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Angel plopped down in his spot, the tight green dress riding up his thighs perfectly. He adjusted the red bow around his shoulders, making sure the ends framed his chest fluff, rather than covering it up. He needed every advantage he could get. Maybe it was his wishful thinking, but he felt like they had been dancing around each other for months. Time to take a shot.
Husk had his back turned grabbing bottles down. He always heard Angel coming over, no matter how quiet he tried to be. He’d long since stopped trying to sneak up on the bartender. Angel smiled as a soft pink drink was pushed in front of him with a soft “Merry Christmas, Legs.”
“Thanks Husky, you're always so sweet to me.” He took a sip, staring right at the other as he licked his lip, humming at the minty taste. Thin rings of gold followed the movement before he turned his back to the spider.
“Anytime.” Well, that was certainly promising. They chatted away for a while, while Husk cleaned up and stocked the bar for the next day – no rest for the wicked – and Angel waited till the bars lights were turned off before he pulled Husk over to the couch in the main room.
“I want to give you your Christmas present now.” He smiled softly at the cat.
“Aww Legs, you didn’t have to.” Husk took his hand rubbing gently over the back of it. Oh, he really loved how small and dainty his hand looked in Husk’s big clawed hands. His mind trailed off thinking about other things he'd like those hands to be doing, before shaking himself back to the present.
“Well? Don't you want to open your present?” He leaned forward, chest fluff and bow on prominent display, and he watched as Husk’s gaze went from amused to thoughtful.
He trailed the tail of the bow through his claws. He defly went about unwrapping the bow fully and Angel’s eyes widened. He kept the ribbon looped around the thin neck and stood up. With a raised eyebrow he gave a firm tug.
“Well? Let’s go baby, I want to play with my present.” He tugged again as he started walking and Angel stood quickly following along. His jaw dropped a moment before giving a little cheer, to Husk’s amusement if his grin was anything to go by.
Ohhhhh Merry Christmas to him!