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Angel arrives at his room exhausted from a long day at work. Valentine's day was relentless and he was ready to fall into bed and sleep the rest of the day away, when he hears gentle snorts at his feet. Fat Nuggets looks up at him wagging his tail, wearing a fresh new bow tie and a note tucked beneath his collar.
'Angel, I know you probably had a long day but I think I could make it better if you're willing. I have a ticket with your name on it if you're up to go on a little get away. No hard feelings if you'd rather keep to yourself, but I hope you'll come. Meet me in my room if you'd like to join me. -H'
Attached to a note was a was a hand drawn plane ticket with the a destination called 'Heart's Desire' on the front. Angel rolls his eyes but chuckles affectionately. Husk was old fashioned, cheesy, hopeless, and he loved it. He did want to unwind and forget about the day but he was curious what Husk was up to. He kneels back down to pet Fat Nugget's who snorts happily at him.
"What do you think Nugs? Should I find out what that kitty cat is up to?"
Fat Nuggets snorts affectionately, bumping his head against Angle's palm.
Angel goes to open the door to Husk's room and is awestruck. It's decorated with flower pedals and candles it fels like it was straight out of a movie. Husk stands there waiting for him dressed up in a suit. His face eyes gleaming with joy, face slightly flush when he sees Angel.
"I'm glad you came," Husk smiles, his tail wagging slightly.
"What can I say? I was curious what you were up to. So, what's this ticket all about?" Angel asks smiling down at Husk who guides him to his kitchenette. A layout of different food and beverages laid out in front of them.
Husk smirks, "Tonight and tonight only, that ticket will take you anywhere in the world. You want to go to France for crepes or Vietnam for a coffee? Argentina for empanadas or to Italy for pasta? Just say the word, I'll take you anywhere you want to go."
Despite Husk's cheeky grin Angel couldn't help rolling his eyes again, "That's the regular food we always eat Husk. We're stuck in Hell like we always have been."
"Come on Angel," Husk says gently, "It's because we are in Hell that I want to do this. Use your imagination. Ignore the food for now and indulge me, let's pretend that we are traveling the world together."
There was a brief moment of hesitation. Angel knew that if he said no, Husk would accept his rejection without question. Husk never made him feel pressured at least not when it came to anything romanic or being a couple. There was a twinkle in Husk's eyes that made Angel melt with affection. He wanted to see what Husk had up his sleeve so he decided to in fact, indulge the former over lord.
"Alright, alright you win Tom Cat," He hands Husk his ticket, "Take me to Paris to dance under the Eiffel Tower."
Husk's eyes gleamed with enthusiasm, he put the ticket in his lapel before offering his hand to Angel.
"As you desire," his voice smooth and inviting like butter making Angle buzz with excitement. Husk extenuated both hands to him, making Angel curious as he grabbed them, "Hold on sweetheart."
Angel gasps as Husk gently lifts them both in the air, flying in the small space. He giggles as Husk spins them in a circle, twirling in the air like floating ballerinas. Angel's heart fluttering in his chest. As they land Husk smirks, letting go of his hands then bows to Angel looking pleased with himself.
"Is this acceptable?" Husk asked with a smug expression. Angel's eyes widened with amazement seeing a lighted tapestry unravel behind Husk endowed with tiny lights forming what look like a stars and the Eiffel Tower. Classic romantic music filled the room at the same time.
"Holy shit, how did you do that?"
"I told you, that ticket fulfills your heat's desire, plus a little back alley magic of my own."
"You really knew I'd ask for Paris huh?"
"I had a feeling."
"Pshh showoff."
Husk chuckles offering his hand again, "Maybe a little, but I believe a part of your request was to dance?"
Angel smirks back taking his hand, joining together to waltz under the "stars". They swayed to the music dancing together their steps in tandem. Their movements effortlessly in sync making it feel easier then breathing.
"This is probably the cheesiest thing I've ever done on Valentine's day," Angel teases, melting into Husk embrace as they dance slowly in the room.
"Is it? We're just getting started Legs," Husk coos, his voice light with a hint of playful seduction, making Angel's spine tingle.
They glided through space, staring into each others eyes as the music slowly fades.
"Even if we were in Paris I'd get lost in your eyes Angel," Husk says, smiling adoringly at Angel.
Angel flushes rolling his eyes again, "You're such a sap," he says affectionately, framing Husk's face and kissing him on the forehead. He melts into the touch, joy radiating from Husk like heat from the sun. It still catches Angel off guard when Husk gets overjoyed with a simple moments like this, wanting nothing more from Angel than sharing time together. He was starting to look forward to those moments even if he still felt a little awkward when they happened.
"I think I want to go to Italy, pasta sounds divine right now," Angel says, brushing his thumb against Husk's cheek.
"As you desire," Husk repeats, making Angel snort. Husk pulls him in closer spinning them in the air again.
"You don't have to do that you know?" Angel says through giggles, his heart racing every time Husk picks him up. They land softly again but Angel stills feels his heart in his throat.
"Why not? I love feeling you grip on to me like a scared high schooler at a horror movie."
"I do not do that!" Husk grins at Angel knowingly, four of Angel's hands still holding on to Husk tightly, "Shut up!"
He releases Husk with a huff, face flush from embarrassment.
Husk chuckles, "Come on, we'll eat something and I'll stop teasing you."
Angel pouts a little before going back to the kitchenette, looking down at the food with dread. Remembering Husk was great a lot of things but cooking was not one of them. As Angel sat down he was greeted with a microwaved dish of spaghetti noodles, bar nuts, and ketchup?
Angel looks at the dish then back up at Husk with a deadpan expression, "Husk… if you wanted to make me angry and fill me with the rage from my ancestors, you are doing a great job."
"That bad, huh?" Husk said sheepishly scratching the back of his head.
"This might as well be a declaration of war. I'm holding back beating the shit out of you cause I know you put a lot of effort into this tour stuff," Angel said, gritting his teeth. It took all his restraint to keep his temper in check. Substituting ketchup for pasta sauce? Husk might has well of shit on his nonna's grave.
"Sorry, I worked with what I had. I never really cooked when I was alive. It was all buffets and take out."
"You were always running around huh?" They've had brief talks about their lives when they were alive. It was always a tough topic for both of them.
Husk sighs, a tinge of sadness in his voice, "Yeah, could never plant my feet in one spot."
"All the places you've mentioned, all the food you listed. Those were all places you've been to right?"
"Yeah I got to see a lot. Different countries, cities, cultures. Leaned some languages, met different people, got into more trouble that way."
"I bet," Angel felt a ping of jealousy. He didn't get to experience much before he ended up in Hell, but Husk was trying to get let him get a taste of that wanderlust, so he shook it off , "So what do you miss most?"
Husk paused for a moment thinking hard as he tossed the food away, "Honestly, I don't really miss any of it. I am grateful I got to have those opportunities but it none of it felt real. I guess it all felt frivolous. Almost like it was part of the act, one of my performances."
It astounded Angel every time him and Husk could relate to each other. Angel knew what it was like to live in the limelight, to have adoring fans, and yet feel completely alone.
"It's alright Whiskers, let's keep the night going huh? Promise me you will let me teach you a basic meal sometime okay?"
"You got a deal," Husk said.
Angel thinks for a moment debating what they should do next. Seeing the bathroom attached to Husk's room in the corner of his eye he has an idea.
"I wanna go somewhere with a spa. Anything come to mind?"
"A spa huh? I think I could take you to the best onsen in Japan."
"Sounds perfect."
Husk reaches out for Angel again but instead of flying in the air he gently turns them in a circle. Husk was so attentive to him, despite the teasing he wanted Angel to have the best time possible, Angel couldn't keep the smile off his face.
Husk leads him to his bedroom that already seemed to be set up as a makeshift massage table. Angel couldn't help but smirk at Husk.
"You had this planned too didn't yah Whiskers?" His voice teasing.
Husk rolls his eyes but smiling softly, "I'm not making a move Legs. I want you to have more opportunities to relax, not be held to any expectations. I'd like to give you a proper massage, but I did say that you could get whatever you desired. The choice is yours."
The exhaustion from the events of the day resurfaced and though Angel would normally have no issues getting into bed with the cat demon, the offer to be pampered without nothing in return sounded like a dream in that moment.
"A massage does sound nice. I seem to recall you being good with your hands, but after your cooking demonstration I feel like I should to be worried."
Husk chuckles, "I promise it will be much, much better than my cooking."
Angel leans down and kisses Husk on the cheek, "Alright, I trust you."
The softness in Husk's expression was open and tender, Angel could feel himself relax as he removed his shirt and laid down on the bed. Angel shivered as he feels one of Husk's claws tracing randomly down his back.
"You work so hard baby, I can already see the tension in your back," Husk murmurs softly, as he starts to use his paws to knead his shoulders gently but firmly. Angel shutters and lets out a gasp as he feels a knot getting pressed. It hurt but also felt amazing, like the sting in your lungs when you finally breath from holding your breath for too long.
"Fuck Husk, it feels good," Angel pants, body sensitive to every movement Husk makes.
Leaning in close Husk breathes in Angel's ear, "Don't forget to breath for me sweetheart. Take deep breaths in and out," Angel complies, his breathing measured. He hadn't realize how wound up he had been.
"Good, good job Angel. You're doing wonderful."
Angel moans, his body turning into jello under Husk's skilled hands. He slows down then gently removes his paws from Angel's back. Angel can't help but moan in protest.
"Relax," Husk chuckles again reaching for something close by, "We're not done yet. I'm going to put hot rocks on your back is that okay?"
"God yes."
Angel could hear a brief trill of Husk purr, like he was enjoying himself. It made Angel smile. The rocks were the perfect temperature and Husk seemed to know right spots to apply them. As he melted beneath the rocks Husk started to run his paws down Angel's legs.
"Is this okay Legs?" Husk asked earnestly, it was almost instinctive for Angel to be protective of his feet but as he laid there he didn't seem to mind. He meant what he had said, that he trusted Husk.
"Yeahhh, yeah you're good Husky."
Another pleased trill filled the air as Husk methodically worked his a paws up and down Angel's legs. Every touch wwas intentional as he worked his paws down to Angel's feet. Caressing them in a way that felt like he was worshiping them.
It felt like heaven, it was almost like Husk had unlocked something in Angel that he hadn't experienced in a long time. He felt truly and wholly at ease, like his soul was being untethered from his body. After a lengthy forty minutes of more massages, another session with the hot rocks, and careful loving kisses on his neck. Angel was sure he had become a puddle.
"How do you feel?"
Angel mumbled incoherently in response, making Husk laugh.
"Better then insulting your ancestors I hope?"
"Light years better, not even in the universe."
Angel sits up, looking into Husk's eyes affectionately. He guides his hand to the back of Husk's neck and pulls him in to a gentle and soothing kiss. It was short and sweet and Angel pouring his adoration into Husk.
"You still want to get into a warm bath?" Husk asks, after their quiet kiss ended.
"Absolutely. You want to get in with me baby?"
"Only if you want me to."
The honesty in Husk voice made Angel's heart ache. He was still getting used to being treated with such care and consideration. The whole night had been unexpectedly domestic and sweet, Angel hoped they could enjoy more nights like this.
He smiles softly at Husk, "I would like that."
The bathroom was a little larger then most, including the bathtub. Those beautiful wings needed the extra space. Husk fills the tub with warm water and soap. It looked and smelled comforting and inviting, Angel was ready to soak it up.
Husk struggles to take off his suit and fights with his wings to be able to fit in the tub comfortably, making Angel chuckle. He looks at Angel softly gesturing for him to join him in the tub. Angel removes his clothes and slowly dips into the soothing warm water, leaning his back against Husk's chest.
Large arms cascade around Angel's waist pulling him in close, the warmth and the flowery bubbles making them sigh in relaxation.
"Fuck this is nice."
"Yeah it is."
"Why don't we do this all the time Husky?"
"I don't know," he hums nuzzling his nose against Angel's shoulder, "But, I could get used to this."
Angel giggles, "You know your whiskers tickle when you do that."
"Hmm… Do you want me to stop?"
"No, it's okay," Angel traces his fingers across the back of Husk's paw, "I like it."
They sit together in silence for unmeasured minutes. Enjoying the pleasant temperature, feeling their muscles loosen while their blood pressures lowered.
Angel sighs again, running his fingers through Husk's feathers that had cascaded around them in the tub. A deep rumble vibrates up Angel's back as Husk purrs from the touch. It was therapeutic and so fucking attractive when Husk made those noises. He couldn't help but turn and look into those golden eyes.
"You said I could have anything my heart desired?" Husk nods, listening to Angel intently. His pupils dilated wide his attention never wavering, "Will you let me take care of your wings tonight?"
"As you desire, do you want to stay here?"
Angel shakes his head no, "I want to be in your bed, back in the hotel. Back in your room."
Husk nods as they carefully get out of the tub and dry off their wet fur. Angel puts on a plush pink robe while Husk puts on silk pajama bottoms. They both had unkempt fur and feathers, with flushed cheeks. It made Angel chuckle because it did feel like they were exiting a spa.
This time Angel lead Husk to the bed, sitting face to face so that they could look into each other eyes. Angel was ready to be the one doing the pampering this time. Another unspoken understanding between them was that Husk felt a similar knee jerk reaction to his wings that Angel felt with is feet. Angel was just as slow and deliberate with his touches as Husk was with him. He started slow combing his fingers through Husk's primary feathers.
Husk started to purr softly leaning into Angel's touches, his feathers shivering from the contact. Angel continues is gentle movements not wanting to disturb the tender moment. Husk leaned forward resting his head on Angel's shoulders, his purrs subtlety getting louder.
It felt intimate and tender as Angel's hands slowly started to massage the joints that connected Husk's wings to his back. Husk gasped and shuddered holding on to Angel for support as his body shakes getting his most sensitive area touched.
"Shhh, I got you Husk. You're doing amazing. You took care of me, now I get to take care of you."
Husk can't seem to reply in the moment holding onto Angel tightly as his wings shiver and his body trembles from Angel's lithe touches. He felt pride in his work. As much as Angel loved getting Husk's attention it was hard for Husk to accept the same attention for himself. Getting him in such an open vulnerable state made Angel's heart swell with affection.
He was focused on his task wanting Husk to get the treatment he deserves before Husk's voice shook him out of his concentration.
"You don't have to you know," His voice low and hesitant.
"Oh I know. I want to do this."
"It just, I feel like I let you down. A lot of what I had planned for tonight didn't go as planned."
Angel paused his movements focusing on Husk, "What are you talking about this has been the best Valentines day I ever had."
"Yeah right."
"I'm serious, it's kinda like what you said earlier. About all the places you've been to not having much meaning. I know it looks like I live a fancy lifestyle, that I need overpriced clothing, expensive makeup, and the best of the best, but I don't. You've shown me time and time again that I don't need any of that stuff. I don't need an extravagant tour across the world. All I really want is my friends to be happy, a place where I can make home cooked meals, Nuggets, and you."
Husk looks into Angel's eyes and smiles softly, "Who's the sap now?"
"Fuck you, asshole," Angel says snickering, " I mean it though. I've had a great night. How about instead of my desires you tell me yours. Don't think about it, just tell me what you want right now."
Achingly slow Husk moves his paws to Angel's hips, leaning in even closer then they were before, "I have my heart's desire, you're already right in front of me."
"That is the cheesiest thing I've ever heard in my life," Angel laughs leaning back trying to hide his blush by pulling away from Husk.
"No you don't, you're not getting away. You know you love it." Husk growls playfully locking Angel in a tight grip so he can't move, "It's always been you, even when I thought my heart and soul didn't have the capacity to love anymore. You made me love again Angel."
Angel looks at Husk, face flushing. He did love it, he loved it as much as it scared him but he couldn't look away form those golden eyes that looked at him so earnestly. It's like they cold see directly into his soul and it was terrifying. Having someone look at you and see you, all of you. It would be easy to say stop and tell Husk no he didn't want this, that he didn't get close like this with anyone. It would be so easy to pull Husk in and distract them both from their feeling with sex. He's done it many times before.
This time he shakes his head, re-wraps his arms around Husk and holds him tight, "You too, you made me love again. You make me feel real, you make me feel like me."
Husk doesn't hesitate hugging Angel back. Nuzzling Angel's neck, his whiskers making him laugh again.
"Husk, you're tickling me again."
"Sorry but the sound of your laugh is like music to my ears."
"Alright alright, enough with the romantic shit for the night, I can't take anymore."
Husk rumbles with laughter, "As you desire,"
"So fucking corny," Angel rolls his eyes again, as they lay on the bed still in each other arms.
" Speaking of corn have you tried corn with sprinkles?"
"… what?"
"I know you said you didn't like my cooking but you should try it sometime. Oh cheese and hot sauce is a great snack too."
Processing Husk's words Angel feels his resolve crack, "I warned you that this attack on food was a declaration of war. Now you have to suffer the consequences."
Angel exposes his extra limbs and starts to tickle Husk mercilessly. He belly laughs, twitching his tail and wings trying to get away, but Angel's extra hands are impossible to escape.
"This is your punishment Husk you have to atone for your sins."
His body shakes with laughter as Angel continues his attack for just a little longer until he stops. Husk continues to laugh pulling Angel into another tight hug.
When his laughter dies down, he kisses Angel on the forehead, "I'll make sure to go to you for any and all future culinary disputes."
"You better!"
Husk chuckles nuzzling his forehead against Angel's, "Happy Valentines day Angel."
"Happy Valentines Day Husk," deciding to keep leaning into the cheesy sappy moment and nuzzle Husk back.