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[harderdaddy]

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

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[chartmyownpath]

Angel Dust…? I'm Ishmael. This month I'll be your temporary warden, so if you need anything, just let me know.

Oh, if you're okay with it, I'd like us to just meet up for… an hour, maybe? Not to interrogate you. Just to talk.

[harderdaddy]

"I could go back to Whiskers," he threatens with a smirk, stretching out and letting himself enjoy the high coupled with such pleasant emotions, a far cry from where it'd started. He'd been all prepared for a pity party and now he can't stop smiling.

"Keep talkin' like that and you're gonna need fight past that whisky dick."

Voice

[harderdaddy]

It ain't a big deal.

[harderdaddy]

"Spoilin' me with all these gifts," Angel says, biting at his lip, riding the line between performance and reality so he doesn't ruin it by acting too fake. None of it's fake with Husk these days.

He rolls his hips with a soft sound, delaying gratification that little bit longer, before his fingers jump ahead to working his pants open.

Voice

[harderdaddy]

Ya can't get me more drugs, can you?
[He snickers, but gives a soft hum.]
Yeah, I guess I could do that.

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[planetdialup]

You're helping me out. Not a big deal but....medium sized deal?

[bartenderbitch]

"Ain't the only one calling me that, so probably better to stick to the other," he murmurs, shifting a little to place his chin quite comfortably back into Angel's chest fluff so he can watch him from that spot. The purring is just happy little rumbles despite everything.

"Like I ain't a fucking expert at working past that shit by now. But I'm quite comfortable right where I am so getting me to move's not gonna happen."

[bartenderbitch]

"Hard not to spoil you when you're such a pretty little thing~" Little is subjective, obviously and while he doesn't appreciate fakeness on most levels, when it's something as playful as this and they're both into the nonsense of it all? He doesn't mind in the slightest, it's a game that he's quite happy to play while knowing each little reaction is genuine.

A low growl bubbles in the back of his throat with the rolling of his hips, shifting forward to tease and maybe slightly threaten those sharp teeth along his throat. "Gonna end up driving me crazy doing that," he murmurs against the fluff and skin, knowing he doesn't have to wait long once those fingers are moving, trying to push his hips up enough to get rid of the obnoxious clothing in their way and making certain to push up against him on purpose.

[harderdaddy]

"Who else is callin' ya that?!" Angel's possessiveness over that obvious nickname is maybe a bit overblown, pushing to sit up but weighed down by that pleasant weight of Husk, calming him enough to drop the ire.

"Heh. No? You're the only person I ever met who could resist me, Husky, ya know that?"

Voice

[harderdaddy]

Fat Nuggets sized deal.

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[planetdialup]

[She giggles.]

Yeah, a Fat Nuggets sized deal.

Speaking of- if there's any plants he likes, let me know? I'll bring some by for him sometime.

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[chartmyownpath]

Haah... If it's about to be a problem, sure, I could. But I won't just do it out of the blue. [There's a faint hint of humor in her voice. Very, very faint. But it's there.]

Great. Then you can meet me in the Enclosure tomorrow afternoon, around noon?

[bartenderbitch]

Lord, he did not expect him to get that upset about a nickname of all things. At least his weight gets him to cut the shit and he rolls his eyes lightly, nuzzling back into him to get comfortable again. "Calm down, it ain't a huge deal. It's almost as if whiskers is the first thing someone thinks about when it comes to a cat or something." Which is. True, of course. Outside of some shit like "kitty" or "kitty cat" or some variation thereof.

"Might be better for the both of us that I can~ 'Cause you're more fun to fuck around with when you're sober, sorry to say. But ain't like I'm not the same." He's very careful to make sure he's not judging him with that, especially since his own self deprecation is filtered into it.

[harderdaddy]

It shouldn't come as too much of a surprise that Angel might cut a bitch for invading his territory. Buuuut he does know Husk is fucking other people, he can't bring this kind of manic energy to the table. It doesn't stop him from pouting.

He snorts in disbelief, but doesn't seem offended at least. "Sober-ish," he allows, not sure anything but those first weeks here would really count as sober.

[harderdaddy]

For lookin' at or eatin'?
He really likes apples, but I think Wen Ning spoils him enough with those.
So maybe some vegetables? He likes squash an' leafy greens.

[harderdaddy]

True or not, 'little' makes Angel smile. He does enjoy feeling smaller than he is when given the opportunity, and he'll never turn down a compliment.

His breath quickens at the threat of those teeth. "Careful of the choker-" Fabric is pushed out of the way, tugged down Husk's hips enough that they had some room to work with, Angel giving Husk's eager cock a few strokes before he's moving to settle himself over it.

Voice

[harderdaddy]

I am runnin' low...

You Wardens like meetin' in there. Sure, I can meet ya there.

[bartenderbitch]

While height is certainly not going to win them any favors, he does love the thought that he can easily scoop this man up if he wants or needs to. It makes this sitting on his lap thing even more ridiculous, in hindsight, but he's more than happy to suspend disbelief while like this.

"Of course~" He manages to get out in a light purr, digging those teeth just enough to draw a few drops of blood but nothing excessive just yet. Especially once he's freed from the confines of the damn fabric and easily pushing into his hand with those strokes. Eager is certainly a word for it given the leaking he's already getting from simple contact, though he stills his hips once Angel's moving once more. "Hard to just sit back and let you do your thing, you know. Not when every inch of my body and mind wants more of you."

[bartenderbitch]

Unlike the rest, he comes back to Angel at the end of the day instead of just wandering off to his room. There's a clear distinctive line there, if he were asked, and he'd very much explain that as plainly as possible if asked. Though the pout does earn him a nose boop and a grin.

"More sober than you were before, how 'bout that?" It's not exactly hard to exceed that bar, but he's already more than aware that being entirely sober isn't in their cards. There's enough reasons to fall back into old patterns and habits, especially when it was things used to dull the pain.

[planetdialup]

Well I think he'd eat the flowers...

But I can get him some squash, sure! And leafy greens. We gotta make sure he has good things for him, not just apples.

[harderdaddy]

"Mm-" Angel nods his consent, even if there is a small pout at being denied right this moment. "Not a bad incentive," he admits, though he doubts any of his Wardens will be pleased to learn sex is his motivation to keep clean-ish.

[harderdaddy]

Fuck knows when he did it, but Angel's prepped and slick, guiding Husk inside with a hushed groan as he seats himself firmly. "Nnn- how much more could ya want, Husky?" he breathes with a laugh.

[bartenderbitch]

"Any incentive is better than nothing," he mutters, leaning up to kiss under his chin before letting his rough tongue trail against the skin under the fur. It's not like it's great, sure. But a start is a start and if it works, then it works.

"'Sides, if anyone says shit about it, I'll knock their skull in." He won't, but it's a threat none-the-less.

[bartenderbitch]

Fuck knows when he did it, but he's not mad about it. Especially not when he absolutely adores feeling him like this and is trailing nails along his side and continuing to nip along his neck. "If I were a jealous man, I'd want you all to myself all the time." But he knows that he's not and he doesn't want to tie down a man that doesn't want that.

Maybe that's the real reason he ended up as a cat in Hell, always wandering around and fucking as he wanted with little a care about that whole monogamous bullshit. "Luckily I adore you just the way you are and the way we are." Not necessarily a lie as he'd tie him down in a heartbeat if he wanted for him to, but he's also fine remaining like this.

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[chartmyownpath]

I can think about it.

I'm not going to barge into your room, so it's a good option, you know? We get to have some privacy, which is nice, because everyone on this ship is so nosy...