How many days of surprise snow is this?
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cornerofmadnessI love snow but even I'm tired of this.
Work went well but I was standing around talking to J and L when my knee gave way to the point I had to be sat down. The knee cap wasn't tracking but that happens with me and it's an easy fix. I didn't think much of it as I headed to Gallipolis.
I wanted to go to Aldi's. It's been there forever but it's also 20 miles from me so I wasn't sure I wanted to go there and then thought you'd dumb. You're in Gallipolis at least every other week (it's only 10 miles from work) Everyone told me how great Aldi's is.
Maybe...just not this one. The produce wasn't much better or cheaper than Kroger (the eggs were more) I don't eat a lot of frozen food or food in a box so that wasn't great. No pet section period. What it did have that I liked was cheese. OMG the cheese. My Kroger's cheese offerings suck ass. I have to go to the one in Athens 40 miles away if I want cheese that's not Kraft's or Sargento's.
I went for dinner fixings. Unless a cheese and olive plate is dinner I failed. I got a semi-soft coffee rubbed goat (yum), a soft everything bagel goat (YUM), a smoked gouda (good taste, weird texture) Wensydale of apricot and white chocolate (good but also weird texture) and halloumi 'fries' (didn't make them yet)
I went home and by dinner I realize something when I could see my knee...maybe I shouldn't have been walking that much. The scar is indented in badly. I'm like was that pop the fibular head breaking again? I'm neuropathic so I'm not going to feel it. Did the medial cartilage pop out and the knee has collapsed down on that side? Also very possible, hurts over there (that side has intact nerves) it's swollen. It's hurting a lot now. I will have to keep an eye on it. I should put ice on it but I keep forgetting to get it out of the freezer (eye roll)
I do have a story scene for spikesgirl58's 6 word challenge. The six words were
Precision, Strike, Mill, Cord, Way, & Recommend
“You’re sure about this?”
Angel opened the arcs of his secondary eyes, regarding Husk carefully. It was about the hundredth time Husk had worried about Angel’s new toy. Of course once they were naked was the time he chose to ask about it for the hundredth and first time.
“I trust you to respect my boundaries,” he said, his gaze slipping away. “Ironic after what I did to yours all those times.”
Husk caught Angel’s chin gently, tipping his face up. “Water under the bridge. You were purposely trying to keep me at a distance to protect yourself. It’s forgiven, you know that.”
Angel nodded. “Setting all the wrong mood right now, ain’t I?”
“That’s why I feel I need to ask again, are you sure?”
“I’m fine. This is something I want to do. Honestly, it’s not one of his kinks so Val rarely wrote it into the scripts. I don’t have a lot of bad memories wrapped up in violet ray wands.” Angel touched the electro-play toy on his bed.
Husk preferred using Angel’s room whenever they decided they’d play into Angel’s submissive side. He wanted Angel to be as comfortable as he could be and Angel loved him for it. He’d been so mistreated on screen and by Valentino privately that it was taking time and effort to reclaim his love of submission. That he trusted Husk went a long way in to helping with that.
Taking the toy from Angel, Husk turned it on and the glass wand glowed with a purplish light. He zapped one of his own fingers and lifted an eyebrow at Angel.
“Here, hold it this way and the shock is less.” Angel maneuvered Husk’s hand to demonstrate, angling the small glass bulb at the end of the wand. “If you do it this way, it packs more punch.” He rotated it back. “I love it on my belly and butt, arms, and legs. Keep it away from my face and junk.”
“I wouldn’t dream of zapping you in the dick.” Husk turned the toy off. “I remember when these things were considered medicine.” He eyed the wand. “And when they were sued for quackery. Didn’t know people were using them to get off.”
“People will use almost anything to get off. Trust me, if you’re the right person for it, the buzz and shock of electrostimulation is amazing.” Angel shivered in anticipation.
Husk’s expression said he needed more convincing. “And you’re sure you want tied up for this.”
“That’s half the fun. Ozzie sent the most delightful gift basket of new toys to try. Look at this.” Angel snared a length of cord. “Glows in the dark so it pairs real well with low lights and electro-play.”
Husk snorted. “Most people talk cheese and wine pairings. You go all in on sex toy pairings.”
Angel cupped Husk’s fluffy cheeks and hauled him close. “You love it.”
“I do,” Husk replied, his voice deep and rumbling.
Angel booped the end of Husk’s adorable heart-shaped nose and tossed himself on the bed. “Of course, you’ll have to catch me to tie me up.”
“And straight into brat play. So be it.” Husk jumped on the mattress with him.
Angel did not make it hard for Husk to capture him because he was worried he might accidentally trigger himself. He and Husk had had a long talk at the beginning of introducing bondage and submission into their play and Angel had to admit to the fact he was damaged. It flew in the face of everything he’d been raised to do: never admit a weakness but he wanted to be able to enjoy some of the things Val had stolen from him again. To do so, he needed to face up to the fact he bore scars. Husk - who had scars of his own – understood without judgement. It was like he wanted Angel to fall madly in love with him, the bastard. Angel grinned at the thought.
One of Husk’s requests for this was Angel couldn’t parrot any cheesy lines back from his movies about big bad daddies or well, anything. No porn talk. That had been hard at first because it was so ingrained. Angel pivoted to telling Husk how he wanted things and that had worked for him. Now, they barely needed words to know how to please each other.
Husk caught Angel’s ankle and tugged him gently toward him. Their groins pressed together, arousal just beginning to stir. He pulled the glow in the dark cord between his hands until it made a delightful snap. “How do you want me to do this?”
Angel licked his lips, his mouth going dry as his brain emptied of thoughts other than being under Husk’s tender control or at least it had been tender. Husk could be rough if he wanted to but they were slowly working up to it. “Just a chest harness tonight. I think my arms should be free so I can teach you how to use that violet ray wand better. Tonight it’s more about looking pretty than me being helpless.”
“Fair. Any pattern in mind?”
Angel stole a kiss from his lips. “Just make me pretty.”
Grinning, Husk pushed Angel back against the soft sheets. The precision with which the man made knots would have gotten him a starring role if he wanted to make porn. Husk had been a fast study in the art of shibari. Angel had sent him off to a friend to learn and damned if he didn’t master the techniques fast. Husk reminded him he’d been a magician. He had talented hands, god, so talented. No, not God. The things Husk did with those hands were unholy. They should get Lucifer’s stamp of approval.
As Husk tried to loop the cord around him, Angel wiggled his hips increasing the pressure between them. Husk pinned him but the moment he let go to work the ropes, Angel started squirming again. A deep chuckle rumbled in Husk’s throat.
“Absolute brat.”
“I might need a spanking.” Angel said, his voice thick like smoke and whiskey. All he needed was a light strike to his hip, that would get his motor going into high gear.
“Not all you need.”
Angel bit back the word ‘daddy.’ He wasn’t sure why it was his go-to word and he desperately needed another. Husk didn’t like kitty or whiskers either. Leaving the dirt talk to the side, Angel wormed away from Husk and earned that light slap he so wanted. He didn’t obey immediately and Husk’s palm warmed the side of his thigh with another gentle blow.
“Are you trying to make this hard?” Husk managed to get the rope under Angel’s torso.
“So very hard.”
“Mmmm.” Husk took a moment to rub their cocks together before slipping out from between Angel’s legs.
Angel worked with him this time, allowing him to knot a pattern around his chest and shoulders. Finally, Husk set him upright against him, his erection pressing against Angel’s narrow backside. As they both gazed into the mirror, Husk ran a hand along Angel’s cheekbone. He had tied a pentagram over Angel’s chest, his white and pink fluff poking through the points of the star.
“You are beautiful,” Husk purred in his ear and Angel’s eyes welled. He was amazing like this. Husk could hold him in his arms and they could just look in the mirror half the night and he’d be ecstatic even if they didn’t make love. Geez, how vain was he?
“You made me pretty,” Angel breathed.
Husk nibbled the crook of Angel’s neck and then slipped off the bed. He killed the lights. The cords glowed on Angel’s chest and he was even more intoxicating this way. Behind him the pink and purple neon hearts around his bed glowed. As he rejoined Angel, Husk took up the wand. Its purple joined the dim decorative lighting.
“Where to start?”
Angel help up a hand. “Here, I recommend trying my arm first. It’s less sensitive. You’ll get used to how the wand works and we have a lot of fun attachments for it.”
“Okay.”
Husk waved the wand tantalizingly over Angel’s skin but not touching him. He groaned at the wait, which dissolved into a small yelp as a thick lightning bolt leapt from the wand to his forearm. An uncertain expression flashed over Husk’s face. This might not be for him, which was okay, if disappointing.
Husk shut it down but only to change out the heads. He put on the comb and raked it through Angel’s fuzz, making it stand on end. Angel wiggled at the sensation. Husk ran it down his arm and over his fingers until they danced. Happy little mewling noises filled the bedroom as Husk combed patterns into Angel’s belly fluff. Angel’s cock arched even further upright as Husk swirled the violet wand down Angel’s thigh and up the other. Once he had Angel’s legs making their spider purring vibrations, he switched to a fat, round wand tip and zapped Angel’s hip.
“Ah, damn, yes!” Angel bucked his hips, his cock waggling.
Husk pulled the wand high in the air as he dipped his head down to kiss the head of Angel’s cock. He didn’t risk accidentally zapping anything Angel didn’t want him to. Concentrating on how Husk’s tongue worked against his shaft, Angel missed seeing that wand come back down and shocked his thigh. He jumped, pushing deeper into Husk’s mouth.
Husk dropped the wand into the sheets so he could steady himself against Angel and torment him with tongue and lips until Angel was panting and begging.
Naturally, Husk tortured him more by letting him pop free before he could achieve release. He picked the wand up with a flourish and like a wizard zapped a pattern in between the star points, giving each region a jolt.
“You’re too good with this. Gonna cum before you’re even in me,” he said.
“Well, that will never do.” Husk smirked but drummed a tattoo of lightning against Angel’s belly leaving him gasping.
With a magician’s sleight of hand, the wand disappeared again and the lube appeared. Husk slicked himself up slow, with showmanship Angel’s costars should take notes on. He dribbled some of the silky lube into his hand, giving Angel a look. Nodding, Angel lifted his hips as he toyed with the shibari ropes on his chest, still glowing merrily. His pink heart had begun to glow as well with whatever made him do that, biolumi…whatever Vox had called it. Angel didn’t care; he just loved that his pink parts could gleam. Husk deserved a little show of his own and he took a moment to enjoy it before his slick fingers explored the cleft of Angel’s ass.
He should have started himself with a toy. Live and learn but Husk’s fingers worked just as well, opening Angel unhurriedly, letting him adjust and enjoy fucking himself on Husk’s fingers. Angel licked his lips as those fingers left his warm depths and he arched his back, waiting for his reward.
Husk sank into him with a soft moan. He moved inside Angel, honey hipped as he stretched out on top of him. The friction and tickle of his fluffy belly against Angel’s cock elicited soft happy pants from Angel. The slow, deliberate movements, nearly pulling free before pushing in deep drove Angel mad. Husk planted kisses on Angel’s bound chest as he thrust into him.
His cock hit Angel’s hidden spot perfectly and Angel came with a sharp cry. He gripped Husk’s shoulders as his lover picked up speed, pounding harder into him. Angel met the thrusts with some of his own, burying Husk even deeper into him until Husk spilled inside him.
He held Husk against him tight as they both caught their breath. Husk softened inside of Angel and finally pulled free. He wormed on the bed until they were face to face, already beginning to fade into that beautiful blissful afterglow somewhere between sleep and wakefulness.
“I wonder…” Husk murmured.
“Wonder what, baby?”
He held up his fingers, electricity jumping between them as if he were charging up his dice. He tapped a finger to Angel’s wrist and the electricity arced between them. Angel sucked in a breath.
“Oh god yes!” He pulled Husk in for a long kiss. When he finally needed air, Angel sat back and side, “We might not even need my wand.”
Husk laughed. “We might be safer with it. I don’t want to lose my head and accidentally blow something off your body but maybe when we first start before we get too excited.”
“I wouldn’t be quick to forgive if you explode my hand.” He snorted. “Or something more important but I like the idea of you being my very own, very wonderful violet wand.”
Angel wrapped Husk back up in his arms, kissing his way to Husk’s ear so he could give it a nibble. Husk wrapped his tail over Angel’s thigh, melting against him. Angel let his eyes shut. Outside he heard the motor on Pentious’ airship, like some giant windmill. Was he off to find a little loving with Cherri tonight? Angel wished all his friends the bliss he was wrapped up in right now. This experiment had been wonderful, another something he’d gotten back for himself. He’d introduce Husk to the more advanced wand tips down the road. All he wanted in this moment was to luxuriate in Husk’s arms, his body, heart, and head completely content.
And here are the fannish 50 story recs of the week
the winner takes it all wip Hazbin Hotel
A Little TLC Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Always Be My Loser wip Hazbin Hotel
First Line Of Defence Torchwood
In a Family Way Man from Uncle
Vices and Virtues wip Hazbin Hotel
Here We Are at the Start
镇魂 | Guardian
On Valentine's Day FAKE
The Night Before 9-1-1
Confrontation and the Next Steps Teen Wolf
Work went well but I was standing around talking to J and L when my knee gave way to the point I had to be sat down. The knee cap wasn't tracking but that happens with me and it's an easy fix. I didn't think much of it as I headed to Gallipolis.
I wanted to go to Aldi's. It's been there forever but it's also 20 miles from me so I wasn't sure I wanted to go there and then thought you'd dumb. You're in Gallipolis at least every other week (it's only 10 miles from work) Everyone told me how great Aldi's is.
Maybe...just not this one. The produce wasn't much better or cheaper than Kroger (the eggs were more) I don't eat a lot of frozen food or food in a box so that wasn't great. No pet section period. What it did have that I liked was cheese. OMG the cheese. My Kroger's cheese offerings suck ass. I have to go to the one in Athens 40 miles away if I want cheese that's not Kraft's or Sargento's.
I went for dinner fixings. Unless a cheese and olive plate is dinner I failed. I got a semi-soft coffee rubbed goat (yum), a soft everything bagel goat (YUM), a smoked gouda (good taste, weird texture) Wensydale of apricot and white chocolate (good but also weird texture) and halloumi 'fries' (didn't make them yet)
I went home and by dinner I realize something when I could see my knee...maybe I shouldn't have been walking that much. The scar is indented in badly. I'm like was that pop the fibular head breaking again? I'm neuropathic so I'm not going to feel it. Did the medial cartilage pop out and the knee has collapsed down on that side? Also very possible, hurts over there (that side has intact nerves) it's swollen. It's hurting a lot now. I will have to keep an eye on it. I should put ice on it but I keep forgetting to get it out of the freezer (eye roll)
I do have a story scene for spikesgirl58's 6 word challenge. The six words were
Precision, Strike, Mill, Cord, Way, & Recommend
“You’re sure about this?”
Angel opened the arcs of his secondary eyes, regarding Husk carefully. It was about the hundredth time Husk had worried about Angel’s new toy. Of course once they were naked was the time he chose to ask about it for the hundredth and first time.
“I trust you to respect my boundaries,” he said, his gaze slipping away. “Ironic after what I did to yours all those times.”
Husk caught Angel’s chin gently, tipping his face up. “Water under the bridge. You were purposely trying to keep me at a distance to protect yourself. It’s forgiven, you know that.”
Angel nodded. “Setting all the wrong mood right now, ain’t I?”
“That’s why I feel I need to ask again, are you sure?”
“I’m fine. This is something I want to do. Honestly, it’s not one of his kinks so Val rarely wrote it into the scripts. I don’t have a lot of bad memories wrapped up in violet ray wands.” Angel touched the electro-play toy on his bed.
Husk preferred using Angel’s room whenever they decided they’d play into Angel’s submissive side. He wanted Angel to be as comfortable as he could be and Angel loved him for it. He’d been so mistreated on screen and by Valentino privately that it was taking time and effort to reclaim his love of submission. That he trusted Husk went a long way in to helping with that.
Taking the toy from Angel, Husk turned it on and the glass wand glowed with a purplish light. He zapped one of his own fingers and lifted an eyebrow at Angel.
“Here, hold it this way and the shock is less.” Angel maneuvered Husk’s hand to demonstrate, angling the small glass bulb at the end of the wand. “If you do it this way, it packs more punch.” He rotated it back. “I love it on my belly and butt, arms, and legs. Keep it away from my face and junk.”
“I wouldn’t dream of zapping you in the dick.” Husk turned the toy off. “I remember when these things were considered medicine.” He eyed the wand. “And when they were sued for quackery. Didn’t know people were using them to get off.”
“People will use almost anything to get off. Trust me, if you’re the right person for it, the buzz and shock of electrostimulation is amazing.” Angel shivered in anticipation.
Husk’s expression said he needed more convincing. “And you’re sure you want tied up for this.”
“That’s half the fun. Ozzie sent the most delightful gift basket of new toys to try. Look at this.” Angel snared a length of cord. “Glows in the dark so it pairs real well with low lights and electro-play.”
Husk snorted. “Most people talk cheese and wine pairings. You go all in on sex toy pairings.”
Angel cupped Husk’s fluffy cheeks and hauled him close. “You love it.”
“I do,” Husk replied, his voice deep and rumbling.
Angel booped the end of Husk’s adorable heart-shaped nose and tossed himself on the bed. “Of course, you’ll have to catch me to tie me up.”
“And straight into brat play. So be it.” Husk jumped on the mattress with him.
Angel did not make it hard for Husk to capture him because he was worried he might accidentally trigger himself. He and Husk had had a long talk at the beginning of introducing bondage and submission into their play and Angel had to admit to the fact he was damaged. It flew in the face of everything he’d been raised to do: never admit a weakness but he wanted to be able to enjoy some of the things Val had stolen from him again. To do so, he needed to face up to the fact he bore scars. Husk - who had scars of his own – understood without judgement. It was like he wanted Angel to fall madly in love with him, the bastard. Angel grinned at the thought.
One of Husk’s requests for this was Angel couldn’t parrot any cheesy lines back from his movies about big bad daddies or well, anything. No porn talk. That had been hard at first because it was so ingrained. Angel pivoted to telling Husk how he wanted things and that had worked for him. Now, they barely needed words to know how to please each other.
Husk caught Angel’s ankle and tugged him gently toward him. Their groins pressed together, arousal just beginning to stir. He pulled the glow in the dark cord between his hands until it made a delightful snap. “How do you want me to do this?”
Angel licked his lips, his mouth going dry as his brain emptied of thoughts other than being under Husk’s tender control or at least it had been tender. Husk could be rough if he wanted to but they were slowly working up to it. “Just a chest harness tonight. I think my arms should be free so I can teach you how to use that violet ray wand better. Tonight it’s more about looking pretty than me being helpless.”
“Fair. Any pattern in mind?”
Angel stole a kiss from his lips. “Just make me pretty.”
Grinning, Husk pushed Angel back against the soft sheets. The precision with which the man made knots would have gotten him a starring role if he wanted to make porn. Husk had been a fast study in the art of shibari. Angel had sent him off to a friend to learn and damned if he didn’t master the techniques fast. Husk reminded him he’d been a magician. He had talented hands, god, so talented. No, not God. The things Husk did with those hands were unholy. They should get Lucifer’s stamp of approval.
As Husk tried to loop the cord around him, Angel wiggled his hips increasing the pressure between them. Husk pinned him but the moment he let go to work the ropes, Angel started squirming again. A deep chuckle rumbled in Husk’s throat.
“Absolute brat.”
“I might need a spanking.” Angel said, his voice thick like smoke and whiskey. All he needed was a light strike to his hip, that would get his motor going into high gear.
“Not all you need.”
Angel bit back the word ‘daddy.’ He wasn’t sure why it was his go-to word and he desperately needed another. Husk didn’t like kitty or whiskers either. Leaving the dirt talk to the side, Angel wormed away from Husk and earned that light slap he so wanted. He didn’t obey immediately and Husk’s palm warmed the side of his thigh with another gentle blow.
“Are you trying to make this hard?” Husk managed to get the rope under Angel’s torso.
“So very hard.”
“Mmmm.” Husk took a moment to rub their cocks together before slipping out from between Angel’s legs.
Angel worked with him this time, allowing him to knot a pattern around his chest and shoulders. Finally, Husk set him upright against him, his erection pressing against Angel’s narrow backside. As they both gazed into the mirror, Husk ran a hand along Angel’s cheekbone. He had tied a pentagram over Angel’s chest, his white and pink fluff poking through the points of the star.
“You are beautiful,” Husk purred in his ear and Angel’s eyes welled. He was amazing like this. Husk could hold him in his arms and they could just look in the mirror half the night and he’d be ecstatic even if they didn’t make love. Geez, how vain was he?
“You made me pretty,” Angel breathed.
Husk nibbled the crook of Angel’s neck and then slipped off the bed. He killed the lights. The cords glowed on Angel’s chest and he was even more intoxicating this way. Behind him the pink and purple neon hearts around his bed glowed. As he rejoined Angel, Husk took up the wand. Its purple joined the dim decorative lighting.
“Where to start?”
Angel help up a hand. “Here, I recommend trying my arm first. It’s less sensitive. You’ll get used to how the wand works and we have a lot of fun attachments for it.”
“Okay.”
Husk waved the wand tantalizingly over Angel’s skin but not touching him. He groaned at the wait, which dissolved into a small yelp as a thick lightning bolt leapt from the wand to his forearm. An uncertain expression flashed over Husk’s face. This might not be for him, which was okay, if disappointing.
Husk shut it down but only to change out the heads. He put on the comb and raked it through Angel’s fuzz, making it stand on end. Angel wiggled at the sensation. Husk ran it down his arm and over his fingers until they danced. Happy little mewling noises filled the bedroom as Husk combed patterns into Angel’s belly fluff. Angel’s cock arched even further upright as Husk swirled the violet wand down Angel’s thigh and up the other. Once he had Angel’s legs making their spider purring vibrations, he switched to a fat, round wand tip and zapped Angel’s hip.
“Ah, damn, yes!” Angel bucked his hips, his cock waggling.
Husk pulled the wand high in the air as he dipped his head down to kiss the head of Angel’s cock. He didn’t risk accidentally zapping anything Angel didn’t want him to. Concentrating on how Husk’s tongue worked against his shaft, Angel missed seeing that wand come back down and shocked his thigh. He jumped, pushing deeper into Husk’s mouth.
Husk dropped the wand into the sheets so he could steady himself against Angel and torment him with tongue and lips until Angel was panting and begging.
Naturally, Husk tortured him more by letting him pop free before he could achieve release. He picked the wand up with a flourish and like a wizard zapped a pattern in between the star points, giving each region a jolt.
“You’re too good with this. Gonna cum before you’re even in me,” he said.
“Well, that will never do.” Husk smirked but drummed a tattoo of lightning against Angel’s belly leaving him gasping.
With a magician’s sleight of hand, the wand disappeared again and the lube appeared. Husk slicked himself up slow, with showmanship Angel’s costars should take notes on. He dribbled some of the silky lube into his hand, giving Angel a look. Nodding, Angel lifted his hips as he toyed with the shibari ropes on his chest, still glowing merrily. His pink heart had begun to glow as well with whatever made him do that, biolumi…whatever Vox had called it. Angel didn’t care; he just loved that his pink parts could gleam. Husk deserved a little show of his own and he took a moment to enjoy it before his slick fingers explored the cleft of Angel’s ass.
He should have started himself with a toy. Live and learn but Husk’s fingers worked just as well, opening Angel unhurriedly, letting him adjust and enjoy fucking himself on Husk’s fingers. Angel licked his lips as those fingers left his warm depths and he arched his back, waiting for his reward.
Husk sank into him with a soft moan. He moved inside Angel, honey hipped as he stretched out on top of him. The friction and tickle of his fluffy belly against Angel’s cock elicited soft happy pants from Angel. The slow, deliberate movements, nearly pulling free before pushing in deep drove Angel mad. Husk planted kisses on Angel’s bound chest as he thrust into him.
His cock hit Angel’s hidden spot perfectly and Angel came with a sharp cry. He gripped Husk’s shoulders as his lover picked up speed, pounding harder into him. Angel met the thrusts with some of his own, burying Husk even deeper into him until Husk spilled inside him.
He held Husk against him tight as they both caught their breath. Husk softened inside of Angel and finally pulled free. He wormed on the bed until they were face to face, already beginning to fade into that beautiful blissful afterglow somewhere between sleep and wakefulness.
“I wonder…” Husk murmured.
“Wonder what, baby?”
He held up his fingers, electricity jumping between them as if he were charging up his dice. He tapped a finger to Angel’s wrist and the electricity arced between them. Angel sucked in a breath.
“Oh god yes!” He pulled Husk in for a long kiss. When he finally needed air, Angel sat back and side, “We might not even need my wand.”
Husk laughed. “We might be safer with it. I don’t want to lose my head and accidentally blow something off your body but maybe when we first start before we get too excited.”
“I wouldn’t be quick to forgive if you explode my hand.” He snorted. “Or something more important but I like the idea of you being my very own, very wonderful violet wand.”
Angel wrapped Husk back up in his arms, kissing his way to Husk’s ear so he could give it a nibble. Husk wrapped his tail over Angel’s thigh, melting against him. Angel let his eyes shut. Outside he heard the motor on Pentious’ airship, like some giant windmill. Was he off to find a little loving with Cherri tonight? Angel wished all his friends the bliss he was wrapped up in right now. This experiment had been wonderful, another something he’d gotten back for himself. He’d introduce Husk to the more advanced wand tips down the road. All he wanted in this moment was to luxuriate in Husk’s arms, his body, heart, and head completely content.
And here are the fannish 50 story recs of the week
the winner takes it all wip Hazbin Hotel
A Little TLC Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Always Be My Loser wip Hazbin Hotel
First Line Of Defence Torchwood
In a Family Way Man from Uncle
Vices and Virtues wip Hazbin Hotel
Here We Are at the Start
镇魂 | Guardian
On Valentine's Day FAKE
The Night Before 9-1-1
Confrontation and the Next Steps Teen Wolf
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Date: 2025-02-22 08:44 am (UTC)That's definitely one of my favorite dinners, so it counts IMO!!
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Date: 2025-02-22 09:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-02-22 01:07 pm (UTC)Yay cheese!
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Date: 2025-02-22 08:53 pm (UTC)always yay for cheese