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[harderdaddy]

Someone's gotta a type. [Angel teases with a soft smile.] Don' sound so bad, far as arrangements go. Any kids?

[bartenderbitch]

What? Legs for days, proportions to make models jealous, and taller than me? [He teases back, shifting to lean against Angel and seeming at least far more calm than he had been before.]

It wasn't, she was just as into anything that caught her interest just as much as I was. Marriage of convenience and the sex wasn't that bad, either. [The smallest bit of a shrug.] ... Nah, evidently that was never in the cards for either of us. Dunno if it was her, me, or both of us but at the end of the day that was probably for the better.

[harderdaddy]

Heh~ [It's nice to think he's not that wild of a pick for Husk, at least in this body. He can't help but wonder if he would have found him appealing if things had been different and they met up on Earth.]

...did ya want 'em? [It's a delicate question, he knows, and not something that can change for him now if he had wanted them.]

[bartenderbitch]

[It's truly a question for the ages, but if he were asked, he probably still would have been drawn to this absolute mess of a man.]

Mm. Wasn't exactly tryin' for them or anything, but I wouldn't have been upset if we had had any. Though looking back on it, probably wouldn't have been a great environment for a kid, even when we were older we weren't the... sit around and do nothing or do the whole nuclear family shit.

[harderdaddy]

I wouldn'ta minded kids. If I didn' have ta have the wife ta go along with them. [There's a small laugh and Angel shrugs a shoulder.] You two stayed togetha then? [Angel knows distantly that divorce and bachelorhood both became more common and acceptable up top in the years since his death, but it's hard to know when exactly.]

[bartenderbitch]

Yeah, shit was... getting better for us [meaning the "not straight" types, clearly] around the time I died, but it still wasn't something that the public really liked. [He shifts to nuzzle into Angel's side and just casually licks through that fur, because he feels like being a brat, mostly.] We did. Matter of convenience and, again, we didn't dislike each other or anything. She did her thing, I did mine, dunno how much longer she lasted after I croaked. [It's... a good question, actually and one he never really bothered to follow up on.]

[harderdaddy]

[The lick earns a snicker, but it feels kinda nice, Angel folding an arm around him.]

Doesn't sound like the worst life. [Maybe not the one Husk wanted for himself, but it could have gone a lot worse. M'glad ya had someone ta share it with.

[bartenderbitch]

[There's many things he can do with that tongue and some of them are actually entirely normal shenanigans.]

It wasn't, all the shit that was wrong in my life was my own doing. [He can't help a grin against his neck, right back to nuzzling and the softest bit of a purr.] Starting to look like my afterlife is getting better, too.

[harderdaddy]

[He's getting the feeling he's never going to come out of an interaction with Husk again not soaking wet.]

Mmm- maybe not everything. [Fuck, this cat is too cute.] Mine too. Go figure~

[bartenderbitch]

[This is what happens when you get involved with a cat-bird demon, many licks, whether you want it or not. It's a weird stupid form of affection and he's not about to dampen it unless asked directly.]

I think it is everything~ [Who expected the grump to be gooey in the center? Especially since he's decided he wants to just groom that fur at his neck now.] It's almost as if there's a common factor there, can't figure out what that might be for the life of me.

[harderdaddy]

[Who'd have guessed being licked in a non-entirely sexual way would actually be appealing? Maybe it just comes with having fur.

He laughs, and gives Husk a light swat, tilting his chin to offer up more of his neck to that grooming.]


Maybe we're good for each other.

[bartenderbitch]

[It's probably because of the fur even if he fake hisses at the swat before taking that newly offered bit of neck to move his grooming over to it. They're totally normal, of course they are.]

Maybe so, who woulda ever guessed? [Honestly, it's so strange to him that he falls so easily into this sort of routine, something that's so entirely non-sexual and just... affectionate. He hasn't done anything of the sort since he was alive, that much he knows, but this feels right.]

[harderdaddy]

Neva woulda figured ya'd be so cuddly, that's for sure. [Big grumpy cat, and look at him now. Angel would've bet every cent he own against the fact when they'd first met.]

[bartenderbitch]

Is it really that hard to believe? [The biggest and grumpiest cat that is only a giant cuddley softie around certain people and only when they've earned it, it's perhaps the most cat thing about him.] Though last I heard, that's a cat thing, so I'll blame that. [Says the man that's currently happily grooming Angel while purring.]

[harderdaddy]

Considering how hard ya'd shove me offa ya, a little. [He teases right back, grin suggesting he really hadn't minded all that much even when he had ended up flat on that ground.]

[bartenderbitch]

Did I shove you off me when you stopped acting like a fake shit? [He huffs lightly against his neck, giving a loooong lick up his throat and up to his jawline. Totally not with ulterior motives.]

[harderdaddy]

I went died, you're gonna hafta tell me, Husky. [Another laugh, and Angel makes that rattling stridulation noise again, content.]

[bartenderbitch]

I didn't. [Once he's at his jawline he steals a kiss with a grin, this absolute asshole right here.] Had we gotten a little longer, I still think this woulda played out at some point.

[harderdaddy]

[The confirmation makes Angel grins.] Always the long game with you, when ya coulda had be from the start. [A tease, he knows Husk didn't take him seriously until their little explosive heart to heart. But clearly Angel was ready to go again on his end, so any extra time past his own death, he's gonna place at Husk's feet.]

[bartenderbitch]

I'm an old-fashioned kind of man, what can I say? [Pft, old-fashioned nothing. But he's just going to casually pull Angel onto his lap so he can just nuzzle into his chest fluff for no particular reason, just purr loudly the entire time. Is Angel sure he wants to deal with this utter idiot of a man? Really?]

[harderdaddy]

Mosta the old fashioned men I know don' purr so loud with their face in another man's tits~ [But the spider's not complaining, happily settling on Husk's lap and combing his claws through dark fur.] Comfy in there?

[bartenderbitch]

Old fashioned man that likes attractive people, that better? [He's quite happy to be like this, if his tail is any indication with the swaying it's doing, he's ridiculous.] Mhmm~ People really missing out on not doing this.

[harderdaddy]

Yeah? Should I offer sessions? Lend myself out as a pillow, or you like keepin' that all to yourself.

[bartenderbitch]

[For a long moment he remains quiet other than the loud purring, very clearly pondering over this very seriously.]

Maybe I wanna be a little possessive over one thing~

[harderdaddy]

[Angel laughs and continues petting him, humming softly.]
Old softie.