing else?
[ Again he's carefully twisting words, watching Angel intently. ]
[That...didn't sound like how he meant, and Angel blinks hearing it repeated back, giving a faint shake of his head. The twisting of his words makes his gaze duck guilty, and it takes him a few tries to find his voice again.]
That's not- I didn't mean it like that, Val. You matter. You know you matter. [His hands pet over Valentino's chest, while another pair start working on his fly.]
That's not- I didn't mean it like that, Val. You matter. You know you matter. [His hands pet over Valentino's chest, while another pair start working on his fly.]
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Did ya ask 'em to kidnap ya, you dummy?? [But, fuck- no- you're okay, Fizz. Angel rubs his back trying to soothe those trembles.] Mm? Oh, um- no I don'- [Angel spares a moment to actually give himself a once over] oh, uh- Little bit. Not a big deal. Sinners heal fast.
Did ya ask 'em to kidnap ya, you dummy?? [But, fuck- no- you're okay, Fizz. Angel rubs his back trying to soothe those trembles.] Mm? Oh, um- no I don'- [Angel spares a moment to actually give himself a once over] oh, uh- Little bit. Not a big deal. Sinners heal fast.
Well, I mean... no, but... fuck. [ He takes in a deep breath and looks Angel over to see where he'd been hurt. ] Still. We should get ya cleaned up. [ Plus Fizz just wanted to get the fuck away from the car. ]
Then they're the idiots who oughta be sorry, right? [Angel nods towards the bloody smears that used to be the kidnappers.] You first. [He scoops Fizz up to get him away from this mess, limping a little as he walks, steering them away from Cannibal Town given the appetizing bloody trail he's leaving.]
[ Valentino learned a long time ago ways to twist things, and warp them, and make them his. Words. Events. People. So he leans in that much closer to Angel, not just to see him better but to ensure that the other sinner's entire world was Val. In that moment. Always. ]
I know a lot of things, Baby, but I'm not sure you remember them. Like your place. Like who made you. Like how you're mine. That you wanted to be mine, should still want to be but I'm not sure...
[ He sighs then, not giving in physically at all. Even as he aches to prove those words in every way. ]
I know how persuasive Morningstars can be.
I know a lot of things, Baby, but I'm not sure you remember them. Like your place. Like who made you. Like how you're mine. That you wanted to be mine, should still want to be but I'm not sure...
[ He sighs then, not giving in physically at all. Even as he aches to prove those words in every way. ]
I know how persuasive Morningstars can be.
[Guilt spreads over his face, and it's inescapable no matter how he lowers his gaze and tries and avoid that look. Usually the touch would've been enough to distract, enough to earn at least a little slack.]
You made me, Val. I'm yours. I'm always yours.
[His fingers curl round Val's cock, stroking slowly, trying to earn even the smallest amount of forgiveness.]
Charlie's nothin' ta worry about. I promise. Jus' a free place ta crash, that's all.
You made me, Val. I'm yours. I'm always yours.
[His fingers curl round Val's cock, stroking slowly, trying to earn even the smallest amount of forgiveness.]
Charlie's nothin' ta worry about. I promise. Jus' a free place ta crash, that's all.
Maybe... yeah... probably.... [ Was it obvious that Fizz was too used to apologizing for anything wrong going down, yet? He takes a deep breath to steady himself, curling up in Angel's arms and resting his head on the Sinner's shoulder. ] Ain't it gonna be a pain in the dick to let this shit dry on your fur?
Okay, my weird stalkers put me in a car. Should I be sorry?
[Very obvious. Very familiar.]
Mm- worse things dry in this fur all the time. [He laughs and shrugs a shoulder.] Got a shower at the hotel, s'fine.
[Very obvious. Very familiar.]
Mm- worse things dry in this fur all the time. [He laughs and shrugs a shoulder.] Got a shower at the hotel, s'fine.
[ Val watches him closely, knowing just how well worded his words are, just what buttons he's pushing. He can't help himself.
Especially as he feels those hands working his pants open, the touch of such well trained fingers wrapping around his cock. ]
Yes, Angel Baby, you are. You are always mine.
[ He says the words with a soft, rumbling purr, but with those teeth bared it's positively a growl. Feral and needy at the same time.
His hands slide proprietarily over Angel's body, sliding over his waist, the slenderness of his hips and up along his chest, teasing along that fluff. When he speaks it is, again, that rumble that seems to vibrate through him. ]
You have a place though, Baby. You have me.
Especially as he feels those hands working his pants open, the touch of such well trained fingers wrapping around his cock. ]
Yes, Angel Baby, you are. You are always mine.
[ He says the words with a soft, rumbling purr, but with those teeth bared it's positively a growl. Feral and needy at the same time.
His hands slide proprietarily over Angel's body, sliding over his waist, the slenderness of his hips and up along his chest, teasing along that fluff. When he speaks it is, again, that rumble that seems to vibrate through him. ]
You have a place though, Baby. You have me.
[He works him slow to start, his hips rolling subtly in Val's lap in time with his movements, upper arms working open Val's shirt. It was a collection of soft, almost teasing touches, baiting Val to take more. If he can distract him well enough with his body maybe they won't have to fight...
Angel swallows and there's a thick pause, very much not wanting to say the first words that spring to mind. Being here always ends with him being hurt. Saying that will end with it too, but there's no better excuse springing to mind.
He takes a gamble and tries to guide one of Val's hands to his throat, a little show of trust to make up for the delay.]
Do you really wanna talk about that now, Daddy? I could be doing such better things with my mouth...
Angel swallows and there's a thick pause, very much not wanting to say the first words that spring to mind. Being here always ends with him being hurt. Saying that will end with it too, but there's no better excuse springing to mind.
He takes a gamble and tries to guide one of Val's hands to his throat, a little show of trust to make up for the delay.]
Do you really wanna talk about that now, Daddy? I could be doing such better things with my mouth...
No. No you shouldn't. [ He sighs softly and lets his tail coil around Angel's waist as he's carried. ] Fuck, I just wanted some coffee. That's what I was tryna get, right? Fuck, I can't even remember no more.
Will you... will ya stay with me, though? At least till Ozz gets back from his meetin'. I kinda don't... wanna be alone right now.
Will you... will ya stay with me, though? At least till Ozz gets back from his meetin'. I kinda don't... wanna be alone right now.
[That tails so damn cute. Angel glances down briefly and smiles.] Wanna get some still or get outta the streets? [Angel's prepared to do whatever will help Fizz right now, whether that's cuddles or standing in line and kicking the shit outta anyone who looks at them wrong.]
'Course, I ain't goin' no where. You're stuck with me 'til Ozz takes yah off my hands.
'Course, I ain't goin' no where. You're stuck with me 'til Ozz takes yah off my hands.
[ It is damn hard to keep up the attitude and the anger when Angel works that marvelous skill of his for pleasure against him. Some small part of him knows what Angel is doing... and the rest of him doesn't give a fuck because the desire for the other sinner is growing with every touch and every stroke of delightful hands.
Behind heart glasses his eyes narrow, but it's not in anger but hooding with lust as he stares at Angel as his fingers are placed to that slender throat. He flexes his fingers around Angel's throat before dragging his thumb up to catches on his bottom lip, slightly hook into his mouth and drawing it down and open as his fingers tighten against his throat. ]
You do have an amazing mouth, Baby. So good with it. You're made for pleasure.
Behind heart glasses his eyes narrow, but it's not in anger but hooding with lust as he stares at Angel as his fingers are placed to that slender throat. He flexes his fingers around Angel's throat before dragging his thumb up to catches on his bottom lip, slightly hook into his mouth and drawing it down and open as his fingers tighten against his throat. ]
You do have an amazing mouth, Baby. So good with it. You're made for pleasure.
[The shaky exhale might've been from want or fear as those fingers tighten, and truthfully Angel's not sure himself, lips parting without protest. He holds Valentino's gaze, nodding softly, those eyes pleading to be allowed to put that mouth of his to good work. Let Val use him so long as he just drops the dangerous question and answers for a short while. If he's good enough maybe he'll earn a trip home without caching any hands. No bruises to explain. Or less bruises at least...]
F-for your pleasure, Daddy. Please Val- Lemme show you?
F-for your pleasure, Daddy. Please Val- Lemme show you?
[ He pauses to think... really truly think. If Angel's with him, maybe anyone else looking to snatch the jester up for themselves will be scared off. ] Yeah. I'll buy some for ya, too, as a thank you.
I'll wait to shoot him a text. I don't want him rushin' outta his meetin' all upset. 'Sides, long as I'm with you, I'll be safe.
I'll wait to shoot him a text. I don't want him rushin' outta his meetin' all upset. 'Sides, long as I'm with you, I'll be safe.
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It doesn't take Angel long to get himself ready, the promise of a good fix more of a draw than the money in that moment. Val's limo is gone almost as soon as he's stepped out, and he huffs, straightening his skirt and tousling his hair as he approach the motel. He double checks the address to see which door he should be knocking on, heels clicking as he approaches, smile all ready in place in case he's being watched from inside.
His fingers rap on the door, casually flipping off a seedy interloper who tries to catcall. He's on the clock with someone else.
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It doesn't take Angel long to get himself ready, the promise of a good fix more of a draw than the money in that moment. Val's limo is gone almost as soon as he's stepped out, and he huffs, straightening his skirt and tousling his hair as he approach the motel. He double checks the address to see which door he should be knocking on, heels clicking as he approaches, smile all ready in place in case he's being watched from inside.
His fingers rap on the door, casually flipping off a seedy interloper who tries to catcall. He's on the clock with someone else.
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Austin is waiting, practically vibrating with energy, both natural and enforced from the powder he's taken into his veins. He opens the door and grins.
"Hey you made it!" He has a collar. It's studded with black diamonds, a full month's salary in this one gesture. "Here."
"Hey you made it!" He has a collar. It's studded with black diamonds, a full month's salary in this one gesture. "Here."
"You work fast, Daddy," Angel purrs appreciatively as he eyes the collar, and he steps inside. "You wanna put it on me, or should I?" His fingers trace a tantalizing path along his bare throat in question.
He gives Angel an 'aw shucks' kind of grin. "You put it on. Let's see it. You like it? Or is your boss gonna take it from you?"
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