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His Choice

Genre: smut but make it emotional and soft.

Word Count: 1966

Smuts beginning and end are marked with '⚠️'
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"Fuck me."

Husk nearly choked on his drink, his head shooting up to look at Angel.

"Uh, 'scuse me?"

Angel had teary eyes that glistened beneath the bar light, his body trembling slightly. He stood up, went behind the bar, and pressed himself against Husk.

"This ai-ain't an act, okay?! This isn't... a fuckin joke I need... you..."

His breath was quick as his hold on Husks suspenders grew tighter, small tears treading down his cheeks and dampening his fur.

"Kid, what's going on...?"

Husk was no stranger to Angels advances, despite the spider cutting back a lot of them to respect Husks boundaries. He knew this wasn't a normal encounter, this wasn't Angel flirting. This was... different. Angel started crying harder.

"It's my choice, isn't it?! My fuckin choice!"

"What choice, Angel?"

Husk kept his voice low, and uncharacteristically tender, he looked up to meet Angels broken gaze. Angel had never acted like this before, and it made Husks heart clench with concern and confusion.

"It's my... choice...! On who I want... to touch me... to have my body...!"

Angel sobbed out, clutching onto Husk harder. Husk was understanding now.

"...Angel, breathe."

"I want.. to choose! It's my body!"

He cried louder, shaking more violently. Husk moved his paw up to stroke Angel's cheek, his free one rubbing Angels back. Husk was never good at being comforting, but he cared too much about Angel to let him suffer alone.

"Angel, I need you to breathe for me right now. Just breathe."

Angel let out another sob, pushing Husk against a wall. Husk grunted in shock, but didn't pull away. Angel wasn't in the right mind.

"Please! Just... let me... make a choice!"

"Angel."

"I want to choose! It's my body!"

"Angel."

"Let me choose please... please I choose you please..."

"Angel!"

Upon getting yelled at, he cried harder, feeling suddenly rejected and unwanted.

"What?! Ya don't want me! Why don't you want me?! What's wrong with me!?"

Husks heart broke, but he stayed stern.

"Ya ain't in the right mind."

"Don't tell me what my right mind is! I know what I'm saying!"

Angel continued to yell, and tighten his grip against Husk.

"Angel, stop fuckin yelling and let me talk!"

Husk was getting frustrated too. He couldn't help Angel if he didn't even know what was going through his head.

"Just tell me what's wrong with me! Why don't you want me?!"

He weakly pounded his fists against Husks chest, begging him angrily.

"Angel, stop it. Just fuckin stop!"