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Angel stood in front of the mirror, fixing his makeup after an intense shoot. He always had several makeup artists in his possession, but the porn star preferred to take care of his face himself. Angel applied an extra layer of powder while humming to himself. Tonight she and Husk had a date tonight that they had been looking forward to for about a week now.
At tonight's shoot, that giant who was trying to impress the spider with his skills before taping couldn't cum for half an hour! It was disgusting. Angel was watching the crew, half of those lousy guys were almost falling asleep with all the equipment in their hands. And Valentino left in the middle of the movie to chat on the phone! That must have been the height of Angel's acting prowess. The porn actor squeezed out all the passion he didn't have for the man who was fucking him for an hour! He was more pleased with this pathetic orgasm than the man who was cumming.
But then again, this day was bound to end perfectly. Nothing could spoil his mood. Angel applied pink lipstick, admiring his reflection. He already knew what he was going to wear tonight. Spider could literally see Husk looking at him in that sexy dress and drooling. The pink demon pulled away from his makeup for a moment and stared at one point, giving into his imagination of what this beautiful evening would be like.
"Angie," a nasally voice came from behind. Spider glanced at his boss through the mirror.
"Yes, Val? Did you want something?" Angel hid his positive emotions in front of Val so he wouldn't have too many questions.
"You do realize that today's movie you did with that shaggy monkey turned out to be a fucking piece of garbage, right?" Valentino stepped closer to Angel, a string of red smoke wafting behind his kisera, which he held in his hands.
"I know that, Val," Angel acted cold, maybe that would let Valentino know he wasn't in the mood right now.
"Angie, baby," Val's claws rested on his snow-white shoulder, digging into it just a little, "I'm saying it turned out just fucking disgusting. We can't run it on TV. I don't want to embarrass myself for your acting," Val tilted his face to Angel's level and turned the spider's head in his direction, "but I spent my money on that fucking thing you just starred in. I need my money back, you hear me?" Val exhaled his red smoke into Angel's face.
"But Valentino," Angel coughed, "I still don't understand, what do you want?""I knew you weren't known for your intelligence, blondie, but I didn't expect you to be this fucking stupid," Val practically pressed their faces against each other, bestowing his wide grin on Angel's gaze, "I want my money back that you little whore threw down the toilet," the pimp grabbed Angel's hands in his other palm and lifted him from his seat, "You're going to be working the streets all night tonight, do you understand me, Angie?"
"Wh-" began the spider with confusion.
"You heard me, baby, get ready, I'll drive you to the club," Val stood with his back to him and pulled out his phone, beginning to flip through it aimlessly.
Angel's stomach knotted up and wouldn't let go. He'd waited forever for this evening, thought of everything in detail, but the minute that psychopathic freak showed up and gave him an order, all his plans went to hell. He's tired of doing everything at the behest of that nasal rat. And why should he? He's got shelter where he's welcome, he's got a boyfriend, he won't be alone. Angel looked at his boss again through the mirror. He looked him over from head to toe. And the thought popped into his head that this man means exactly nothing in his life. He felt absolutely nothing for him. Spider clenched the makeup brush in his hands, trying to quell all the nerves that were in his body right now.
"Angel, why the fuck are you sitting there staring at me when I made it clear for your skinny ass to hurry up?" Valentino clucked irritably and turned to face Angel, placing his lower pair of hands on his hips. The smoke from his kiseru began to float slowly but purposefully toward Angel.
"No," his heart beat faster after that word. He knew it would get worse from here. But maybe the consequences would be worth it.
"Excuse me, what did you just spit?" Valentino bared his teeth in a wide crooked smile.
"I finished my work. I've done what I had to do. And no, I'm not going to go and do what you told me a minute ago when I had fucking plans for this evening," Angel stood up from his chair and started to gather his things. He tried to look proud and stoic in front of Val. Perhaps now that blind rat would be too stunned by the protest of his main toy to object to anything and Angel would quickly flee the studio without any casualties.
The spider's train of thought was interrupted when a lilac hand grabbed him by the throat from behind. Within moments he was already pinned against the wall, dangling a few centimeters above the ground. He began to choke, and tried to break free in hopes of taking a few gulps of air.
"You've gotten a little too willful lately, my starlet," a pink streak of his peculiar "venom" began to spill from the corner of Val's mouth, "Fucking slut who forgot where she belonged," Val chuckled, pressing harder on his employee's throat.
He wrapped his fingers around his neck and then threw him sharply to the other corner of the room. Angel tried to get up and do something about it, but he felt another man's soles on his chest and fell helplessly to the cold tile.
"You filthy fuck I pulled from the bottom of hell. Literally washed the slop out of you, bitch, gave you a goddamn home to keep your rotten and filthy soul out of the hands of those fuckers angel," He leaned over and a sharp sharp pain pierced the left side of his face. Angel bit his lower lip to keep the scream from flying out of him, "I should have thrown you out with them one day, would have rid this world of such a pathetic brat. Ungrateful bitch!" Valentino interrupted, exhaling all the air from his lungs as he was kicked in the stomach by the demon's knee beneath him.
With a third pair of hands, Angel landed a couple more blows on the pimp's body, causing him to loosen his grip briefly, just long enough to break free. Angel barely had time to get on all fours before he was pulled backwards by his boot. The first thing Angel grabbed was an empty "love potion" bottle and he slammed it into Val's forehead, knocking him unconscious.
Angel sat up and watched the unconscious Valentino. His shitty boss looked so defenseless in that state. He lifted his head, trying to catch his breath, and then stood up and kicked the man in the leg as he walked away.
Angel grabbed the first jacket he could find to cover his tattered clothes and ran out of the dressing room in a hurry. He should have left the tower faster and definitely not met any of the V's.
"Just leave the tower unnoticed," ran through his mind
Spider walked out of the tower, still looking around nervously. He looked like shit, it had been a long time since he'd been out in such a disgusting state. Angel caught some demon in a car idling behind the wheel. He tossed the demon a wad of cash, and got into the car himself.
"To the Hazbin Hotel. Urgent," he said, trying to suppress the nervousness in his voice.
The demon behind the wheel was stunned at first, but after he looked Angel over from head to toe, he shrieked.
"Ooh, you're the one who did the beach bitch! Fuck I've jerked on him so many times!" suddenly there's a gun at the driver's temple, he slowly shifted his gaze to Angel, only to see a wicked yet nervous smile on him.
"Drive. To the fucking. Hotel. Motherfucker," with all the danger in his head, Angel muttered. All the driver had to do was start the car and drive off in the direction he had indicated.
Already after arriving at his destination, Angel opened the door to the hotel to see who was in the lobby. And when the way was clear, he entered the building, walking purposefully to his room. So, he finally opened the door to the only comfortable and needed place he had at this time.
But Angel's heart sank into his heels when he saw Husk in his room, looking into his mirror. They met gazes. His throat went dry, his hand on the doorknob clenched tighter.
Spider's eyes traced the entire figure of the cat standing in front of him, head to toe. Husk was wearing a white shirt, the sleeves of which he had rolled up, and still the same pants with suspenders. Hell, there was so little that changed about Haske, but how it made Angel's heart flutter. Spider hurriedly closed the door to the room, keeping their privacy. Husk looked so good, and it was like Angel had been living on the streets for months. Damn it, he was ashamed of his appearance.
"Angie?" Concerned Husk asked, "what's wrong?" Husk took a step towards his boyfriend and reached out a hand before the tall demon wrapped all his arms around him and buried his nose in his shoulder.
"Husk, shit, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the white demon began to whisper
"For... What?"
Angel raised his head and looked into Husk's eyes. His lips curled into a strained smile and he ran his hand over his lover's cheek. Spider moved away from him and sat down on the bed, he lifted one leg hugging it and hid his face in his knee.
"I fucked up, Husky," the porn star began. He was about to continue when he felt Husk sit down next to him and take one of Angel's palms, rubbing gently to ground the spider. Angel looked up at him with soft eyes and found the strength to continue more confidently, "Today at the studio Val wanted me to go suck dicks on the street after the shoot too," the spider's shoulders tensed but his partner's touch again helped ground him and continue, "I sent him. Then I also threw a bottle at his head. I sure looked pretty cool at that point," Angel tried to avert his gaze and get into his usual state, "But that damn Vox has eyes everywhere, you know, Husky? He's obviously going to see it!" Angel's breathing started to get heavier again, " Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!"
Angel let go of Husk's paw and started pacing the room, whispering to himself. It was the first time Husk had seen Angel in such a frightened state, he didn't know what to do.
"Fuck! Our night, Husky!" Turning in his direction Angel turned, "I'll be ready in 30 minutes, baby!"
The porn star sat down to do her makeup and began painting her eyelashes at a rapid pace.
"Angie," came Husk's voice from behind.
A second later, the mascara fell onto the table with a clatter. Spider got up from his chair and walked over to the closet, going through his outfits, tossing one by one onto the floor.
"Angie," Husk said more insistently already, though he was still ignored as well.
Angel had already begun to remove his clothes. And when the top was dropped, Husk yanked his arm, forcing the porn star to pay attention.
"Angel, stop!" The spider's response was two awkward blinks, "we're not going anywhere tonight. Not in your condition," Husk said firmly.
"But... We've been looking forward to this...? You've been looking forward to this, Husky!" Angel spoke in a trembling voice, continuing to squeeze the other's hand, "I can't... I shouldn't deprive you of this...!"
At those words, Husk pulled the spider to him, enclosing him in a tight hug, "I can't let you go anywhere in this state," Angel felt someone else's breath on his shoulder, felt those strong arms pull him tighter against his warm body.
The porn star stared dumbly into the void while his boyfriend hugged him in an attempt to stop the nervousness. But Angel's eyes slowly began to sting, and he didn't even notice as a few tears rapidly rolled down his cheeks and fell onto the top of Husk's head.
"Angie?" Raises Husk's head, "shit, baby, did something else happen?" Husk tries to wrap his paws around sinner's face but is swatted away.
Angel sits down on the edge of the bed and wraps all four arms around his body.
"I can't even give you what you deserve," his voice trembles, tears hail starting to fall into his lap, "My work is making even you suffer. It shouldn't be about us, Husk. My job should be my problem!" Angel's top pair of hands slides up his body and grabs a drop of hair, "I don't want my shitty boss affecting my life outside of the studio. But he does! I... I'm such a mess," he covers his face with his hands, wishing he couldn't see his boyfriend's face, he feels sorry for him now. Angel hates to invoke pity towards himself. How weak he is, how pathetic he is, how he-
"Angel," Husk says firmly, and Angel finds the strength to open his eyes, only to see his boyfriend now sitting in front of him on his knees and holding his palms, "You're not a mess. You never have been," Husk looks away for a second, rolling Angel's fingers over and over in his palms, gathering his thoughts, "look, I'm not good with words and you know it, but.... But I'll try," he took a deep breath, the spider could literally see his inner nervousness, but was willing to listen to him, breathlessly. His boyfriend looked too beautiful at this moment.
"You take on too much and try to control too many events that are beyond your control..... My love for you is not dependent on how much you give me or 'deserve'. I love you for being you, Angie. And please," Husk reached up to reach Angel's cheek and gently placed his palm on it, "please stop blaming yourself for all the sins the bastards around you commit," at this point the spider literally couldn't take his eyes off those amber eyes that looked at him like he was the most beautiful thing hell had ever seen, "you deserve a rest, darling. I won't be able to enjoy this evening knowing that you're only present so that I'm the only one who feels good, you know?"
Husk held all of Angel's palms so gently in his paws. He didn't even notice how he put all of his hands in one place. The cat's eyes continued to stare with admiration at him, even when his eyes were red from crying, when his hair was disheveled, and when his face was a blatant mess. All the words Enjal wanted to say stuck in his throat. And Husk seemed to notice it. The winged cat rose and sat down on the bed next to his lover. He wrapped his wing around Angel and pulled him close to him. Husk kissed his boyfriend on the cheek and leaned their foreheads against each other.
"Let's just go to bed, cuore mio. It's been a long day," Husk kisses his lover on the forehead and gently moves him onto the bed.
Husk helps Angel take off his clothes and then sheds all the excess. The pair makes themselves comfortable on the pillows, wrapping each part of their bodies. Husk covers Angel with his wing, and Angel wraps all of his arms around Husk and rests his nose against his chest. It doesn't take them long to fall asleep in each other's company.
The end of all their problems wasn't near. They'll deal with it all later. Together. Right now all they needed was a peaceful sleep in the knowledge that they had each other.