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“C’mon Cher, we’ve been at this for hours, I have to piss! Are we almost to this stupid boss?”

Sitting in what Angel affectionately referred to as his “old man recliner”, Husk looked up from his current mystery book, peering over what Angel also called 'his old man glasses' - his boyfriend liked to refer to a lot of this as his 'old man' things - to look up at Angel, who was in his comfy outfit of a cropped hoodie and a pair of sweat-shorts.  “You good?”

Said boyfriend was sitting on the couch across from the large screen television in their shared apartment, squirming in his seat and holding tight to his controller. Now while Husk usually liked seeing Angel squirm for him, usually while he was underneath him, clearly he was in a bit of discomfort, biting his lip and clenching his thighs together.

“Angel?” Husk tried again when Angel didn’t answer.

Whining, Angel practically bounced in his seat. “No! Clearly not!” There was a pause as Angel listen to whatever his best friend was saying though his headset before he scoffed, “No I ain’t making an excuse to go fuck my boyfriend!” Turning his gaze to Husk, eyes pleading, he said very pathetically, “I really, really have to piss. I think I’m actually about to piss myself.”

Rolling his eyes, Husk looked back to his book. The murderer was just about to be revealed, and he had a pretty good idea who it was - now he was just reading to be proven right. “Just stop or pause your game or whatever and go piss.” It seems like a simple enough solution to him. “The bathroom ain’t that far.”

“It’s an online game, baby,” Angel explained with a whine, “I can’t pause - oh my god, shut up, he’s an old man, but he’s my old man, bitch.”

Chuckling as Angel continued to defend him against Cherri, Husk shrugged. “Well, I ain’t gonna be the one to clean up the couch when you finally piss yourself, so better figure something out, baby.”

“… Huh, actually, that might work.” Before Husk could worry that Angel was really about to piss himself and that he really would be scrubbing urine out of the cushions tonight, Angel said, in a voice that he only used when he was begging for something he knew Husk wouldn’t wanna do, “Huuuuusky? Can you do me a favor?” Even without looking up, Husk could practically hear him batting his eyelashes. 

Holding back a sigh, Husk grunted. “Yeah?”

“Will you come over here and play for me while I pee? You don’t even gotta do anything,” Angel promised quickly as Husk looked up, seeing him hold out the custom pink controller to him while his lower hands were pressed against his crotch, trying to stop himself from actually pissing himself. “Ya just gotta follow Cherri and don’t die. I’ll be quick, swear.”

One of Husk’s ears twitched in worry. “You know I don’t know shit about your games, Angie.” His video game loving boyfriend had tried to teach him even simple games, like Pokémon and Animal Crossing, but Husk couldn’t get the hang of it. Probably didn’t help his paws were too big for Angel’s controllers. And whatever game this was, it was definitely neither of those. “ You sure you want me to do that?”

The look Angel gave him, pleading and pitiful, made Husk give in even before Angel continued to plead. “I am literally about to actually piss myself. I don’t really have time to double check this idea.” He held his controller out, eyes wide and his lower lip pushed out into a pout. “Please?”

Husk really, really didn't want to. Regardless, he set aside his book, moved his glasses to the top of his head, and pushed himself out of the recliner. “Okay, okay,” he relented as he held a paw for the controller, “just hurry, please.”

“I will be so fast, I swear,” promised Angel as he pulled off his headset and shoved both it and the controller into Husk’s hands before scrambling to his feet and sprinting to the bathroom. “Don’t die!” he called over his shoulder.

Grumbling as he sat in Angel’s usual spot and set aside the headset, Husk looked over the controller. He just had to follow Cherri, right? He at least remembered the stick made your character move. “Shit, okay…” He glances up at the screen, staring at Angel’s character while it stood in a defensive position, swaying softly. It was an elf, he was pretty sure. Angel usually chose the elf characters. Hesitantly, he pushed at the controls stick, the character moving to the left a little jerkily.

To his side, a tiny but familiar voice shrieked at him, “Hey, wait, not that way!”

Huffing, Husk grabbed the abandoned headset, looking at it for a moment to try and figure out how the hell he was going to fit it over his much larger ears before finally just pressing one of the ear pieces against his ear. “Shut up,” he growled at Cherri, “I’m just trying tot figure out how to fucking move.”

There was a snort from Cherri, and he could practically hear her roll her eye. “Right, but the way you were moving, old man, has a bunch of trolls that will insta kill Angie. He’s running a lower level character right now, you gotta be careful.” As Husk stared at the screen, a new character appeared, bumping into Angel’s elf in a way that he was sure was on purpose before jumping up and down. “Just follow me.”

Squinting at the screen, Husk snorted. “That thing? That’s what you chose?” It was some kind of… creature, taller than the elf. It had red skin, long horns, and a tail. Kinda reminded him of Lucifer, actually. But a hell of a lot taller.

Cherri scoffed, clearly offended as she said snappishly, “I’m a very cute teifling, thank you very much asshole! Now come on and stay behind me.” Her character moved, following some kind of path. Sticking his tongue out of the side of his mouth as he tried to concentrate, Husk tried to carefully get Angel’s character to follow, slowly but surely. Maybe he could do this. It was moving a little jerkily as Husk nudged the joystick to make it move, taking a few steps then halting, moving a few steps and halting in a different direction, but it was working at least.

Then Husk’s thumb slipped, jerking the joystick far to the right, and the character broke into a short run in the wrong direction. “Fuck - this is ridiculous,” he growled, his cheeks flushed with shame as Cherri laughed on the other end of the call. He tried to get the elf back on the path, but overshot. “Goddammit.”

“Jesus Christ, are you drunk? You’re moving like you’re seeing double.”

“Fuck you,” snapped Husk, his ears pressed back against his head, “I ain’t drunk.” He almost wished he was, so he could blame his shitty playing on alcohol. Sadly, he was very sober right now.

“You sure about that?” Cherri laughed again before gasping as Husk accidentally made Angel’s character start to run again, in the direction she warned him away from last time. “No, no, too far! What are you doing?! Stop walking, for fuck sake!”

“I’m trying!” Frustrated, Husk dropped the controller in his lap, the elf coming to a complete stop once he let go, his tail flicking at his feet in agitation. Fuck, he hated this. He should have just offered to let Angel pee on the damn couch, he’d prefer cleaning it up much more than this.

“You almost walked into the damn trolls again!” Cherri snapped as her character caught up to him. “You’re gonna get mauled by something!”

Barking a laugh in frustration, Husk tried not to tear up. He fucking hated this, and the humiliation of not being able to do this one simple thing was getting to him. “How can you even fucking tell? Everything looks the goddamn same.”

“Fuck-” The teifling ran in front of Angel’s elf and opened its mouth to breathe fire at what must have been the enemy that was wandering closer. “Aye, use your weapon! Troll at your six!” she warned him just as his character was hit by something, the controller vibrating in his lap.

Dropping the headset back onto the couch, Husk threw up his hands in irritation before grabbing the controller and smashing at the various buttons, the elf jumping, darting to the side, and bringing out a staff that it swiped at air, but never hitting the troll even as it hit Angel’s character again and again. “How the fuck do I do that? I barely know how to walk-”

There was a flash of red on the screen as the troll struck Angel’s character again, dramatic music coming from the television as the words “YOU DIED” appeared, red against black. 

“Ooooooh no,” gasped Cherri from the abandoned headset.

Husk's ears pressed back against his head. He fucked up. All he had to do was make sure Angel’s elf didn’t die before he got back from the bathroom, and instead he walked it right into danger. Husk’s tail curled around his ankle, feeling ashamed.

There was the flush of the toilet, the sound of the faucet turning on, and a minute later, Angel came back in, sighing happily. “Fuck, thought that would never end. How’d it go out here, Husky?”

Staring at the screen, Husk glanced briefly back towards Angel, wings fluttering nervously, before he looked down at the controller in his hands. “Um…”

Finally seeing the screen still brightly announcing “YOU DIED”, Angel groaned, rubbing his hands over his face. “Awe man! We were so close.”

Husk grimaced. “Sorry,” he mumbled.

Sighing, Angel leaned over the back of the couch and kissed the top of Husk’s head. “No, it’s okay. I’m sure ya did your best. If I hadn’t literally been about to burst I would’ve actually shown you the controls to prevent this happening.”

That didn’t make Husk feel much better. His ears flicked in an attempt to stop them from fully pressing back against his head again, feeling like he failed Angel. “Um, here - you should…” He held out the controller to his boyfriend as he came around the couch.

Taking the controller, Angel picked up the abandoned headset and put it up to the side of his head. “Cher, give me a few? Yeah, yeah.” He pressed a button to mute the mic before he sat down next to Husk, setting the controller and headset aside. “Hey, you okay?” His soft concern made Husk feel almost worse.

Shrugging as he glanced down at his hands, Husk mumbled, “Fine. Just… feeling a little stupid.”

“Hey, hey, Husky.” Angel wrapped his lower arms around him and pulled him closer, his upper hands cupping his face and tilting it up to meet his gaze. “C’mon, you ain’t stupid. So video games ain’t yer thing, who cares?

Tail twitching on the floor, Husk looked up at Angel hesitantly before his gaze flickered to the T.V. “You, Cherri, and all your online friends.”

“Pfft.” Angel rolled his eyes when Husk looked back at him. “Cher’s just competitive, she’ll get over it. And I wouldn’t have agreed to be with ya, baby, if I couldn’t handle you not likin’ the same things as me.” He smiled softly at him as he dropped his hands from Husk’s cheeks, and Husk’s heart skipped with the love he had for Angel. “You let me play my silly games while you read your books and don’t complain unless I get obnoxiously loud and that works for us. I like it.”

Trying not to blush under Angel’s gaze, Husk grunted. “Yeah, I guess…” Leaning in, he pressed a noisy kiss to Angel’s cheek, trying to break the mood. “I like you loud though, baby.”

Snorting, Angel pushed Husk away. “Husky!” Smiling, he smacked Husk’s shoulder playfully. “Dirty old man.” 

That made Husk snort in return. “Like you’re one to talk.”

“Uh huh, but you expect it from me.” Angel winked as Husk shrugged, he was right. “Hey, I got an idea, though.” He walked his fingers up Husk’s arm to his shoulder. “You wanna hear it?”

“Tell me. I’m all ears.” Just to prove his point, Husk twitched his large pointed ears, making Angel grin and poke at one of the hearts on the tips.

“You’re cute.” Angel gave it another poke. “I think I thought of a way for you to get involved with me and my games.” He fluttered his lashes. “I know ya like your old man recliner, but what if… ya sat here with me instead?”

Raising an eyebrow, Husk wrapped a hand around Angel’s hip. “Uh huh…. Why do I feel there’s more to it than that?” he teased, brushing his thumb against the exposed skin above his shorts.

Giggling, Angel leaned in. “Because you’re a super smart kitty.” He pressed a quick kiss to Husk’s nose, making him chuckle. “Well, I was thinking I could maybe sit in your lap.”

“Sit in my lap,” repeated Husk slowly, even as his wings gave a little flutter. “And do what?”

Biting his lip, cheeks turning a soft pink, Angel crawled into Husk’s lap. “I think you know,” he said as he ground down on him, making Husk groan softly, his cock twitching to life.

“Oh, yeah?” Husk purred, pupils dilating as he grabbed at Angel’s hips again. “Won’t you be…” He ground up into Angel’s pussy, feeling the warmth of it even through Angel’s thin shorts as he groaned, the smell of him getting slick making Husk’s mouth water, “distracted?”

“I bet I can make it to that boss battle easy peasy, even sitting on your dick,” shot back Angel playfully.

“Oh? Are you suggesting a bet,” one of his hands moved down and grasped at Angel’s ass, giving it a teasing squeeze that made his boyfriend gasp, “against me, pretty boy?”

“Maybe.” Angel grinned despite his faint pink flush. “You down, old man?”

“Mm, that depends.” Husk flashed a competitive smile up at him. “What do I get if I win?”

“Oooo,” Angel giggled excitedly, “I love that look you get.” Wrapping his arms around Husk’s neck, he purred, “What do you want, baby?”

Tail twitching as he brought it up and dragged it up Angel’s back, Husk watched him shiver while he hummed in thought. “How about…” He leaned in and whispered into Angel’s ear, “I play with you during your next group game? See how long you can keep quiet while I bend you over the couch and fuck you on my cock?”

“God, that’s hot,” Angel groaned. “By group, I assume you mean all my friends, not just Cherri?”

With a chuckle as he leaned in, Husk murmured, “The more the better, sweetheart,” before he nipped at Angel’s neck, hard enough to make him moan as he sucked a hickey into his skin and lavished it with tongue to soothe it.

“Fuck, okay, I like it.” Hands moving up, Angel ran his fingers through Husk’s hair, which had him fluttering his eyes. He was always weak to Angel touches, and pressed a kiss to the newly bruising hickey before trailing down, making a path down to his shoulder. “Ya wanna know what I want if I win?” Waiting until Husk made a questioning noise, not stopping his kissing, he said sweetly, “I wanna go on a date. To that really nice steakhouse we went to a few months ago, you know the one. I wanna get all dressed up with you and have a nice dinner and eat my weight in steak.”

Freezing, Husk glanced up at Angel, seeing a flash of challenge in his eyes. “That place cost an arm and a leg, babe,” he said as calmly as he could, even as he could hear his wallet screaming. Charlie might have started paying him for running the bar, but it wasn’t that much. Not that he didn’t like spoiling his boyfriend, but this suddenly felt like a very dangerous bet.

“Mhm, I know.” Angel was still grinning as he ground down on Husk again, making him groan and his wings flutter. “Ain’t I worth your arm and leg, baby? Maybe another appendage too?”

“Fuck…” Husk’s tail twitched as he thought. “Shit, fine. You’re on.”

With a look of triumph, Angel climbed off Husk, taking a few steps away as he tugged off his cropped hoodie and tossed it away, giving Husk a brief glance at his fluffy chest that he loved to bury his face in before turning away as he tugged down his shorts. His cunt was briefly visible past his skimpy underwear as he bent over, and Husk licked his lips as he unbuttoned his pants and shoved them down his legs with his boxers, kicking them away. “Fuck, baby, I can already smell ya.” And it made his cock twitch, slowly getting fully hard at the sight of his boyfriend being… well, himself.

“Oh yeah?” Angel turned around, running a hand down his stomach, Husk watching his hand travel lower to his panties. “Wanna hold onto my panties while I sit on you, baby?”

Deciding with a growl that Angel was far too out of reach, his tail snapped out and wrapped around his slender waist so Husk could tug him close enough to get his hands wrapped around it. “Rather hold onto you, pretty boy.”

Holding his hands up like claws, Angel playingly went, “Rwar,”, giggling as Husk rolled his eyes. “Feisty kitten tonight, ain’tcha?” His lower set of hands pushed his panties down, shimmying his hips until they slid down his legs and dropped to the floor, stepping out them and kicking them away. “Smell how wet I am for you, handsome?”

Purring happily, Husk tugged him closer as if to examine a piece of Angel that he was very familiar with, leaning in to take in a deep breath of his favorite smell before he licked a stripe up it. Underneath his hands, he felt Angel jump a little as he tasted him. “Mm, perfect. You’re always perfect for me.”

“A-ah! Hey! Not fair!” Angel whined, even as his legs trembled.

“Can’t help myself, baby.” Licking his lips, Husk’s rumbled, “You taste so fucking good.”

“Hmph.” Angel stepped out of Husk’s grasp and stuck out his tongue like the brat he was before he turned back around and bent forward, his lower hands spreading his pussy lips apart so Husk could get a better view.

“Fuck, so perfect for me.” His tail trailed up Angel’s legs, deliberately skipping past his pussy and up his back, making Angel shiver at the brush of his feathers. “Wanna sit on my cock, love?”

“You know it, sweetheart.” Glancing over his shoulder, Angel’s cute tongue poked out of his mouth as he hovered over Husk’s lap, lining up with his cock and slowly sinking down. Husk grabbed at Angel’s hips to help guide him, letting out a groan as the head of his cock stretched him open since he hadn’t even bothered with his fingers. Whining, Angel squirmed, gasping when the head popped inside him, sinking down further. “Husky-”

“That’s it, baby.” Husk stroked his hips, gently shushing him as Angel worked to fully sit in his lap. “You feel - fuck - so tight.” He was hot and tight and wet, so fucking wet from just Husk teasing him.

When Angel was finally flush with his lap, his whine was loud and needy. “Fuck!” Panting, Husk saw his eyes fluttering as his mouth fell open. “So full.”

“Took it without even stretching.” Husk nipped at Angel’s shoulders, just a scrap of his teeth. “Little slutty, babe,” he teased affectionately.

Giggling, Angel shifted in Husk’s lap as he grabbed his headset and controller, making Husk bite back a groan. “Wanna hear a secret?”

“Mm? What?”

“Sometimes, when I’m gaming while you’re not home, I get a little bored so I finger myself while I play.” As if to prove his point, Angel held up his second pair of hands, wiggling his fingers and winking back at Husk. “Got plenty of hands for it. So you’re gonna have to try extra hard if ya wanna win, baby,” he warned as he put his headset back on.

“Extra hard, huh?” rumbled Husk as he gave a slow rock of his hips up. “Think I can do that.”

“Good luck.” Getting back into his gamer mode, Angel looked to the T.V. as he pressed a few buttons, the end screen from his death by Husk disappeared. He tapped his headset to unmute Cherri briefly. “Okay, bitch, sorry for the wait. I think I got a checkpoint back here so wait for me, I’ll be there soon,” he told her before he silenced himself again.

Purring, Husk gripped at Angel’s hips and lifted him up until he was half way off his cock before dropping him back down. But it didn’t even seem to phase Angel now that his attention was back on his game as he absentmindedly said, “Mmmm, that’s the spot, sweetheart,” before his tongue poked back out again and his character reappeared on screen, sprinting towards Cherri’s character.

Husk raised an eyebrow. Oh, that wouldn’t do. Gripping tighter at Angel’s hips, hard enough that they would both be looking over the bruises tomorrow morning, Husk lifted him up again, this time thrusting up just as he brought Angel back down firmly. This time, Angel gasped and moaned, his character on the screen wobbling. 

Pleased, Husk repeated the motion as he leaned forward and whispered, “There we go, lovely boy.” Grinding up, feeling Angel clench around him and whimper, he groaned. “Fuck, baby-”

“Fuck!” groaned back Angel, gripping tightly at his control for a minute as they both panted, then used his lower hands to smack Husk’s hands off his hips and sat back firmly down in his lap. As Husk gave the back of his head a look, complete with a raised eyebrow, Angel said primly, “Please, babydoll, you’re gonna distract me.” Reaching up, he tapped his headset to tell Cherri, “Jesus Christ, you’re impatient,” probably in response to something Husk couldn’t hear her say, before muting himself again and pushing his character to run.

“Oh, wouldn’t want that.” Moving one his hands around to Angel’s crotch, Husk let a single finger circle the clit, watching as Angel bit his lip to hold back a moan. He would get Angel back for smacking his hands away, but not yet. Instead, he let his other hand rest on his boyfriend’s thigh and dragged his claws up to his hip teasingly.

“Oh, yeah, sweetheart.” Groaning and grinding up into Husk’s touch, Angel’s gaze never left the screen, his character steady on its journey.” That’s it.”

“Mm.” Husk thumbed at Angel’s clit. “You’re pretty good at this. Maybe I do want to get more into video games.”

“You doubted me?” Glancing over his shoulder with a grin, Angel tsked. “C’mon, baby.”

“Never, love.” Husk leaned forward and kissed between Angel’s shoulder blades. “Just continuously impressed by you. And I think,” he continued to circle his clit, his touch lighter, more teasing, making Angel shiver, “I wanna play with my favorite toy - tease it with my tongue while I kneel between your thighs, licking you up while you play, make sure you don’t get… distracted.”

“Well, the rules were me sittin’ on yer cock,” Angel ground down, “but maybe next time. Hey, wanna see somethin’ fun this character just learned?” Taking Husk’s hum and nip at his shoulder as an answer, he said with pride, “Watch this.” Looking over Angel’s shoulder, Husk watched as his elf character randomly leaped up into the air in the middle of a battle that he hadn't noticed Angel start, doing a flip and pulling out a giant sword from seemingly out of nowhere. When his character landed, it slammed the sword down and instantly killed an enemy. The whole time, Husk wanted to purr as he watched out of the corner of his eye Angel unconsciously poke his tongue out of his mouth. His boyfriend was fucking adorable.

“Impressive.” Pulling his hand from Angel’s pussy and ignoring his whine of disappointment, he grabbed his chin with his clean hand and gently tugged at it, watching as his mouth fell open without hesitation. “You know, your tongue looks awfully cute. I think I need to put it to work.” Holding up his other hand, two fingers still wet with Angel’s slick from teasing his cunt, he laid them on his tongue. “Clean it up for me, baby.”

Moaning, Angel closed his lips around Husk’s fingers and drew them further in, tongue wrapping around them and sucking them clean even as he kept his eyes on the screen and continued to push his character towards the waiting character that Cherri played with in the distance. Honestly, Husk had a suspicion his boyfriend had a healthy dose of ADHD with his ability to multitask, and playing the game even while he was sucking his fingers and full of cock just proved his point.

“Good boy.” Pulling his fingers out of Angel’s mouth, Husk grabbed at Angel’s hips, his tail wrapping around his ankle. “Now, we agreed that I’m allowed to distract you, and you were very mean earlier, smacking my hands away,” he said firmly, squeezing his ankle.

Humming, Angel tilted his head slightly to show that he was listening, but didn’t look away from the screen. Still, his cunt clenched around Husk’s cock, making him hold back a groan before he went on, letting a hand drift over Angel’s bare ass. “So, don’t interrupt me again, okay, baby? Or I’ll have to punish you.” Leaning in, he said into Angel’s ear, careful of the headset, “Be a good boy for me. Understand?”

Shuddering, his grip tightening on his controller, Angel quickly nodded. “Yes, sir,” he breathed out.

Pressing a kiss to his shoulder, Husk placed his hand back on Angel’s hip and lifted him up easily until the head of his cock was barely still inside him, his boyfriend gasping as his cunt tried to suck him back inside. He thrust up just as he brought Angel back down, groaning lowly as his cock twitched hard inside him. Angel cried out, his character wobbling on screen again before he could compose himself again.

“Fuck, Husky-” He shakily reached up and unmuted his headset, voice steady as he spoke to Cherri without a sign that he was being fucked despite his body’s reaction. “I see you, how close are we to this boss?”

Rumbling, Husk unwound his tail from around Angel’s ankle and brought it to his cunt, flicking the tip of feathers at his clit even as he continues to fuck up into Angel deeply. He held back a laugh of pleasure as Angel choked back a groan, eyes fluttering. “Okay, lets fuckin’ do this. You got enough health potions for my baby character ass? He laughed to hide his moan as Husk pulled Angel down, grinding up into him hard and feeling the walls of his pussy flutter. “Fuck- yeah, lets do this shit.”

“How much longer, baby doll?” purred Husk lowly, nipping at his shoulder just as he found Angel’s g-spot and ground into it.

Just in the nick of time, Angel muted himself right before he cried out, head falling back and hands shaking on his control so his character wobbled again. “Cher says we’re nearly to the boss,” he panted out, a whimper to his voice, “then we just gotta fight it. Maybe… ten minutes depending how well we do?”

Humming as he paused in his thrusts, grinding up teasingly, Husk decided, “Plenty of time to keep you in my lap, then.” His tail, still at Angel’s clit, slowed the brushes of its feathers until Angel was practically arching to try and get it to touch him, the pauses between its flicking longer. “Get you all worked up.”

“Fuck- the tail should be cheating,” whimpered Angel. “Not fair, I ain’t got one to mess with ya back.”

Chuckling, Husk reminded him, “You didn’t say I couldn’t use all that I had on hand, sweetheart. Just said I’m allowed to distract you.” Flicking the tip of his feathers over Angel’s clit one final time, he let the slightly damp end drag up his chest slowly, brushing his chin. “I think I’m doing that pretty well so far.”

“Mmm.” Biting his lower lip to try and hold back any other noises, Angel tried to get control of himself again as Husk slowly fucked him, moving his character forward again and tapping his headset to unmute it to respond something Cherri just said. “What - no, Cherri! I am not being fucked right now, I just like wiggling around. Got a problem with that?”

Trying to hold back a laugh, Husk pressed his face into Angel’s back before dragging his claws up Angel’s hips and sides, feeling his back arch and gasp, forgetting to mute and clearly biting back a moan at the last second. “N-Nope, just saw that spooked me,” he lied to Cherri, grinding back against Husk with fluttering eyes. “Uh oh. I hear music - Oh shit.” Angel squirmed as Husk’s hands moved up to cup over his chest, claws delicately tracing the scars from his top surgery that were hidden under his fluff just as the T.V. went to black and a new scene appeared.

Glancing around Angel’s shoulder, Husk raised an eyebrow as he took in the large monster that their tiny characters were facing. “Boss fight?”

“Yep,” nodded Angel. “Ugh, he’s an ugly mother fucker too - What?! Just ‘cause you’re a monster fucker, Cher-”

Shaking his head and softly chuckling, Husk moved his hands back down to Angel’s hips, squeezing them in warning before he lifted him up to fuck him hard again, tail flicking at his clit once more. “Guess I better hurry up, mm?”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck -” Panting, Angel muted his mic just before he whined, head falling back briefly. “Husky, feel so good - oh, shit-” Yanking his control to the side, Husk just noticed as Angel managed to avoid a blow from the boss that probably would have taken his low level character out.

Biting back a laugh, Husk purred, “Doing okay there, baby?”

“Yep!” His arms jerked again as yanked his controller to the side, as if that would help move him faster, and his character fell into a roll as he dodged another attack. “Hah!” His grin was triumphant even as his eyes fluttered at Husk pounding into him. “Can’t catch me mother fucker! Thank you speed potions.”

Snorting, Husk couldn’t help but stop thrusting into Angel for a moment as he pressed his forehead into his boyfriend’s back and laughed. “God, you’re such a dork.” And he loved him for it.

“Hey, aren’t you supposed to be fuckin’ me?” Angel said in a bratty tone, wiggling on Husk’s lap.

“Oh, pardon me,” Husk said back sarcastically, “let me just-” Moving his hands to Angel’s thighs, he grabbed them firmly, making sure his grip was secure before he stood up with a grunt, holding Angel up with his cock still deep inside him, legs pressed to his chest. Angel gasped, his lower hands scrambling to grab at Husk’s forearms to help keep himself up and almost dropping his controller, and Husk couldn’t help but chuckle as he thrust into him and purred, “Better?”

“Ah- No one said anything - ah! - anything about this-” Angel whined, his grip on Husk’s forearms hard, nails biting, but it just spurred on Husk more.

“That’s right, you didn’t.” Husk’s tail wrapped around one of his ankles, shuddering as he tried to ground himself and stop from coming too soon. “Don’t you know better than to make bets against a former Gambling Overlord without setting a few rules?” He lifted Angel and pulled him hard down onto his cock, claws pricking into his thighs. “Come on, pretty boy - let me hear you.”

“Fuck!” Crying out and jerking his arms again, dodging yet another hit, Angel forced out through gritted teeth, “Fuck, focus on Cherri, mother fucker! I’m fuckin busy!”

“Oh, look at that.” Husk dragged his nose along Angel’s shoulder, purring as he fucked even harder into Angel. “Cherri is taking the brunt of his attacks.” Tsking as if he was disappointed in his boyfriend, Husk nipped at the back of his neck. “Focus, baby.”

With a low growl as he tried to do exactly that, Angel reached up to tap and unmute his mic briefly, strategizing with Cherri, “I’ll distract him, you go around back and see if you can climb up and wack him on the head - ah!” Hand shaking after the particularly hard thrust into his cunt from Husk, he managed out a quick, “Fuck, sorry!” before he muted himself again, panting out, “Husky, I swear to fucking-” He moaned, his free hands gripped harder at Husk’s forearms, shaking.

Chuckling, Husk kissed his shoulder, pausing in his thrusting to give Angel just a little break. “Come on baby. Wanna feel you come around my cock. Maybe I’ll even knot you up.” Holding back a moan as he felt Angel clench around him, he purred, “Don’t you want that?” Even though he very much knew the answer.

“F-Fuck-” Moaning again, Angel seemed ot shake himself out of his daze before he narrowly missed being crushed by the big bad guy. “Sorry, sorry,” he said to Cherri as he unmuted again, and Husk narrowed his eyes at being ignored. “I got him target locked on me, go!”

Grinning, sensing the perfect moment, Husk gave Angel’s shoulder one more kiss before he opened his mouth wide and bit down, fucking up hard into him again. 

The reward was Angel crying out, eyes fluttering and his character running in a circle on screen as his controller stick was pushed in one direction on accident. “Ah! Oh, f-fuck! No,” he added as even Husk could heard Cherri yelling at him through his headset, “I said I’m not being fucked!”

Deciding that since Cherri clearly knew what was happening he didn’t need to hold back anymore, Husk growled and bit down more, a tinge of blood on his tongue, and spread Angel’s legs open wider before he fucked hard into him. He wished there was a camera in front of them, just so he could look back and see this pretty picture, especially as Angel cried out, head falling back.

“Shit!” Angel panted as his character came to a halt on screen, his controller practically dangling from his hands and ready to fall to the ground as Husk kept fucking into him, loosing himself to it. Then Cherri shouted at him, and he jerked his head up just as his character took a hit, and the bar at the bottom suddenly shrank and started flashing red. “Fuck, I need a health potion, switch places with me!” As he got his character out of range, Husk could see him bite his lip in concentration, trying to focus despite the cock he was being bounced on.

Opening his mouth to pull off Angel’s shoulder, Husk kissed and licked at the red mark apologetically, fainting bleeding. “What a good boy for me,” he whispered, nuzzling into his neck as he brought out his trump card as he heard Angel faintly whimper at the praise. “”Gonna fuck you open with my knot and keep you in my lap, full of my cum and swollen with it. Let you play your little games while I read, and keep you there until I’m sure it takes.”

“God!” Angel quickly muted his mic before he cried out again, this one needy and wanting. “Husky! Gah, breeding kink too? Oh, you play fuckin’ dirty.” But despite his words, he was whimpering, his cunt clenching at Husk’s cock needily, making Husk press his face into his shoulder and groan, needing a moment to pause and take control of himself before he came too soon. 

It gave Angel a chance to get back to his game, when Husk lifted his head he saw his cute tongue poking out of his mouth in concentration as he jumped up onto the bosses back and ran up it’s back to wack it on the back of the head. “Yes!” He tapped his mic to tell Cherri, “One more hit and he’s down, babe!”

He was running out of time to win this bet. Growling, Husk started fucking into him hard again. “My good boy. Come on, baby, I know you can do it.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck - I’m close, I’m fuckin’ close-” Groaning, Angel just managed to dodge out of the way of a hit from the monster that would have fully taken him out, panting from both the effort and Husk fucking into it. “C’mon, Cher, hurry!”

“Come, baby,” Husk purred lowly, just low enough so Cherri wouldn’t be able to hear. “Let yourself go, and I’ll come with you, knot you up.” He pressed a kiss to his unmarked shoulder. “I’ll even take you out still,” promised Husk. “You deserve it. And then I’ll fuck you in public in whatver pretty dress you have on.” That way, they’d both win, even if Husk was the overall winner.

“No- ah- fuckin’ way, I’m winning this fair and square - shut up, Cher, just fucking kill him!” Angel groaned as he made his character sprint away from another hit, eyes fluttering as Cherri ran up the bosses back again and gave him another strike, crying out in relief when it finally killed the monster and the scene changed. “Fuck, yes!” His next cry was one of pleasure as he started to come, grip on his controller and Husk’s arms right as he clenched on Husk’s dick like he wanted to milk it dry.

“Fu-” Husk moaned and fucked hard up into him, his knot starting to swell. His legs gave a little tremble, telling him he needed to get Angel down, so he growled and turned to the couch, making his boyfriend give a little yelp of surprise.

“Fuck, ah! Cher, I gotta fuckin’ go-” Angel just managed to mute his mic one last time before Husk almost dropped Angel over the arm of the couch, his controller slipping out of his grasp and his headset sliding off his head at the sudden movement. 

Husk growled, his wings beating as he kept thrusting into Angel’s cunt, starting to fuck his knot into the tight channel now that he had him over a sturdy surface. “Shit!”

Angel whimpered, his hands clawing at the couch cushions. “Fuck, Husky, so big!” He gasped, sensitive now that he already came, and Husk could imagine his eyes rolling back. “God-”

Giving a little snarl, Husk shoved the last of his knot into Angel, locking them together, and came hard, groaning loudly. He could hear Angel moan softly underneath him at the feeling of being so filled, and Husk pressed his forehead to his back as he tried to catch his breath. “Fuck.” 

“Husky…” Angel was breathless, sounding completely fucked out, and it made Husk want to purr in delight.

Stroking Angel’s sides, Husk started pressing kisses up his back, to his marked up shoulders. “What a good boy. My perfect boy, so full of me now.” He moved a hand to Angel’s stomach, pressing against the arm of the couch, and felt the small swell there of being filled up with Angel’s cum. “Feel that?”

Whimpering again, Angel placed his own hand over the top of Husk’s. “Kittens,” he whispered, his cheek pressed into the couch cushion.

“That’s right, you’re gonna have my littles, baby. A whole fucking litter.” His free hand moved to cup Angel’s chin, lifting his head up just enough to kiss him and rub his nose against Angel’s. “So proud of you, beautiful.” God, Husk wished he could really get Angel pregnant. He would look radiant, round and glowing with his kittens. But this would be good enough.

“And,” Angel gave a breathy laugh, “I won.”

Husk couldn’t help but chuckle. “You did, baby, on multiple accounts.” Letting go of his chin, his tail wrapped around Angel’s ankle as he pressed more kisses to Angel’s shoulder. “You feel okay?”

Nodding, Angel hummed, “A little sore, definitely gonna be feeling all this later, but fuck I’m pumped up! That might have been the best orgasm you’ve ever given me, and we’re competing with The Bar Fuck here.”

Chuckling again, Husk gave his shoulder another kiss. “Happy to please. Guess I’ll have to see if I can beat this when I take you out for your prize.”

“Mmm, stuffing my face with steak while you eat me out under the table does sound really exciting,” Angel giggled, ignoring how Husk groans in distress at the thought of the cost.

“Worth the hole you’re about to burn in my wallet.” A flicker on the screen made Husk glanced at the television screen. “That a message from Cherri?”

Lifting his head to look, Angel laughs after he reads it. “Oh yeah it is. And her character is flipping me off.” He snorts. “She’s just bitter she ain’t never gotten a good fuck while still managing to clench a win.”

“Or she’s pissed that she heard you getting fucked while you kept claiming that you weren’t.”

“Nah,” Angel waved a hand in dismissal, “that ain’t it. She’s heard me getting myself off before, I’m notoriously bad at muting my mic while I finger myself.”

“Why does that not surprise me?” Husk groaned, feeling his knot start to deflate. “This is the worst part, I swear.”

“Shit. lemme -” Grabbing the couch to ground himself, Angel nodded. “Kay, I’m good.”

Kissing his neck in apology, Husk waited until his knot had deflated as much as it would before he pulled back with a hiss in sensitivity, Angel giving his own little cry of pain as it tugged at his fucked open entrance. 

“Oh, fuck…” Angel squeezed his thighs together, cum slipping out of his clenched cunt and slowly dripping down his legs.

“Oh, fuck…” Husk repeated, his in awe. Dropping to his knees, Husk gently nudged Angel’s legs back open, wrapping his hands around his thighs before leaning and licking at the dripping cunt, taste both Angel and himself with a groan.

“Fuck!” In his hands, Angel’s legs trembled as he sobbed his name. “Husk!”

Humming, Husk licked Angel clean of their coupling, only to pull back and chuckle. “Oh, no, you’re getting wetter, sweetheart.” He tsked, even as his tail swished in pleasure and his spent cock twitched weakly as Angel whined and squeezed his thighs together as best he could despite Husk opening him back open with ease. “Messy boy.”

“Husky-” Angel whined. “Fuck…”

Chuckling softly, Husk leaned in and placed a kiss on the back of Angel's damp thigh. “You know, I might like these games after all,” he said offhandedly, placing another kiss on the lips of his bright pink cunt. “Maybe I should play with you more often.”

“Oh, you-” Snorting, Angel looked back at him with a shake of his head. “Stand back up and let me kiss you, fuck’s sake.”

With a rumbling laugh, Husk moved back to Angel’s thigh, nipping at it just to watch it tremble in his hands before he pressed a lick and a kiss to it in apology. “But I’m about to reach the next level.” Before Angel could say something about how his game terminology was off or something, Husk’s mouth was against Angel’s pussy, licking hungrily, cleaning Angel up not nearly enough to ease his want, and pressed his tongue in deeply.

“A-Ah!” Squirming under his mouth, Angel slid forward over the arm of the couch and onto the seats, his arms no longer able to hold him up. “Oh my god-”

Purring as he licked deeply into him, Husk let one of his hands slide around to Angel’s front, pressing the heel of his hand over against his clit and inviting Angel to grind against it, which he did almost instantly. Feeling the small and swollen flesh throbbing against his palm, feeling exactly how aroused Angel was as he clenched down on his tongue - it was the best feeling.

“Shit, Husky-” A moan fell out, Angel’s hips jerking forward so he could grind forward again, his words the start of a sob. “Oh, fuck, baby, I’m cl-close-”

Pulling his tongue out of Angel’s cunt, Husk listened to Angel whine as he licked his lips. “Wanna come all over my tongue, baby? Wanna grind against my hand till you make another big mess?”

“Fuck, yes, you know I do, baby,” gasped out Angel, grinding so hard against Husk’s palm that he might break his hand, his pointed nails digging into the couch cushions.

“Good boy.” Husk eagerly dove back in, his tongue licking up Angel’s pussy lips to get every drop before he plunged his tongue back inside Angel. Husk hated a lot of things about his sinner body, but his tongue was not one of them - wide and textured, perfect for making his boyfriend scream when he came clenching down on it. It didn’t matter that his jaw was starting to ache, and the fur around his mouth was completely soaked. This was his Heaven.

Tugging Angel’s hips closer to him with his one free hand, Husk couldn’t help but let his tail rise up and smack against Angel’s bare ass cheek, just to feel Angel clench down again as he yelped. 

“That motherfuckin’ tail, Husk, I swear-” As Husk wrapped his tail around Angel’s ankle in apology, he laughed breathlessly just before it turned into a moan, back arching as he smacked at the couch. “Shit, so close - so sensitive," he whined.

Ready to push Angel over the edge, Husk dragged his claws from Angel’s hip down his full thigh, feeling his boyfriend jerk and gasp in surprise as he imagined those claws leaving behind faint red lines. Angel loved being marked, couldn’t be fucked without at being marked at least once. 

“Yes, Husky!” Moaning, Angel pressed back against Husk’s mouth, begging, “Please!” He let out a shout as Husk pressed the tips of his claws back into Angel’s hip while he pressed his hand more firmly against Angel’s front, no longer giving him the chance to grind, to move forwards or back. Leave him no choice but to come whenever Husk was ready to let him. 

Angel must have realized that quickly, because he sobbed out, “Gonna - ah! Fuck, fuck, Husk, please - so fuckin’ close! Claw me again baby.” He was panting as he pleaded, and Husk groaned into Angel’s pussy as he imagined his flushed cheeks and chest. “Please!”

Purring happily, Husk once again dragged his claws down Angel’s leg, new red lines joining the first set, and Angel shouted. 

“Fuck, yes!” Angel bowed over the couch arm, and his cry of pleasure as he came was muffled as he pressed his face into the cushions. Husk groaned as the taste of his second orgasm washed over his tongue, lapping up everything he could while being careful not to overstimulate Angel again before he carefully pulled back. Angel had melted onto the couch, now totally worn out.

Humming, feeling proud of Angel as he stroked his hand over his marked up hip and thigh, he asked with a raspy voice, “Alright there?”

“... Oh my god,” moaned Angel.

Taking that as a sign of a job well done, Husk chuckled as he stood up, wiping at his face before stretching his arms and wings out, feeling something cracking with a grunt before he moved to stand next to Angel, smoothing back the hair that was sweatily stinking to his forehead. “Hey. You wanna stay out here or you want a nice hot bath?”

“Bath, please,” begged Angel, eyes fluttering at Husk’s touch. “But hand me my controller first. Gotta get my prize for this boss and flip Cherri off back.”

Rolling his eyes fondly, Husk reached down to grab the controller than had slipped off the couch while Angel was getting fucked and handed it to him. “Here, baby.”

“You’re the best,” Angel grinned up at him, not even bothering to move from his spot sprawled over the arm of the couch as he started pushing buttons. Husk stood there patiently and watched as Angel got his prize, flipped off Cherri’s character, who was still standing there, and sent her a message that contained a lot of kissy face emojis before he finally logged out of the game. “There! All ready for a bath.”

Plucking the controller from Angel’s hand and moving to set it on the tv stand, Husk came back and carefully scooped Angel into his arms, who without hesitation wrapped his arms around Husk’s neck. “Come on, pretty boy. Time to get you cleaned up. Might even wash your hair for you.”

That made Angel gasp in excitement. He’d said repeatedly that Husk’s claws were great for washing hair, that they scraped over his scalp in a way that made his eyes roll back.  “You mean it?” When Husk nodded in confirmation, he giggled. “I gotta win video games while you’re inside of me more often.”

“Speaking of that-” As Husk carried Angel to their room, he lowered his nose and pressed it into Angel’s neck, growling lowly in a way that always made Angel shiver. “No more touching yourself while playing your games.That’s my job, baby boy.”

Just as he predicted, Angel started to whine. “But sometimes my other arms get bored! What are they supposed to do?”

“Well, if I’m there, probably gripping my hair while I’m eating you out. And if not…” Husk shrugged as he pushed open their bedroom door with his hip. “Guess I’ll get you a fidget toy.”

Sighing dramatically, Angel dropped his head onto Husk’s shoulders like his world had just ended. “So bossy.”

“If you didn’t like it, you would tell me,” pointed out Husk with a chuckle.

“Yeah, well, I’m kinda a sucker for being told what to do,” Angel purred, winking flirtatiously.

Stopping by the end of their bed, Husk shook his head. “If only that logic still applied when I asked you to wash the damn dishes.”

“We have a dishwasher, why am I not allowed to use it?”

With a shrug, Husk said the same thing he always said when Angel brought it up. “Don’t trust it to get the dishes clean.” It felt like every time Angel insisted on using it, Husk had to go and wash at least half the dishes again by hand anyway.

Rolling his eyes, Angel lifted up all four of his hands, pinching his hands together in the familiar Italian gesture. “Stronzo, I swear-”

Before he could go into his usual rant, Husk dropped him onto the bed with no warning.

“Oof! Hey!” Even as he pretended to look indignant at being dropped, Angel giggled, a playful gleam in his eyes. “What, no bath?” He stretched his legs out, his arms lifting above his head, and Husk felt his tail flick as he took in every long inch of him. “C’mon, baby, you promised!”

“I can’t hold you and get the bath ready at the same time, dummy.” Husk leaned down and kissed Angel briefly, a soft kiss that Angel smiled against. “Just stay here and relax for a few minutes. Here.” Husk stood straight and looked around, and with a grunt, went to one of Angel’s piles of clothes and scooped up a dozing Fat Nuggets, who snorted in surprise as Husk brought him over to his dad. “So you don’t get lonely,” he said as he placed him in Angel’s lap.

Eyes bright, the way they always got when he saw Nuggets as if it was the very first time, Angel cooed, “Hey, baby! Awe, look at my little boy.” Completely forgetting about Husk, Angel lifted Nuggets up and rubbed their noses together, who snorted happily at the attention, little curly tail wagging a mile a minute.

Chuckling fondly, Husk smiled at Angel warmly before he turned to the bathroom to start running a bath. He loved that man.

And, he thought with a swish of his tail before he disappeared into the bathroom, maybe this upcoming dinner would be a good time to bring out the ring he had stashed in his sock drawer.