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Angel didn't know why he was nervous – sex was his thing. He was good at it, and he'd done it too many times to count. But for some reason, he was anxious. Maybe it was because he and Husk had been waiting for months to have sex (Husk's decision, not his), or maybe it was because this was the first time since Val that he cared about someone he was having sex with.
It was hard to trust someone completely. After losing his soul from trusting, he thought he’d learned his lesson about trusting or loving anyone. But here he was.
This was hard for Angel. In the past, they’d stopped because he would ruin it by getting in his own head or because he was so fucking used to having to act a certain way when having sex. It was hard to just... have sex. For him, it always came with so many rules he had to follow, and he wasn’t used to just lying there and feeling good.
Angel let himself be set back into the pillows, Husk’s tongue entering his mouth. This was good – much better than talking. Talking made things complicated. Sex was easy.
Husk began grinding his already growing erection against Angel’s crotch, their clothed cocks grinding together and letting Angel moan softly into his mouth. His dick had already escaped its sheath, hard inside of his panties.
He was leaking and making a mess of his underwear. Husk was extremely attractive, and very good at pleasuring him. He held Husk’s face in his hands, keeping him close.
Husk’s mouth slipped down across his jaw, kissing his way across the short fur of his face. Instinctively, Angel tipped his head back to give better access to his throat, grinding his hips up against the body on top of him. A soft grunt let its way out of Husk's throat as Angel started grinding back against him. He pushed Angel’s coat further open to run his feline tongue across the downy fur at his shoulder.
He didn’t want to seem too desperate, but he also did not want to lay around all day. His fingers tangled into Husk’s fur. “Husky, baby.” Angel tried to keep his voice unaffected, ignoring his instinct to turn into putty from pleasure. “Hurry up,” he complained, though his voice sounded a little too affected. He drove his hips up to emphasize his point.
Husk let out a hum that sounded dangerously close to a purr, but he reluctantly backed off. Angel instinctively reached out to wrap his upper arms around Husk’s neck. “We aren’t in any rush,” Husk said quietly, hands brushing up Angel’s clothed sides.
Angel pushed Husk off of him enough to get out of his clothes, and his boyfriend pushed himself out of his own pants too. Undressing was a familiar process, and Husk had definitely seen him naked before – but it was different now. Angel wasn’t shy by any means, but he still felt a small knot in his stomach at the thought of this going badly. He didn’t want Husk to be disgusted with how used Angel was, or how much experience he had.
They moved on too quickly for him to focus on it, because Husk kissed him again, not letting Angel think about anything. His claws hands grabbed at the soft fur on Angel’s sides, and it was unlike the harsh touches he was used to. Husk’s touch was careful.
A clawed hand made its way between them, rough but gentle fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking it slowly. Angel’s dick wasn’t huge, but at least it was cute. It had a soft layer of fur around it, and Husk seemed to like that, because he paused to run his fingertips along the silky fur.
Angel’s breath hitched, letting out a quiet moan that was nothing like the ones he forced out when he was on camera. “Fuck me already,” he muttered into Husk’s lips, his hips kicking up into his boyfriend’s hand.
“We aren’t in any rush,” Husk said for the second time.
He pulled back to glare at Husk, “I am in a fuckin’ rush. I’ve waited long enough, so stop teasin’ and get to it.” Angel kicked Husk’s side with one of his overly long legs.
This response made Husk chuckle and comply, letting go of him and moving to get lube. “Should’ve expected you’d be so impatient.”
“Yeah, I fuckin’ am. You finally agree to fuck me and decide to spend ten minutes jerkin’ me off instead.” Angel wouldn’t admit how good that had been, but based on Husk’s smile, his boyfriend didn’t need it to be said.
“It was barely a minute,” Husk corrected, resulting in an eye roll from the spider.
A gentle hand moved down to pet at his hole, circling it until Angel kicked him again with a grumble, and made Husk slip it inside. His claws weren’t sharp like this, and Husk was careful in fingering him.
There was little resistance, obviously. Not only was Angel relaxed like this, but he was also fucked every day for work, and that made his hole always ready for another cock. He let out another faint moan at the finger pushing in as far as it’d go, and Husk used that as a sign to add another. Angel didn’t need to be prepared, but Husk insisted, so he let him do what he wanted to. One finger turned to two fingers, massaging at his core.
Husk touched Angel like he wouldn’t dare hurt his boyfriend. And after all he’d been through, it was hard to truly believe that someone was capable of not hurting him. Val had been gentle at first too. But Husk was different. Angel knew he was.
The fingers inside of him hooked against his prostate with a tender press, making him bite his lip. Angel was twitching his hips back against the fingers, and a third finger was added with the utmost care, continuing to massage the spot made Angel gasp.
Husk proceeded to finger him until he was definitely about to come, and Angel had to stop him. Angel liked coming more than once, but he wanted his first orgasm of the night to be with Husk inside of him. “I want you inside me,” he said quietly, looking at his with lust-filled eyes. Angel couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this eager to be fucked.
“Watching you got me all worked up,” Husk muttered against his fur, voice gruff. “You’re so fuckin’ beautiful, legs.”
Angel let out a laugh. Nothing was particularly funny – he just felt good like this. “Not too bad yourself,” he responded, spreading his long legs wide and pulling Husk closer in encouragement to get inside him.
Husk was big. Angel could see his considerably large size and knew it’d be a pleasant stretch. He’d taken every size imaginable – even the larger sizes that made him bleed. But nothing compared to the feeling in his stomach as he eyed Husk’s cock. It seemed that playing with Angel got him worked up because his cock was fully erect and leaking by the time he was entering his boyfriend.
When Husk finally slipped into him, Angel turned his face to grab the pillow and let out a very soft moan, half muffled by the pillow. Husk pulled it away from his face, “Don’t do that. Let me hear you,” he requested softly. He eased himself in slowly, hiking a long thigh up with considerate fingers.
Then he began to move.
Their bodies met with slick sounds, Husk’s cock pressing its way into Angel’s prostate in a way that made his legs quiver. He wasn’t too rough, but he wasn’t too gentle. It was perfect. He spread Angel open with a tender grip on his thighs.
Husk groaned, pulling their hips together with every thrust. Angel threw his head back, trembling through the pleasure of having his prostate hit by the head of his boyfriend's cock. Angel didn’t do anything but press his hips down to encourage him.
The pace was kept steady and firm enough to get Angel close. Achieving climax had never been a struggle for Angel, but like this, it was far too easy.
Angel’s lower arms wrapped moved from where he’d held the sheets and gripped Husk. “Feels good,” he hummed, knocking his hips down against Husk’s again.
His hips kicked forward as his orgasm washed over him, body jolting before he went limp with pleasure. He moaned, and Husk did not stop, thoroughly fucking him through his orgasm. Spurts of white spilled between them. It felt so good. Only Husk could make him come this hard without even touching his cock.
Husk held his thighs with kind hands, slowing down.
Angel let out a growl and kicked at Husk, “ Don’t you fuckin’ stop,” he said sternly. “I got one more in me.”
Husk looked at him for a moment, as if he were amazed by Angel’s response, but he listened, and he sped his hips back up.
Years of doing this for work made Angel’s refractory period super fucking short, and his dick didn’t even retract into its sheath before he was fucked back into hardness.
It didn’t take long for Husk to make him come again. The sensation of being taken like this was enough for Angel to get back to the edge. It only took a few well-angled thrusts and a hand to his length, and he shivered through another orgasm, his whole body trembling through the waves of it.
Witnessing it was enough for Husk to follow right after him, moaning lowly into his boyfriend's chest, his hips fucked his release up into him. Then Husk pressed their hips together in a firm motion, his cock spasming inside.
The feeling of being filled by someone he actually loved made Angel moan. Husk’s thrusts slowed as he used him through his climax. His hole was filled with warmth, and for once, Angel didn’t feel sick from being filled with someone’s seed. His boyfriend was panting above him, eyes closed in pleasure.
They stayed like that for a few moments, both catching their breath and neither of them in a rush to move. He only realized he was petting Husk's hair after he began to do it. Not that it was an issue. The big kitty pressed his ear against Angel’s fingers, making him smile in satisfaction.
Soon enough, Husk pulled out and moved to kiss him softly. Angel made a delicate, pleased noise into the kiss. One of his hands slid from Husk’s shoulders, up into the fur at the back of his head, his fingers entangling themselves in coarse fur there.
He let out a loose laugh into his boyfriend’s lips, still coming down from the high of good sex. Husk’s hands focused their attention on bringing his thighs back down and massaging the muscles.
They separated and Angel smiled, planting a kiss on Husk’s cheek, not minding all the fur. “What a sweet boyfriend I have.” He pressed a few more obnoxious kisses to his cheek. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” Husk responded. He would never not say it back. He loved Angel and never failed to let him know.
“We should go take a bath,” Angel said, making no move to get up. Husk knew Angel well, because, with a chuckle, he immediately slipped his arms under him to pick him up and carry him to the bathroom to start them a bath.