Stilettos and thigh highs

Chapter 4

OK SMUT WARNING (sadly not husk)

Angel was relaxing, scrolling mindlessly on hellstagram when he got a call from Valentino.

"Angel baby, we need you on set in 30. We need to redo some scenes from last night."
"I'll.. be there soon Val."
Valentino hung up the phone abruptly, startling Angel.
He went over to his vanity to get ready, it was cluttered with various lipsticks, eyeliner, mascara and everything else he needed to feel pretty on set. It was disorganized but manageable to his mind.
He quickly got ready, the outfit from before on the floor next to his laundry basket, he didn't know if he liked to dress the way he did, he felt confident but always had bald voice in the back of his mind, all his ex lovers, all telling him he looked like a slut.
He liked the attention he got, but he wanted a different type of affection. He wanted to be cared for, breakfast in bed, showers together, treating his wounds, cuddles in the early morning, date night he would even take basic aftercare from somebody. He had never gotten special treatment and he didn't know what he'd do if he actually got it.

Angel strutted down the long staircase, catching the attention of the hotel staff, most importantly, husk.
"Whoa whoa Angel" Charlie blocked the front door. "We haven't even started the morning activities yet! Where are you going??" "I got work." Angel replied to the princess, casually walking out after pushing her aside.
His ride was already out front, shiny blue finish and a decal on the side displaying the words "VVV" .
He got in the back of the car, putting his bag on his lap and admiring the rigid leather seats.
It didn't take long before he got to the studio, he undressed in his dimly lit dressing room, only lit by neon signs plastered on the walls. The only thing left on his body were his black stockings and the red velvet robe he had borrowed from Val.
Slowly shedding the robe on set and getting into place, carefully memorizing his lines again to make sure he didn't forget anything.

"Action!"

"Ooh daddy what're ya gonna do ta me?"
"I'm gonna fuck til you can't walk"
The other actor cocked a grin at Angel and flipped him onto his back, spreading his legs in the process.
Grabbing a bottle of lube, the muscular man in front of him squirted some onto his fingers.

"Cut!"
"K we need a closeup." The director paused observing the camera crew.
"Quickly." The director sighed, rubbing his fingers up the bridge of his nose.

The cameras started rolling again, zoomed in on the other actors fingers, slowing inserting themselves into Angel.
Angel let out a loud moan at the feeling.
"Fuck baby you're so tight"
"Ohh yes daddy!"
Angel clenched around his fingers, the actor slowly pumping in and out of him.
"Ya ready baby?"
"Yes daddy please!"
"You gonna take it like the a good little whore?"
Angel nodded excitedly.
Slowly inserting himself into angel, he let out an audible moan that could echo throughout the studio.

The cameras finally stopped recording at 6:30 after 3 rounds and plenty of re-recorded scenes angel had to get through.
"Angel baby, can I talk to you in your dressing room?"
"Yes Valentino.."
Angel was thinking the worst, he did something wrong or maybe he forgot too many of his lines, he was terrified of what Val would do to him.
As he shut the door behind him he was instantly drawn in by a cloud of smoke, pulling him face to face with the moth like demon.
Valentino took a long draw of his cigarette, blowing it directly into angels face. Smirking, he held angel closer to his body, forcing him to straddle his lap.

Angels mind was racing, he wanted to cry, to scream, to kiss him but all he could do was let Val determine his fate.
He was dancing the devils tango with destiny.
Valentino lifted up his chin to face him, slowly leaning in for a kiss angel felt a slight bulge prodding his body.
Angel felt sick to his stomach, he wanted Val but he was terrified of the things he would do to him.
Angel could feel Val's smirk as their tongues danced together, angel started to move his hips in a rotating motion around the large protrusion, grinding his hips harder with each thrust of his pelvis.
Angel moaned into the kiss as Val reached down to grab any part of angel that he could, angel felt the kiss getting sloppier, more passionate and angel could feel himself getting deeper into a hole he never wanted to go back into.
Every second he continued to deepen the kiss with Valentino he was digging his own grave.

Valentino dragged angels robe off in a quick swipe, revealing his heart patterned fur and stripes.
Slowly snaking a hand down to stroke the smaller man, angel let out a loud gasp at the sudden touch of the moth, his fingers were warm and loving, a feeling angel never got from anyone else.
Angel hated that he loved being with Val, he was a terrible person, he could remember every scar like it was yesterday, every slap, every "yes Valentino" but he still felt like he was chained to the feeling of loving him. He was drawn in by his aroma, his scent.

he was enveloped by Valentino's wings, held tightly to his body as angel unzipped Val's zipper, swiftly bringing out his hard cock, releasing it from the strain of his tight pants.
Blanketed in the warmth of Valentino's wings, angel lowered himself onto Valentino, moaning at the sensation.
Pumping himself in and out of angel he could see stars, he never got this treatment from clients and it made him feel special, like he would never get this if he ever left Val.
He felt like his breath was taken away, his moans turned into whimpers and cries for release, stuck on the giving side of the chain, not allowed to do anything unless told, he had to give his whole identity away to be belittled as a slut just to make a name of himself.
He craved attention in all the spots val would touch him in.
He felt dizzy, he ached throughout his body, yearning for Val to cum, he wanted it with all of his body so he could be taken care of, not taken advantage of.

As Val's hips stuttered with his thrusts angel knew he was close.
Val groaned loudly, shooting ropes into angels tight ass, angel knew he was now allowed to go with him.
As the sticky substance covered his torso, vals wings slowly unfolded around him, going back to his sides.

Valentino harshly pushed angel off of him and he fell onto the ground beneath him.
The door opened and shut loudly behind him, leaving him only illuminated by his neon signs.

Edit: oml I've had the worst writers block so sorry this chapter took so long! I had too many ideas and was just cringing at myself for how I wrote this 😭
ALSO I am not shipping Val and angel 😭 basically trying to show the manipulative ways Val shows angel to try and get him to stay with him.