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- Hey Angelcakes - Valentino smiled, as always. That wide, sadic and perverted smile. He looked at Angel Dust, behind the red heart-shaped glasses, like he was an object. Like he was just a plaything he could use up and suck the hell out of. Angel Dust hated this kind of look, but it was part of the job. He learned to suck it up. So he masked it all and flirted back:
- Hey, Daddy V - Satan, he hated this. But he got closer to Valentino anyway, reaching him on one of the sofas of the Porn Studios.
He was Angel Dust: the pornstar, the sex addict that didn't give a damn about what anyone thinked of him. But was he really?
- Come here, good boy - Valentino hissed sweetly smoking his cigarette.
Angel crawled to him with a smirk locked on his face.
- Mmmh...Let me try it daddy... - he moaned taking the cigarette from between Valentino's lips and breathing it in playfully wanting to tease Valentino. But he really shouldn't have done that, Valento hated it. In fact, Val snapped.
- At least say please...you useless little shit... - Valentino grabbed his neck and Angel felt scared. Powerless. Weak. Tears went down his cheeks.
- What do you go to that hotel for? They aren't going to help you, ya know? You're just a worthless lil bitch, they can't fix you.
- They...they...care about me - Angel replied breathless.
- Awh...do you really think that? Nobody is going to love and care about you just because. Especially someone like you, you ungrateful fucker. I do everything for ya, I gave you this job, and you don't even bother to thank me or even do the bloody job. You've refused to film too many times lately, Angelcakes...
- I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I really am. - Angel cried out. Valentino let him go making him fall on the ground but he still held him tight by the chain of Angel's choker. He was controlling Angel, and he couldn't do anything about it but be submissive to him.
- That hotel is a bad influence. I'm afraid you must pass a bit of time locked up in the Studios if you don't do what you're told Angelcakes - Valentino grinned evily at him.
- No...no...please...no - his first thought was Husker. He couldn't bare being separated from him. Angeldust was crying, on the floor, on his knees. Miserable.
- Angie...baby...fuck are you okay? - Husk was holding him close.
They were at the hotel, in Angel's room. Safe.
Angel was a little confused: he was breathing heavily in Husk's arms, his face wet from the tears. His head repeating: "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry" like a mantra. He slowly started to realize, it was just a nightmare. Even demons had nightmares.
- Do you still love me? - Angel wanted to check out after all of what Valentino said in the nightmare. He had said things like that before, in reality. And those words really could make him believe he didn't deserve to be loved.
- Of course I love you, sweet little dumbass - Husk softly sighed - Had a bad dream, love? - he asked.
-Mh... - Angel nodded.
- Wanna talk about it? - Husk aked softly, caring. He would listen if Angel wanted to open up.
- M-mh - Angel protested - I just want to stay like this for a while, Husky.
- Alright babe. Fair enough. - Husk agreed and pressed a gentle kiss on Angel's forehead.
He loved Husk so much. He was so soft and protective with him which made Angel feel so safe, or turned on. He may seem sassy and mean but in reality he is a soft little kitten that gave you all the love you needed.
Fat Nuggets joined the cuddles jumping in Angel's hands making him giggle. But the nightmare was still on his mind
- Ya know, Angie, you could tell me anything really. I can tell the nightmare is bothering you, love.
- Well...it's not just a nightmare. I'm scared it might really happen. That Valentino could separate us, obligate me not to go to the hotel anymore or some shit like that...And he told me things, things he had told me before...but they hurt... - Angel started explaining.
- What did he tell you, love? - the cat demon asked a bit worried.
- That I don't desrve to be loved or something like that... - Angel tried to minimize, at first he didn't want to answer. He didn't want Husk to pity him, to worry about him.
- Oh Angie...you know that's not true, right? Everyone deserves to be loved not matter how fucked up they are. - Husker assured him.
- Since when are you so wise, kitty? - Angel joked but he really was thinking about it, it was a nice thought and maybe he was right.
In the end nobody "deserves" anything, things just happen, and what a wonderful thing was the day Angel met Husk.
He'd been flirting with him and Husk ignored him or he hated it. But one day he flirted back, and Angel knew he had a chance with him.
- And don't even worry. If Valentino dares to take you away from me I'll tear that motherfucking moth apart - Husk said getting protective.
Angel blushed.
- Oh hush... - Angel said getting a bit turned on putting his index finger on his lips.
Husk smirked.
He just loved him so much and he wanted to hold on to that moment, not thinking about Val and other bad things.