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“Wanna try somethin’ different.” His voice comes out hesitant at first, so he clears his throat and tries again. “I… I wanna switch.”
There’s a flicker of surprise in Husk’s eyes, but other than that, the confession seems not to alarm him. Not that it doesn't affect him- those are different, and if his growing blush, ragged breathing and twitching cock are any indication, Angel can surmise he’s rather affected indeed. He lets out a shaky breath. “That right?”
He has to bite back a smile as he stares up at him. “Yeah. I… shit, I need to be in control. Of somethin’. Of this. Please, let me make you feel good.”
So much goes unspoken in the look between them. It’s something he loves about the other: rarely ever does Angel actually have to speak the hardest words aloud, because Husk just… gets it. Angel knows he sees the words that die in his mouth, the ones that paint stories of ‘give’ that’s always ‘take’, and that ‘take’ until he bleeds. He doesn’t have to tell him that he needs this in more ways than just physical. He just nods. “Anythin, Angel. I’m all yours.”
[huskerdust filth mostly ft a mild hypersexuality character study]