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"Hey baby..." Angel cooed at his boyfriend as he noticed him finally start to stir from his sleep, running his fingers through his kitten's hair. He earned a gentle hum in response, Husk pressing his nose against the crook of Angels neck, smiling against his skin. The night before, Husk had shyly asked to stay over, emphasising how he was only there to sleep and not fuck (which Angel outwardly pouted about, although actually preferred given he'd just got off from a long day at work), which resulted in the two of them laying wrapped up in each other all night. Now it was quite a bit past ten in the morning, and even though Angel tended to be the one who would lay in on his days off, he had a whole week off of work ahead of him, and he really wanted to spend that time with his favourite bar cat in all of hell. So, today he decided he'd make it count, waking up early out of pure excitement, and spending his morning in the best way possible; cuddling Husk.
"You sleep well?" Angel murmured, leaning his chin against the space between Husk's ears and pressing soft kisses to the fur. Husk just pressed himself closer, nodding sleepily against his shoulder, clearly not ready to be up yet. The spider chuckled. "C'mon, let me see your pretty face."
The cat made no effort to move, in fact just melting further into Angels body, wrapping an arm around his waist, closing his eyes again as if trying to fall back asleep. Angel scoffed slightly, rolling his eyes. "Sleepy boy. Come on, let mommy see."
That finally caused Husk to move a little, opening his eyes and peering up at Angel from his shoulder, making Angel smile, mumbling in response, "That's it, be a good boy for me.", which got Husk to pull up, just leaning his cheek against his boyfriend, a light flush dusting his cheeks.
"There we are." Angel giggled, wrapping his arms around Husk's waist and squeezing him gently, tilting his head to give him small kisses just below his ear. "Morning hun."
Husk mumbled a nearly incoherent ‘morning’ in response, hugging Angel tighter, making him coo softly, his hand coming up to mess with Husks hair. “You’re so sweet…” He hummed, sitting up, pulling Husk with him, leaning his back against the headboard of the bed and putting Husk on his lap, so his legs where either side of Angels hips. He wrapped his upper arms around his waist, keeping him close. Husk barely reacted, only smiling and starting to purr quietly, his nose pressing against his boyfriends neck, arms wrapped around Angels shoulders.
“You’re such a big sap.” Angel chuckled, leaning his head back to admire the cat cuddled up to him, each of his hands on his lower arms running through Husk’s wings, gently pulling away loose feathers and just massaging at the muscle there. Husks purring picked up, now actively rubbing his cheek against Angels shoulder, completely dropping the stoic demeanour he projected to other residents at the hotel. With Angel, he could just relax, be himself, and all was okay.
“M not a sap…” he muttered, in complete contrast to the sappy shit he was doing right now. Angel quirked a brow, snickering under his breath. “You are. You’re a sweet boy, aren’t you baby?”
Husk flushed and grumbled, quickly sputtering out before thinking. “Shut up Angel.”
The spider gasped in mock offence, pulling one of his hands away from Husks waist and playfully smacking his thigh, the hit being a little harder than he intended, although he let it slide, believing it would add to his point. As he was going to give Husk a snarky comeback however, he noticed his boyfriend gasp and tense up, his legs reflexively trying to press together, instead just pushing against Angels hips more where he was straddling him. Angel paused, his brows furrowing a little in confusion as he looked down at Husk, who’s face was now completely hidden against his chest, both hands gripping onto his shirt. Now, this reaction from Husk was quite familiar to him, although quite unexpected given these circumstances.
Angel hummed in thought, giving him another experimental, harder smack to his thigh, which made Husk go into a full-body shudder, his hands balling into fists as he gripped Angels shirt harder, a shaky breath leaving his mouth.
“I think someone likes being hit.” Angel teased, his hand gently rubbing the area where he’d previously smacked him. “Is that right, baby?”
Husk refused to look up, quickly shaking his head, adamant to deny this very obvious fact, although inside he was secretly begging Angel to do it again. Of course, his boyfriend wasn’t going to let this slide, snickering and gripping his hair, pulling on it hard and forcing his head up, analysing Husks expression. The cats pupils where blown out, which Angel got to see before Husk quickly glanced away, face going red. He stuttered, trying quickly to come up with some sort of explanation, to no avail, instead just mumbling in a breathy, wavering voice, “A-Angel- quit it-”
Angel tutted. “Angel? How impolite. That's not how you address me.” He sighed, dancing his fingers gently over the side of Husks thigh. “Maybe someone needs to be taught some manners, mmm?”
The shorter man scoffed in exasperation, still keeping his gaze off of him. “What the fuck are you talking abou-“
Before he could finish his sentence, Angel delivered a particularly hard hit to the top of one of Husks thighs, making him whimper involuntarily, hips bucking forward, trying to dull the ache of arousal starting to build beneath his skin.
Angel snickered, holding his hips tight so he couldn’t move them anymore, making Husk whine quietly. “Have you forgotten how we ask for things, baby?”
Husk went quiet, looking down at the position they where in, as if contemplating. He sighed shakily after barely any time, his need for some kind of attention winning over his stubbornness, hugging Angels shoulders, mumbling against his skin. “Please…”
Angel hummed, his fingers drumming against Husks leg. “Please, what?”
His boyfriend hesitated, before finally muttering. “Mommy, please…”
“What exactly are you asking mommy for, hm?” He teased, pulling Husk back a little so he could mouth at his neck, the older man shuddering as Angels tongue trailed down to his collar bone. “Hit… me again…” Came the shaky reply, Husk starting to fidget a little against Angels lap, as much as he could given Angels grip on his hips, clearly desperate for stimulation, even if it was the smallest amount.
Angel took pity, pulling back momentarily, only to slot one of his thighs against Husk’s parted ones, having him straddling one of his legs now. He smirked, gently rubbing his hand against Husks hip. “You can grind against mommy. Go on baby.”
Husk was clearly shy, looking away in embarrassment, thighs shakily pressing against either side of Angels, his need obvious. His dom just smirked, chuckling darkly before giving a forceful smack to the side of Husks leg, causing him to whine, immediately grinding his hips against Angels thigh. He’d come to bed only wearing boxers, so it was extremely easy for Angel to feel him soaking his thigh through the thin fabric, which just encouraged him to hit harder, wanting to see more of these sweet reactions. “That’s it baby. Get off on my thigh, that’s a good boy.”
Husk whined, clearly getting very worked up very fast, hugging Angels shoulders tight so he could cling to him as he ground against his thigh, panting against his skin. Angel pet his head with one hand, using another to deliver harder and harder hits, working Husk up even more with each smack, evident by just how damp Angels thigh was becoming. He sighed shakily, starting to feel a bit cloudy with arousal himself, mumbling to his sub, “you’re doing such a good job. Mommy’s good boy, aren’t you?”
Husk just whined loudly, attempting to muffle it by pressing himself more against Angel, his hips continuously rutting against his thigh. Words where beginning to become difficult, his brain fuzzy at the edges, making it hard to keep track of just how good it all felt, the only thing he could concentrate on being Angel, how he sounded, how he smelled, how good he made him feel, and-
It was when Angel hit Husks inner thigh that he came without warning, it rushing up on him all of a sudden, unable to do anything then just sob into Angel’s shoulder, shaking with the force of his release. Angel felt him jolt and immediately realised what happened, quickly wrapping his arms around him and talking him through it, one hand carding through his hair, mumbling soft praise all the while. “That’s it baby, let it go, good boy…”
When Husk finally calmed down, sighing quietly and only minutely rocking his hips against Angel as he fully recovered from his orgasm, he peered up at him, finding Angel already smirking down at him. He flushed heavily, groaning and just hiding his face back against his shoulder. “I-I didn’t- it wasn’t meant to-“
Angel gently shushed him, pulling him closer, laying down, Husk on top, and rubbing his back softly* “Shhh, I know, I know. Gets a little hard to tell when you feel so good, Mm?”
Husk just nodded, rubbing his cheek against Angels collar bone. “Mmm…” he paused, before mumbling quietly. “Can we go shower? I’m all… gross.”
Angel chuckled at how Husks flush darkened when he said that, pressing his nose against his and rubbing them together, smiling. “Of course we can, baby.”