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Text | Voice | Video | Action What are yah stupid? You know what ta do. kisses~

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[harderdaddy]

[Fuck, even his laugh is hot. How can a laugh turn him on?? Angel shifts, pushing so he's leaning back on his upper set of elbows, better able to watch Husk's face. His attempts to picture the man in his human body don't conjure anything that feels quite so perfect as he is to him now.]

Heh~ I learned all my tricks down here. [A tease, but also a truthful admission, Angel's breath hiccupping in surprise at the sensation of that purr, and cock giving a little jump of its own. Well shit, that's handy~ He reaches own of his lower hands to scritch and worry at one of Husk's ears, very incentivized to keep that motor running.]

[bartenderbitch]

[Some people might say that love has something to do with that, even if that's an entire topic that might not be quite as on the table as they might think right now. But he's quite happy to let him watch the little show, tail uncurling from his waist for now to instead slap at the bed just a bit.

It is interesting to know that he learned everything down below, though not entirely out of place, if he had guessed properly at when Angel had ended up in Hell, things were... different back then, he knows that for a fact.

The ear scritching and worrying is a very welcomed addition and he shifts just enough to headbump into his hand before shifting to slowly take in the rest, tongue laid flat against the underside of his cock. His hind, meanwhile, moves to rake claws against one of Angel's inner thighs, being none too gentle about it as that boat has long since sailed.]

[harderdaddy]

[Some people might, but that's a very scary topic. Sex is so much easier. Angel's eyes flick to that tail and starts to laugh, though it's quickly swallowed up by a groan.

He would've bet good money when he first met Husk the guy wouldn't know the first thing about sucking a guy off, but he's happy to admit he was wrong~

Gritting his teeth, Angel's cry is pained, but grateful, even as his body flinches to try and escape the sharp sting.]

Gonna be painted red by the time you're done with me, fuck. [Angel pants out a laugh and pushes Husk fur back from his face, smiling at the streaks that the hat normal hide away.]

[bartenderbitch]

[It's absolutely so much simpler this way, even if some people might be liars if they ever said it was just sex. There's a smug satisfaction in knowing that he shut him up that quickly, the purring merely ramping up with his approval of it all. Nor would he have denied the accusations about not knowing what he was doing just because it was easier than admitting he had more experience in this field than anyone might have expected.

But god does he love hearing his reactions to what he's doing and, if he were honest, he'd be happy just doing things to him to hear those lovely noises and not even worry about himself. Not that he doesn't startle a little while he pushes that fur from his face, a brow raising in question both to the action and if he wants him to paint him red or lay off of the violent act.

Not that it at all is stopping him from taking his sweet time to actually do anything, quite content to just lazily take what he can with his tongue and the purring. He could move, he guesses, but he might be the faintest bit curious to see how long Angel can be patient with this.]

[harderdaddy]

I look good in red. [A small smirk, in answer to that unspoken question, very much in favor of Husk leaving as many marks on him as he can, tangible proof he's wanted.

Patience is not one of Angel's virtues, hips arching, and tugging lightly on that ear to try and coax Husk to give him more/take it for himself.]

Husky~ [He whines the plea, as though he's been seriously deprived.]

[bartenderbitch]

[If only he could leave some lasting ones, but he'll take dying him red for the time being until they maybe can figure out how to do things a little more permanently. Especially as he's digging back into that thigh and actually pulling back on him trying to arch his hips into his mouth. He might be also into this teasing nonsense, making sure to watch him as he speaks, lips purposefully grazing against his dick.]

This not enough for you, baby?~ [He's the worst, as Angel may be learning by this point.] Use your voice, tell me what you want.

[harderdaddy]

[As if all their bantering hasn't clued Angel in, that teasing tone finally confirms that Husk is going to make the most out of toying with him. And as much as he might protest, Angel's going to love him for it.]

I want- hhh- I want ya ta suck my dick until I'm cryin' so loud the neighbors think I'm bein' murdered in here. Dontcha wanna hear the noises I can make for ya, Husky? The real ones?

[bartenderbitch]

[How unfortunate for him that he absolutely loves toying with him like this, especially when he's in no rush to get off, himself.

Nor can he help the grin that comes with those words and those questions until he's shifting to kiss just above his groin, making certain that he knows how much he appreciates all of this. Once the gross affectionate shit is out of the way he's taking his tongue down to the base of his cock and slowly run it up to the tip just to make certain he gets to feel all of that texture.]

Then you'll have to trust me when I stop, can't have you getting off too quick, right?~ [He's going to enjoy every second of bringing him to the edge only to back off and do it again. Especially as he's slowly taking him back into his mouth with low purring, nothing too powerful yet.]

[harderdaddy]

[Oh that fucking grin. Angel gives a sullen pout that's weakened by the whine in his throat, but he's rewarded with the drag of that pretty tongue. Too slow, not enough, but it still has the spider squirming.]

Y-ya think I can't hold off? I can do slow- [He can't. Fuck-] You ain't eager ta get inside? Really gonna make yourself wait-?

[bartenderbitch]

[Honestly, it's so rude how absolutely gorgeous he is like this, even while rolling his eyes at the words. Does he really want him to answer while he has his dick in his mouth? Because he can absolutely do that if it's going to bother him.

Especially since it means he can pull back up off of him and run his tongue along the tip before he does so, he could do this all day.]

So far you seem more of a needy mess than someone that can hold off~ And you wanted me to suck you off until you were screaming, baby, not fucking you. [Not that he doesn't want to, but he can absolutely focus on just him for the time being.] You wanna change your mind now? Or get some idea in your head that you can take what you want? [He's down for whatever, honestly, so he's just setting all of the options out there right now.]

[harderdaddy]

[He wants too many fucking things all at once is the problem, and Angel passes a hand over his too hot face.] A guy can want more than one thing. [And he could take it, but that's not the game he wants to play right his moment. Not now.] I'll be good, Husky, please. Just keep touchin' me. [Fingers slide down from Husk's ear to his jaw, giving a light scritch under his chin.] You don' know what ya do ta me.

[bartenderbitch]

[They have all the time in the world at this point, if he's perfectly honest. Neither one of them are going anywhere until they fulfill the bullshit of this ship and he isn't going anywhere without Angel by this point.] I know, baby, it's just fun to rile you up~ [He'll be good? There's something about that that gets under his skin in a way he can't quite describe other than it's good and he tilts his head up with the scritch with perhaps the loudest purring he's ever heard from this man.] I have a feeling it's mutual.

[He truly could do this all day if he wanted, just adoring the reactions from this man and knowing that he's the one causing them and it's none of this acting bullshit. His hand that isn't in his thigh moves back to lazily run up and down his cock before he shifts to kiss the other neglected thigh and run his tongue through the fur to reach skin.] Could take my time just savoring every inch of you.

[harderdaddy]

'Sposed ta be my job. [But honestly, he enjoys it when Husk takes turns trying to rile him up as well. And then of course Husk echoes that exact sentiment. All while purring like a damn engine, and Angel tries to work out which combination of things said or done was the magic touch.

He gives a soft sigh, breath shuddering as he tries to show he can be good and patient, hips giving a slow rock into that hand.] Shit, you know what you're doin' ta me? Talkin' like that, jesus. Whicha us is 'sposed ta be the porn star here?

[bartenderbitch]

You're doing wonderful at it, I just have more patience. [Which is true, really, he's better at hiding it and better at rolling with the punches than showing just how riled up he really is. It's not difficult to get this man purring or to get him as into everything as he is, not when it's Angel, at least.

He's not particularly bothered by his rocking into his hand, lightly nuzzling into the thigh he'd just licked.] Can't say I do, how 'bout you tell me? Just got a lot more experience under my belt than most before I ended up here, it's all natural. [Honestly, he could keep talking like this if he wanted him to, even if it means depriving him of his tongue.]

[harderdaddy]

S'cause you're old. [Angel smirks, as if the two of them aren't close as hell in terms of years of existence. But those years top side do a lot more to mature a person than the ones down here.]

You got me worked up like I'm waitin' on my third cumshot. But then ya say some shit, and m'blushin' like a fuckin' virgin.

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[bartenderbitch]

Angel baby~ Do you happen to know who that person is that you so graciously invited over for a live show?

[harderdaddy]

You ain't looking for a fight, are you? Pretty sure I know, but ain't the first time I made an open invitation in this place.

[bartenderbitch]

What? No.

I'm pretty sure it's one of the people that commented on my own that you so graciously put on that board and I wanted to know who it was.

What you do in your private life is your own business, I'm not going to fight about that.

[harderdaddy]

Nah, not with me. I meant were you gonna go off and fight him.

Pretty sure it's that cute imp, Blitzø.

[bartenderbitch]

Still no? Point still stands.

Is it? Huh, didn't think he'd be the one doing all of that, but I guess we did squash that little issue we had pretty quickly.

... Actually, I have a question for you.

[harderdaddy]

Ya know, it's kinda hot. Someone fighting for you. Least on TV.

I might be wrong, guess I'll know if some rando-admirer shows up, huh? You had two had a tiff?

Shoot.

[bartenderbitch]

That shit ain't healthy in real life and you know it.

A little bit of one, but nothing worth talking about since evidently it's not being held against me or anything.

I might be curious about this visitor of yours if it is that imp. So, uh, what're your thoughts on... I guess to be blunt threesomes and the like? [He's dying in his room, thank you very much.]

[harderdaddy]

[He knows intimately. Yes.]

I guess.

You're a hit. People like a silver fox. Or...cat.

...Husk. You know who I am, right? You really gotta ask? Didn't know you were into that though.

[bartenderbitch]

[Precisely why he's saying it, Angel, don't you start acting that way on him.]

I could pretend for you if you wanted, maybe, if you asked nicely.

I'm sure I know who the other two were, which wasn't a surprise what-so-ever...

LOOK, IT'S BETTER IF I ASK THAN TO JUST ASSUME? [He's trying to be a gentleman here and not cross boundaries!!!]

There's a few things I might be interested in that haven't come up, just 'cause you haven't asked.

[harderdaddy]

I like play actin'~

I know one, who's the other?

Fine, fine. Such a gentleman~ Yes. I like threesomes and moresomes even when their ain't a camera pointed at me.

Oh? What are they?