What Would I Do? (Huskerdust)

Part 1

Angel limped into the hotel, hugging his arms around his slim body as he stumbled to the bar. Husker was there, watching as he walked up and sighed, knowing what he was gonna say next.

"Come on then," he huffed, not even giving Angel the chance to open his mouth. He walked to the back, waiting for the other demon to catch up, and pulled a first-aid kit off a shelf by the door. Angel sat on the table in the middle of the storage room, which also turned out to be Husker's bedroom, and started unbuttoning his pink and white suit. Husk sighed when he finally managed to pull the fabric off him. Wounds score along his back and sides, staining his pink and white fur red with blood.
"How long are ya gonna keep this up, kid?" He growled, his tail lashing with annoyance as he pulled a bottle of iodine out of the box.
"Pro'bly forever," Angel said calmly, turning around so Husk could see the full damage on his back, "I doubt I'll ever be fuckin' free from Val." Husk sighed again and started dabbing an iodine-soaked cotton ball against a big gash between Angel's shoulders. His frown deepened as the other demon winced, whining quietly as the stinging liquid melted into the tender wound.

"I hate that fuckin' rat."

"Yeh, I do too," Angel replied calmly, "But I don' got a fuckin' choice, it's either this or be killed. Besides, I got you Husky."

"How high are ya?" Husk growled, letting Angel stand up and pull off his pants before laying back down on his stomach, while still wearing a pair of underpants.
"Ain't that a good question? I'm not high at all," he chuckled, "Haven't actually been in a couple of months." Husk jolted, pulling back in shock as he caught a glance of Angel's face. He wasn't joking.

"You're pullin' all this sober!? How fuckin' stupid are ya!?"

"Hah! Very, Husk. Sure it's easier to do this shit high out of my fuckin' mind, but when I come down from it..." He shuddered as painful memories of Valentino beating him flashed through his mind. Husk noticed him shivering and stretched out his wing to brush against his shoulder comfortingly, blushing when Angel turned to look at him.
"Don't go gettin' a big head," he mumbled, "It's not like I care 'bout ya, or nothin'." Angel chuckled, his legs twitching as Husk started wrapping gauze around them.

"Don't worry Husky, I know ya don'."

"Hey, Husker." They both froze as Charlie's muffled voice sounded from outside the door. "Have you seen Angel?" Husk looked at the almost naked demon on his table who started frantically shaking his head.

"No," he called harshly, "I haven' seen 'em."

"Oh," she sighed, still behind the door, "Ok, sorry for bothering you then." They listened as her footsteps retreated from the door and faded back into silence.
"Whew, that was fuckin' close," Angel giggled, sitting up, "I can take care of the rest hun." He started to reach down for the half-done bandages on his legs but was surprised when Husk's clawed hand grabbed his wrist.
"Don' be an idiot," he huffed, blushing slightly as he pushed Angel's hand away, "You'd end up dead again if I didn' do this for ya."

"A'ight, you got me," he threw his four hands up in mock submission and sat still so Husk could start on his stomach. They were silent while Husk worked, making them both fidget uncomfortably as they fought for something to say. Angel shifted, accidentally knocking one of his feet against the other demon's knee, making him stumble as he tried to move out of the way.
"Whoa!" Husk lurched forward and landed face-first, right onto Angel's soft, busty chest, and blushed as he stared up at the other demon, unable to move away.
"Wow Hsuk, if ya wanted me, ya could've just asked," Angel chuckled seductively, wrapping two arms around his neck. The blush deepened on the cat's face as he was shoved deeper into the crook between Angel's breasts, the soft fur tickling his nose. His wings shivered when the feeling of fingers slid along the sensitive feathers. "Whoa, your feathers are a lot softer than I thought they'd be."

Husker twitched, trying very hard to hold back his voice from the intimate feeling sparking through his muscles. Angel hummed and moved the arms around his neck to his shoulders where his wings met his body.

"Mmmgah," he moaned quietly, finally breaking from the extra set of hands. Husker shoved away from the other demon and crouched on the floor, covering his head with his claws. Angel sat there, shocked by the sound that the other demon had let out and from being shoved away.
"Hey Husk," he smiled, shaking himself, "It's alright. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push you that far." He reached a hand to him, but Husk flinched away, making him step back with a hurt expression.

"Please just," he took a deep breath, "Please go away for now."

Angel nodded, silently pulling his clothes back over himself, and left, leaving Husk shivering on the floor. Quietly, he crept up the stairs to his room, being careful not to step on the boards that he knew would creak.

"Oh Angel, there you are!" He sighed, knowing it was Charlie, and turned around to face her with a forced smile.

"Here I am! What 'cha need sugar?"

"Oh nothing, I just wanted you got home safely," she grinned, trotting up to him. He nodded quickly, hoping that she wouldn't notice the bandage poking out from under his clothes.

"Yes well, it's been a long fuckin' day, so I'm gonna hit the hay."

"Alright. Sleep well, Angel!" She skipped up the stairs, like usual, and Angel sighed in relief.