Fannish Friday
Jul. 25th, 2025 09:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cornerofmadnessJust as I was finishing this post, the browser freaked and lost the post. Usually that's not a problem. DW saves a draft. This time it did not. UGh
I did get to go to Bacon Jam today, that new restaurant. Had a honey chili crisp bacon grilled cheese with a bit of soup. It was good, real good. The latte was less exciting.
Let's get to the fannish stuff and since SDCC is going on there's plenty but before that I could use some help. I got another![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
comment_bingo card and I have two tough ones, romantic fandom and a story from a rec list. Anyone have either for me (I could probably pull the rec list from some of you who do challenges and put up stories but man, romantic?!?)
And here's my story. Maybe someone will like it
Title: Maybe He’s No Romeo
Summary: Knowing he only has a short window of time before Valentino’s respawned, Angel desperately wants to go to a certain overlord’s mansion filled with all the best booze and sex toys. Boosting his brother’s car, Angel heads to Husker’s for a day of fun.
Rating: explicit
Notes: Written for the summer of the 69 challenge for the prompt of sopping wet 69 and for spikesgirl58’s six word challenge. The six words were Jail, Invite Ladder, Drive, Drug & Parallel. It’s also written for the allbingo prompt of midnight kiss as well as the lyrical titles album challenge 2025 .I’m using the Footloose album and the song this time is Let's Hear It for the Boy by Deniece Williams.
This is a sequel to my unconventional courtship story, Dandelion which you can read here. if you’d like. All you need to know if you’re not in the mood for longer fic is Husker is the gambling overlord known for throwing wild sex parties and he and Angel had to team up to keep Charlie safe from a delusional sinner. This sequel is an unapologetic PWP.
Let's hear it for the boy
Let's give the boy a hand
Let's hear it for my baby
Let’s Hear It For the Boy by Deniece Willias
Husker leaned against the door jamb, smiling. He was shirtless, wearing only a bright pair of Bermuda shorts that made Angel’s heart ache. Who knew he was so unfashionable when he was lounging around home?
“I knew you’d take advantage of Valentino still being out of commission to invite yourself over for a little turn in my playground.” Stepping back, he gestured for Angel to enter his mansion. “I’m sure I can find a little time to get drunk and screw.”
Angel snorted. “No one is gonna mistake you as a Romeo, Husky.” He sashayed into the mansion because he absolutely had stolen his brother’s car so he could drive to Husker’s estate hoping to play with Husker’s array of sex toys while Valentino was still comatose after getting his brains blown out. He wouldn’t have a chance to come to the mansion after Val respawned. He’d dressed up in his best little black dress and pink rhinestones. He might as well have worn his black shorty shorts and pink and white tux.
“So, this ain’t a booty call?” Husker trailed his gaze up the long expanse of leg Angel had showing. He’d worn glittery heels instead of his boots. He had a little velvet purse over one arm and a bag of shower accessories because he planned on getting thoroughly wrecked.
“Oh, it’s a booty call but damn, I do like to be wooed a little. Not here’s some whiskey, get on your knees.” He rolled his eyes.
Husker held up his hands. “You’re right. Sorry. Come in, Angel. May I get you a drink while we talk about what toys we want to play with?”
Angel shot him a sour look. “Better but still not great. Got any gin? I’m in the mood for a Tom Collins or a Lemon drop if you have vodka. I’m in the mood for something lemony and sour, guess that’s why I’m here with you.”
Husker narrowed his eyes. “You’re still a smartass.”
“Always babe.” Angel followed Husker into the home, taking it all in. The last – and first – time he’d been inside it was to protect Charlie from a crazy stalker and it had been packed with partiers. He hadn’t had time to appreciate the opulence of the place. Marble floors, lush fabrics on the furniture, paintings that made Angel want to stop and examine their beauty – Hell seemed to have no shortage of creative people. He let out a low whistle in spite of himself.
“I didn’t really appreciate your place before but I love it. I’m sorry I won’t be able to come here more often. Once Valentino wakes up….”
“We already agreed I’d come to the hotel under the guise of scoping it out so I can take bets on the losers trying to redeem themselves.”
“We did but my hotel room isn’t as exciting as this.” Angel ran a finger over the bar top since Husker had gone behind the bar to fix him his drink.
“No, but it’ll do.” Husk took down a bottle of gin.
Angel couldn’t argue that. It wouldn’t be nearly as exciting as Husker’s mansion. They’d have to be more…conventional. Most of his toys were vibrators and shackles. Husker had spreader bars, entire sex dungeons, swings in actually freaking trees, not to mention that pool. God, yes, he needed to do the pool again. Also, at the hotel they’d have to be quiet. Vaggie and Charlie might be allowed to screw all they wanted but porn stars were held to a higher standard judging by the whole ‘no premarital sex’ skit they had performed to rehabilitate themselves and the fact Vaggie always had something to say about his lifestyle.
“Could we do the pool again this time? I know you have so many other flavors of things to try but I really want to return the favor. Your underwater blow job technique was pretty damned amazing. I want to give that another try.”
Husker smirked. “You won’t hear me say no.” He pushed the cocktail he’d been mixing to Angel. He’d made one for himself as well.
“It’s not all I want to try.”
“I’m listening and I’ve seen you eyeing that spreader again. We’ll talk about that one down the road.” Husker swirled his drink around before taking a sip.
Angel scowled slightly. “You planning to bring it to the hotel? Val isn’t going to be out of commission forever.”
Husker held up a finger. “He still owes me one free night with you that I don’t plan to let him renege on.”
“And if he wants to use me to get you in a position he can manipulate you or wants you to buy more nights? We agreed we didn’t want this to be transactional.” They hadn’t really agreed, he reminded himself. They had put it out there once and they both were on the same page. It meant a lot to Angel that his time with Husker, even if it was short, was not him servicing a client.
“I’ll tell him I was right. You really aren’t my type. I’m a gambler, kid. I know how to read people and manipulate them easily as well as Valentino if not better.” Husker cocked his head to the side. “If that idea bothers you, we don’t have to do it.”
Angel sipped his cocktail. “This is good. And I guess, I’m just wondering why do you want to wait?”
Husker flattened his ears a little. “I’ve seen how Valentino treats you, Angel and I’ve seen your movies.”
“You’re not a fan of them.” That still stung more than Angel wanted to admit.
“Valentino’s scripts suck. The point is, I’ve watched you in several absolutely brutal bondage scenes. There was nothing sexy about them. You weren’t acting in them. You were in actual pain, more than you probably wanted.”
Angel looked away, pushing his cocktail aside. His hand trembled as he tried to rein in his emotions as Husker cut too close to the bone. He concentrated on the painting on the far wall. He hadn’t lived long enough to see Mafia-era Las Vegas but from his brother’s descriptions – having been sent out there many times to oversee operations – Angel knew he was looking at it in that picture. What did it mean to Husker? “What of it?”
“I’m not saying this to bring up pain, Angel. I want to be sure that you truly want to play with the spreader but I’m not expecting you to do bondage with me. I saw how you lit up that first time with the mermaid shackles even before we used them so I know you are into some of it. But I don’t know your limits. I want to know that. I will respect it so before we get deep into me dominating you, I want to know what you want out of it. What’s your hard no kinks? What hand signal do you want to use if you get too far into sub space you go non-verbal? You have no idea what my likes are either.”
“Do you switch with domination-submission like you do with anal?” Angel asked softly.
“I’m a switch all the way around. If you want to try your hand at dominating me, we can certainly talk about that too but I thought maybe we can table that for another time because I give it a few hours before Arackniss realizes who stole his car and shows up here to shoot you in the ass. I’d prefer it if that didn’t happen while you’re on top of me.” Husker’s golden eyes gleamed.
Angel chuckled. “Thanks for lightening the mood a little. Actually I think Arackniss might have a little jail where he tortures people who did him wrong.”
“I believe you call that a dungeon.”
“And not the fun kind, not that my brother would know what to do with the fun dungeons.” Angel swallowed a laugh at the mental images of Arackniss trying to navigate a sex dungeon. “I hate to admit it but you’re not wrong. I always did have an interest in bondage and submission, something I didn’t get to do much when alive, given the time period and how few men I felt safe bringing to my home. Valentino took that interest and used it to hurt me for his pleasure, not mine. I don’t even know what I would like to try. I should think about it.”
“And we can always encourage the ladies to go out for a night on the town and I can bring a few toys with me to the hotel. You might feel more secure in your own space than mine.”
“True. Might even be able to talk Cherri into letting me borrow her place only I wouldn’t want to do that too much. It’s a lot to ask and, frankly, I don’t trust Vox not to have drones outside of her home. He knows I go there a lot.” Angel drained his cocktail in two swallows, nerves running up his spine. “Also could borrow Arackniss’ place…you know when I know he’s off on a mission somewhere and won’t be back for a day or two.”
“You really do want to get us shot!” Husker shook his head. “Okay, so bondage another time. Pool today.”
Angel nodded. That was something easy to agree to. “Got anything else out there but the mermaid cuffs?”
“Oh yes, we have a few options. Want another drink or shall we get wet?” Husker winced realizing he had stepped right into it. “And if you say anything about already being wet….”
Angel licked his smiling lips. “You know the answer to that.”
Husker tsked and rolled his eyes. He walked around the bar and held out a hand. Angel slipped his hand into his and let the overlord lead the way.
# # #
“How do you want me?” Angel draped himself on the swimming pool slide’s ladder.
Husker tossed a basket of fun stuff down next to Angel’s little velvet bag close to the pool’s edge but where it shouldn’t get too splashed. “In so many ways, babe. You can get in the pool any time.”
Angel scrambled up the ladder and went down the slide. He hadn’t been down a pool slide in hell. How had that never come up in any of Val’s movies, not even in his Cannibal Pool Boy movie? Too fun and whimsical for Val. The sensation was weird as the wet slide played a little unkindly with his fuzzy butt. He hit the pool’s bottom, his bright aqua shoes glittering in the dappled sun filtering down. Angel pushed off and broke water in time to see Husker turning on the pool’s waterfall.
“Oh, that is the berries.” Angel flushed as he forgot himself. Valentino hated when he fell back into the old slang from his youth.
“I’d have said bee’s knees.” Husker lifted off, the downbeat of his wings making the water ripple. He set down in the water with Angel making him suddenly sad. How pretty did Husker look flying and now his wings would be too wet.
Angel glided up close. “Next time, maybe even later today, can I see you fly more? You’re gorgeous when you fly.”
Husker glanced away shyly and Angel was sure he was blushing under all that fur. “You’re crazy.”
“Probably but I ain’t lying.”
“We’ll talk.”
“Can I get right before we start?” Angel pointed to his bag. Surely Husker knew what he meant.
“I don’t mind.”
“Thanks. Probably should have done this back at the bar.”
Angel tugged the purse closer as Husker dragged over the basket of toys. Angel fished his coke out of the purse and poured out two parallel lines of the drug. He snorted them up with his metal straw. The cocaine pounded its way into his system and he let out a happy sound at the feeling. Glancing over, he saw Husker had taken out a fresh-from-the-factory, boxed butt plug and waterproof lube.
“In case you’re interested.” Husker nodded to the box. “Waterproof. I have mine as well.”
“Ooo, yes please.”
“You did say you were interested in returning oral favors so I thought we might want to light that up even more.” Husker ran a hand over Angel’s wet hair. “And I had some ideas that don’t include the mermaid shackles.”
“Oh?” Angel lifted his eyebrows and Husker whispered his plan in his ear. “Damn, yes, I’m down for that.”
Angel unboxed the plug, checked out the remote control settings and lubed it up. Husker had already done the same to his. The one in the box was a nice size plug, good for all levels of expertise and Angel loved that Husker hadn’t assumed he wanted something the size of a tin can up his ass like so many others had. He eased the toy inside him and set the speed on slow. He didn’t want to cum all over the pool in sixty seconds.
Husker took his hand and waded Angel over to the waterfall. Angel swung them both under it, his mouth questing for Husker’s as he pulled him closer. With the plug buzzing along merrily inside him, Angel was already hard. His cock slid alongside Husker’s between their hips and bellies. The waterfall cascaded over them as they kissed, tongues exploring in time with their fingers.
Finally Husker whisked them out of the waterfall back toward the toy basket and shallower waters. He fished something out of the basket. “You wanted to be the one underwater this time and I know you can do this unless it was all stunt doubles and camera angles.”
“I always did my own stunts, babe.” Angel nipped Husker’s neck as he wrapped his legs around Husker’s waist. Putting his hands on the pool’s lip, he hiked himself half out of the pool, letting water roll down him. “I know what you want. I can do it but since you wanted to know my hard nos, you can play with my hair while I’m going down on you but please don’t hold my head or try to force me. I want to set my own pace and depth.”
“I understand.” Husker nuzzled into Angel’s wet chest fluff. He teased out one of Angel’s nipples, circling it with his lightly barbed tongue. Angel hissed in pleasure, his head dropping back as he arched his back to give Husker better access. Husker moved to the other nipple as Angel dug his fingers into Husker’s fur, massaging his scalp.
Supporting Angel with one strong hand, Husker reached back to pick up the thing he had taken from the basket. Angel grinned realizing what it was, a little vibrating bullet on a band. Husker slipped the band over his tongue.
“Oh, this is going to be fun.” Angel reached back under the water and stroked Husker with his lowest set of arms.
Husker merely grinned and helped Angel invert himself. He braced himself on Husker’s shoulders so Husker could have full access to his erection. Angel gasped as Husker pressed the bullet just under the head of his cock. He swirled that vibrating bit of metal around Angel’s shaft, taking him deep without hesitation.
Taking a big breath, Angel submerged himself. The crystalline water bubbled around him as he opened up to treat himself to Husker’s thick cock. He had big shoes to fill after the underwater bee jay Husker had given him, added to the fact the overlord had obviously seen Angel’s underwater movie scenes. He knew what Angel was capable of. He didn’t want to disappoint.
He circled his tongue around Husker’s shaft, already floating toward bliss as the vibrations against his cock crashed against the ones thrumming deep inside him from the plug. He caressed Husker’s jewels as he sucked on him. Husker’s claws gently dug into his hips as his lover held him, keeping true to his promise. He let Angel’s head free and supported his torso whenever Angel had to surface briefly to breathe.
As Angel licked up Husker’s shaft, tenderly tripping it over his foreskin, Husker lapped at his shaft greedily. Angel gasped in a myriad of bubbles, having to surface sooner than expected as the butt plug sped up. Husker must have tapped the remote because the way it buzzed, having changed the pattern to something that drove Angel into a primal headspace. He was in danger of losing himself to the sensations. Catching his breath, he went back under but put his lips against Husker’s belly. He was too close to spilling and he had too many teeth if he involuntarily clenched his jaw.
More bubbles surfaced as Angel bellowed his climax under the water. Husker swallowed him down but then helped Angel off his shoulders. Angel floated on the surface of the water too blissed out to do more. Husker kept a hand under his back supporting him. When he let his eyes flutter open to Husker’s smiling face, Angel reached up to caress Husker’s cheek.
“Want to finish on the steps?” Husker asked and Angel nodded languidly.
He doggy paddled over – he’d been a strong swimmer in life but this many limbs was hard to control in the water. Tiled steps seemed like a good way to fall into the pool but they were slick and cool under him. Husker could manage the height difference better on the steps anyhow. Husker met him with kisses as Angel reclined on the steps. Angel let his long legs float up and he extracted the plug from himself.
“Fill me up,” he begged and Husker didn’t disappoint him.
Floating and fucking might be his new favorite thing. Angel pillowed his head with his uppermost arms while the other hands stroked and caressed every part of Husker he could reach as he slowly thrust into Angel. He didn’t need to beg for more. Once Husker found a good rhythm he gave it to Angel, faster, harder, deeper until he reached his bliss. Afterward, he floated next to Angel on the steps, their fingers interlocked.
“Can I stay longer?” Angel asked finally, thinking he might want to rouse Husker before they both fell asleep and potentially would have breathed in water.
“As long as you feel you can do it safely.”
“If Arackniss ain’t found me by now, he ain’t gonna.” Angel glanced up not seeing any VoxTek drones but they could have missed them. Time would tell. For now, he was going to push it. “I can stay.”
# # #
This time Angel found out which room in the mansion was Husker’s bedroom suite. His bed was amazingly soft and he never wanted to leave it. He snuggled down deeper into the bedding, his head nestled on Husker’s chest. Husker soothed him, playing with his hair.
Just as he was super comfortable, his belly growled loud enough for Saint Peter to hear way up on high. Angel sat up. “I’m stupidly hungry.”
“Want me to send food up? I can wake up some staff or we can go raid the kitchen ourselves.”
“Let’s go raiding. We ain’t done it on the kitchen table yet.” Angel grinned.
“It’s midnight, Angel. Surely you’re tired by now.” Husker laughed.
“Me? Oh, no, sweetie, I have lots more energy.” He kissed Husker greedily.
“Food first. Sex later.”
“You’re hoping I’ll get full and sleepy so your old butt can get a nap.”
Husker snorted. “Damn straight.”
“Don’t worry. By the time I’m through with you, you’ll be praying for a second and third winds.”
Husker’s golden gaze fixed on him. “Why do I get the idea you’re going to be the reason I end up double-dead?”
“There you go, being my not-so-Romeo. You might be right but what a way to go!”
“Hard to argue that.” Husker lightly slapped Angel’s thigh. “Let’s go get some midnight snacks.”
“And break a kitchen table.”
“That too.” Husker sat up on the edge of the bed in his silky red boxers. His fur was thoroughly rumpled. Could he look more adorable?
Angel doubted it but maybe surrounded by snacks and Angel’s limbs, Husker might be even cuter. He was damn sure going to find out. This was a day neither of them were going to forget.
And the fannish recs
first up my friendlordgloria's comic Havoc Inc
Party, Interrupted Teen Wolf
Blood Ties Hazbin Hotel
Every Witch Way The Owl House
Hell On Earth Torchwood
Quick To Anger Babylon 5
Nidification The Owl House
Between the sea and the shore The Murderbot Diaries
Small Kindnesses Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Well-Behaved Torchwood
Don't Get Mad... Stargate Atlantis/Real Genius
Party, Interrupted Teen Wolf
Teach an Old Snake New Tricks Hazbin Hotel
I did get to go to Bacon Jam today, that new restaurant. Had a honey chili crisp bacon grilled cheese with a bit of soup. It was good, real good. The latte was less exciting.
Let's get to the fannish stuff and since SDCC is going on there's plenty but before that I could use some help. I got another
comment_bingo card and I have two tough ones, romantic fandom and a story from a rec list. Anyone have either for me (I could probably pull the rec list from some of you who do challenges and put up stories but man, romantic?!?)And here's my story. Maybe someone will like it
Title: Maybe He’s No Romeo
Summary: Knowing he only has a short window of time before Valentino’s respawned, Angel desperately wants to go to a certain overlord’s mansion filled with all the best booze and sex toys. Boosting his brother’s car, Angel heads to Husker’s for a day of fun.
Rating: explicit
Notes: Written for the summer of the 69 challenge for the prompt of sopping wet 69 and for spikesgirl58’s six word challenge. The six words were Jail, Invite Ladder, Drive, Drug & Parallel. It’s also written for the allbingo prompt of midnight kiss as well as the lyrical titles album challenge 2025 .I’m using the Footloose album and the song this time is Let's Hear It for the Boy by Deniece Williams.
This is a sequel to my unconventional courtship story, Dandelion which you can read here. if you’d like. All you need to know if you’re not in the mood for longer fic is Husker is the gambling overlord known for throwing wild sex parties and he and Angel had to team up to keep Charlie safe from a delusional sinner. This sequel is an unapologetic PWP.
Let's hear it for the boy
Let's give the boy a hand
Let's hear it for my baby
Let’s Hear It For the Boy by Deniece Willias
Husker leaned against the door jamb, smiling. He was shirtless, wearing only a bright pair of Bermuda shorts that made Angel’s heart ache. Who knew he was so unfashionable when he was lounging around home?
“I knew you’d take advantage of Valentino still being out of commission to invite yourself over for a little turn in my playground.” Stepping back, he gestured for Angel to enter his mansion. “I’m sure I can find a little time to get drunk and screw.”
Angel snorted. “No one is gonna mistake you as a Romeo, Husky.” He sashayed into the mansion because he absolutely had stolen his brother’s car so he could drive to Husker’s estate hoping to play with Husker’s array of sex toys while Valentino was still comatose after getting his brains blown out. He wouldn’t have a chance to come to the mansion after Val respawned. He’d dressed up in his best little black dress and pink rhinestones. He might as well have worn his black shorty shorts and pink and white tux.
“So, this ain’t a booty call?” Husker trailed his gaze up the long expanse of leg Angel had showing. He’d worn glittery heels instead of his boots. He had a little velvet purse over one arm and a bag of shower accessories because he planned on getting thoroughly wrecked.
“Oh, it’s a booty call but damn, I do like to be wooed a little. Not here’s some whiskey, get on your knees.” He rolled his eyes.
Husker held up his hands. “You’re right. Sorry. Come in, Angel. May I get you a drink while we talk about what toys we want to play with?”
Angel shot him a sour look. “Better but still not great. Got any gin? I’m in the mood for a Tom Collins or a Lemon drop if you have vodka. I’m in the mood for something lemony and sour, guess that’s why I’m here with you.”
Husker narrowed his eyes. “You’re still a smartass.”
“Always babe.” Angel followed Husker into the home, taking it all in. The last – and first – time he’d been inside it was to protect Charlie from a crazy stalker and it had been packed with partiers. He hadn’t had time to appreciate the opulence of the place. Marble floors, lush fabrics on the furniture, paintings that made Angel want to stop and examine their beauty – Hell seemed to have no shortage of creative people. He let out a low whistle in spite of himself.
“I didn’t really appreciate your place before but I love it. I’m sorry I won’t be able to come here more often. Once Valentino wakes up….”
“We already agreed I’d come to the hotel under the guise of scoping it out so I can take bets on the losers trying to redeem themselves.”
“We did but my hotel room isn’t as exciting as this.” Angel ran a finger over the bar top since Husker had gone behind the bar to fix him his drink.
“No, but it’ll do.” Husk took down a bottle of gin.
Angel couldn’t argue that. It wouldn’t be nearly as exciting as Husker’s mansion. They’d have to be more…conventional. Most of his toys were vibrators and shackles. Husker had spreader bars, entire sex dungeons, swings in actually freaking trees, not to mention that pool. God, yes, he needed to do the pool again. Also, at the hotel they’d have to be quiet. Vaggie and Charlie might be allowed to screw all they wanted but porn stars were held to a higher standard judging by the whole ‘no premarital sex’ skit they had performed to rehabilitate themselves and the fact Vaggie always had something to say about his lifestyle.
“Could we do the pool again this time? I know you have so many other flavors of things to try but I really want to return the favor. Your underwater blow job technique was pretty damned amazing. I want to give that another try.”
Husker smirked. “You won’t hear me say no.” He pushed the cocktail he’d been mixing to Angel. He’d made one for himself as well.
“It’s not all I want to try.”
“I’m listening and I’ve seen you eyeing that spreader again. We’ll talk about that one down the road.” Husker swirled his drink around before taking a sip.
Angel scowled slightly. “You planning to bring it to the hotel? Val isn’t going to be out of commission forever.”
Husker held up a finger. “He still owes me one free night with you that I don’t plan to let him renege on.”
“And if he wants to use me to get you in a position he can manipulate you or wants you to buy more nights? We agreed we didn’t want this to be transactional.” They hadn’t really agreed, he reminded himself. They had put it out there once and they both were on the same page. It meant a lot to Angel that his time with Husker, even if it was short, was not him servicing a client.
“I’ll tell him I was right. You really aren’t my type. I’m a gambler, kid. I know how to read people and manipulate them easily as well as Valentino if not better.” Husker cocked his head to the side. “If that idea bothers you, we don’t have to do it.”
Angel sipped his cocktail. “This is good. And I guess, I’m just wondering why do you want to wait?”
Husker flattened his ears a little. “I’ve seen how Valentino treats you, Angel and I’ve seen your movies.”
“You’re not a fan of them.” That still stung more than Angel wanted to admit.
“Valentino’s scripts suck. The point is, I’ve watched you in several absolutely brutal bondage scenes. There was nothing sexy about them. You weren’t acting in them. You were in actual pain, more than you probably wanted.”
Angel looked away, pushing his cocktail aside. His hand trembled as he tried to rein in his emotions as Husker cut too close to the bone. He concentrated on the painting on the far wall. He hadn’t lived long enough to see Mafia-era Las Vegas but from his brother’s descriptions – having been sent out there many times to oversee operations – Angel knew he was looking at it in that picture. What did it mean to Husker? “What of it?”
“I’m not saying this to bring up pain, Angel. I want to be sure that you truly want to play with the spreader but I’m not expecting you to do bondage with me. I saw how you lit up that first time with the mermaid shackles even before we used them so I know you are into some of it. But I don’t know your limits. I want to know that. I will respect it so before we get deep into me dominating you, I want to know what you want out of it. What’s your hard no kinks? What hand signal do you want to use if you get too far into sub space you go non-verbal? You have no idea what my likes are either.”
“Do you switch with domination-submission like you do with anal?” Angel asked softly.
“I’m a switch all the way around. If you want to try your hand at dominating me, we can certainly talk about that too but I thought maybe we can table that for another time because I give it a few hours before Arackniss realizes who stole his car and shows up here to shoot you in the ass. I’d prefer it if that didn’t happen while you’re on top of me.” Husker’s golden eyes gleamed.
Angel chuckled. “Thanks for lightening the mood a little. Actually I think Arackniss might have a little jail where he tortures people who did him wrong.”
“I believe you call that a dungeon.”
“And not the fun kind, not that my brother would know what to do with the fun dungeons.” Angel swallowed a laugh at the mental images of Arackniss trying to navigate a sex dungeon. “I hate to admit it but you’re not wrong. I always did have an interest in bondage and submission, something I didn’t get to do much when alive, given the time period and how few men I felt safe bringing to my home. Valentino took that interest and used it to hurt me for his pleasure, not mine. I don’t even know what I would like to try. I should think about it.”
“And we can always encourage the ladies to go out for a night on the town and I can bring a few toys with me to the hotel. You might feel more secure in your own space than mine.”
“True. Might even be able to talk Cherri into letting me borrow her place only I wouldn’t want to do that too much. It’s a lot to ask and, frankly, I don’t trust Vox not to have drones outside of her home. He knows I go there a lot.” Angel drained his cocktail in two swallows, nerves running up his spine. “Also could borrow Arackniss’ place…you know when I know he’s off on a mission somewhere and won’t be back for a day or two.”
“You really do want to get us shot!” Husker shook his head. “Okay, so bondage another time. Pool today.”
Angel nodded. That was something easy to agree to. “Got anything else out there but the mermaid cuffs?”
“Oh yes, we have a few options. Want another drink or shall we get wet?” Husker winced realizing he had stepped right into it. “And if you say anything about already being wet….”
Angel licked his smiling lips. “You know the answer to that.”
Husker tsked and rolled his eyes. He walked around the bar and held out a hand. Angel slipped his hand into his and let the overlord lead the way.
# # #
“How do you want me?” Angel draped himself on the swimming pool slide’s ladder.
Husker tossed a basket of fun stuff down next to Angel’s little velvet bag close to the pool’s edge but where it shouldn’t get too splashed. “In so many ways, babe. You can get in the pool any time.”
Angel scrambled up the ladder and went down the slide. He hadn’t been down a pool slide in hell. How had that never come up in any of Val’s movies, not even in his Cannibal Pool Boy movie? Too fun and whimsical for Val. The sensation was weird as the wet slide played a little unkindly with his fuzzy butt. He hit the pool’s bottom, his bright aqua shoes glittering in the dappled sun filtering down. Angel pushed off and broke water in time to see Husker turning on the pool’s waterfall.
“Oh, that is the berries.” Angel flushed as he forgot himself. Valentino hated when he fell back into the old slang from his youth.
“I’d have said bee’s knees.” Husker lifted off, the downbeat of his wings making the water ripple. He set down in the water with Angel making him suddenly sad. How pretty did Husker look flying and now his wings would be too wet.
Angel glided up close. “Next time, maybe even later today, can I see you fly more? You’re gorgeous when you fly.”
Husker glanced away shyly and Angel was sure he was blushing under all that fur. “You’re crazy.”
“Probably but I ain’t lying.”
“We’ll talk.”
“Can I get right before we start?” Angel pointed to his bag. Surely Husker knew what he meant.
“I don’t mind.”
“Thanks. Probably should have done this back at the bar.”
Angel tugged the purse closer as Husker dragged over the basket of toys. Angel fished his coke out of the purse and poured out two parallel lines of the drug. He snorted them up with his metal straw. The cocaine pounded its way into his system and he let out a happy sound at the feeling. Glancing over, he saw Husker had taken out a fresh-from-the-factory, boxed butt plug and waterproof lube.
“In case you’re interested.” Husker nodded to the box. “Waterproof. I have mine as well.”
“Ooo, yes please.”
“You did say you were interested in returning oral favors so I thought we might want to light that up even more.” Husker ran a hand over Angel’s wet hair. “And I had some ideas that don’t include the mermaid shackles.”
“Oh?” Angel lifted his eyebrows and Husker whispered his plan in his ear. “Damn, yes, I’m down for that.”
Angel unboxed the plug, checked out the remote control settings and lubed it up. Husker had already done the same to his. The one in the box was a nice size plug, good for all levels of expertise and Angel loved that Husker hadn’t assumed he wanted something the size of a tin can up his ass like so many others had. He eased the toy inside him and set the speed on slow. He didn’t want to cum all over the pool in sixty seconds.
Husker took his hand and waded Angel over to the waterfall. Angel swung them both under it, his mouth questing for Husker’s as he pulled him closer. With the plug buzzing along merrily inside him, Angel was already hard. His cock slid alongside Husker’s between their hips and bellies. The waterfall cascaded over them as they kissed, tongues exploring in time with their fingers.
Finally Husker whisked them out of the waterfall back toward the toy basket and shallower waters. He fished something out of the basket. “You wanted to be the one underwater this time and I know you can do this unless it was all stunt doubles and camera angles.”
“I always did my own stunts, babe.” Angel nipped Husker’s neck as he wrapped his legs around Husker’s waist. Putting his hands on the pool’s lip, he hiked himself half out of the pool, letting water roll down him. “I know what you want. I can do it but since you wanted to know my hard nos, you can play with my hair while I’m going down on you but please don’t hold my head or try to force me. I want to set my own pace and depth.”
“I understand.” Husker nuzzled into Angel’s wet chest fluff. He teased out one of Angel’s nipples, circling it with his lightly barbed tongue. Angel hissed in pleasure, his head dropping back as he arched his back to give Husker better access. Husker moved to the other nipple as Angel dug his fingers into Husker’s fur, massaging his scalp.
Supporting Angel with one strong hand, Husker reached back to pick up the thing he had taken from the basket. Angel grinned realizing what it was, a little vibrating bullet on a band. Husker slipped the band over his tongue.
“Oh, this is going to be fun.” Angel reached back under the water and stroked Husker with his lowest set of arms.
Husker merely grinned and helped Angel invert himself. He braced himself on Husker’s shoulders so Husker could have full access to his erection. Angel gasped as Husker pressed the bullet just under the head of his cock. He swirled that vibrating bit of metal around Angel’s shaft, taking him deep without hesitation.
Taking a big breath, Angel submerged himself. The crystalline water bubbled around him as he opened up to treat himself to Husker’s thick cock. He had big shoes to fill after the underwater bee jay Husker had given him, added to the fact the overlord had obviously seen Angel’s underwater movie scenes. He knew what Angel was capable of. He didn’t want to disappoint.
He circled his tongue around Husker’s shaft, already floating toward bliss as the vibrations against his cock crashed against the ones thrumming deep inside him from the plug. He caressed Husker’s jewels as he sucked on him. Husker’s claws gently dug into his hips as his lover held him, keeping true to his promise. He let Angel’s head free and supported his torso whenever Angel had to surface briefly to breathe.
As Angel licked up Husker’s shaft, tenderly tripping it over his foreskin, Husker lapped at his shaft greedily. Angel gasped in a myriad of bubbles, having to surface sooner than expected as the butt plug sped up. Husker must have tapped the remote because the way it buzzed, having changed the pattern to something that drove Angel into a primal headspace. He was in danger of losing himself to the sensations. Catching his breath, he went back under but put his lips against Husker’s belly. He was too close to spilling and he had too many teeth if he involuntarily clenched his jaw.
More bubbles surfaced as Angel bellowed his climax under the water. Husker swallowed him down but then helped Angel off his shoulders. Angel floated on the surface of the water too blissed out to do more. Husker kept a hand under his back supporting him. When he let his eyes flutter open to Husker’s smiling face, Angel reached up to caress Husker’s cheek.
“Want to finish on the steps?” Husker asked and Angel nodded languidly.
He doggy paddled over – he’d been a strong swimmer in life but this many limbs was hard to control in the water. Tiled steps seemed like a good way to fall into the pool but they were slick and cool under him. Husker could manage the height difference better on the steps anyhow. Husker met him with kisses as Angel reclined on the steps. Angel let his long legs float up and he extracted the plug from himself.
“Fill me up,” he begged and Husker didn’t disappoint him.
Floating and fucking might be his new favorite thing. Angel pillowed his head with his uppermost arms while the other hands stroked and caressed every part of Husker he could reach as he slowly thrust into Angel. He didn’t need to beg for more. Once Husker found a good rhythm he gave it to Angel, faster, harder, deeper until he reached his bliss. Afterward, he floated next to Angel on the steps, their fingers interlocked.
“Can I stay longer?” Angel asked finally, thinking he might want to rouse Husker before they both fell asleep and potentially would have breathed in water.
“As long as you feel you can do it safely.”
“If Arackniss ain’t found me by now, he ain’t gonna.” Angel glanced up not seeing any VoxTek drones but they could have missed them. Time would tell. For now, he was going to push it. “I can stay.”
# # #
This time Angel found out which room in the mansion was Husker’s bedroom suite. His bed was amazingly soft and he never wanted to leave it. He snuggled down deeper into the bedding, his head nestled on Husker’s chest. Husker soothed him, playing with his hair.
Just as he was super comfortable, his belly growled loud enough for Saint Peter to hear way up on high. Angel sat up. “I’m stupidly hungry.”
“Want me to send food up? I can wake up some staff or we can go raid the kitchen ourselves.”
“Let’s go raiding. We ain’t done it on the kitchen table yet.” Angel grinned.
“It’s midnight, Angel. Surely you’re tired by now.” Husker laughed.
“Me? Oh, no, sweetie, I have lots more energy.” He kissed Husker greedily.
“Food first. Sex later.”
“You’re hoping I’ll get full and sleepy so your old butt can get a nap.”
Husker snorted. “Damn straight.”
“Don’t worry. By the time I’m through with you, you’ll be praying for a second and third winds.”
Husker’s golden gaze fixed on him. “Why do I get the idea you’re going to be the reason I end up double-dead?”
“There you go, being my not-so-Romeo. You might be right but what a way to go!”
“Hard to argue that.” Husker lightly slapped Angel’s thigh. “Let’s go get some midnight snacks.”
“And break a kitchen table.”
“That too.” Husker sat up on the edge of the bed in his silky red boxers. His fur was thoroughly rumpled. Could he look more adorable?
Angel doubted it but maybe surrounded by snacks and Angel’s limbs, Husker might be even cuter. He was damn sure going to find out. This was a day neither of them were going to forget.
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