✮𝓐 𝓡𝓘𝓼𝓴𝔂 𝓖𝓪𝓶𝓮 ✮

🃏Porn Star♦

(Husk POV)

Satan do I hate talking to this guy, fucking Valentino. What's with him? Why did he wanna make a stupid gamble with me so bad just to own fifty percent of my Casino even though Macin owns it? Doesn't he get that?

Probably not with that stupid ass bald head of his. Why does he even bother coming into this Casino? He isn't taking any of MY souls..Well, also Macin's. This moth never stops talking and talking and yapping, just shut your mouth already.

Just keep nodding and pretending that you're paying attention, Husker. Just nod and pretend. My eyes then caught a glimpse of Macin walking away with that Spider demon. Oh no. Fuck, that's Vals..'Star'.

Why did they go into a private room together? Shit, shit, shit. "And then-" "Uh Val, can we talk about this in a sec? I'll be right back." I stood up from my chair, leaving Val alone at the gambling table. I followed swiftly after Macin and the other sinner, watching as the door shut. 

I pressed my ear against the door, hearing the soft mumbling of their voices. What were they talking about? I need to make sure that they don't do anything. Then that means more trouble for me and hearing Val's fucking mouth yell.

He's such a brat sometimes I swear to Satan. I can hear their faint voices, it sounds like they're just having a normal conversation. Oh it always starts like that, Husker. The tension in my body rises, just feeling for the worse.

While inhaling I grasp the doorknob, twisting and trying to push the door open. Fuck. It's locked. Their voices pause, all you can hear is their breathing. I pause, my ears flattening to my head. Shit. Footsteps approached the door, unlocking it.

On the other side of the door was Macin but fully clothed, strange. His eyes roamed over my shape, eyeing me closely. "Oh, Husk. Need something?" His voice isn't unwavering, it's smooth as silk. What was going on?

I crossed my arms over my chest, a slight huff of annoyance escaping past my lips. "I was wondering what the hell you two were doing." I answered, my tone of voice embraced with venom. He hummed in slight amusement, a soft smile on his lips.

"Oh just talking with Angel here, have you met him before?" Macin asked, glancing over at Angel and then back towards me. I shake my head no, glaring up at him slightly. "No, but can we talk for a minute?"

I don't even wait for an answer. I grab him by the collar, shutting the door and pinning him against it. "What the fuck are you doing with Valentino's star?" Macin rose an eyebrow, about to protest but then realized.

"..Wait, Angel is Val's star?" This fucking Prince gets on my nerves sometimes. "Yes, Macin. He is. What the hell were you gonna do with him?" "Nothing bad, get your mind out of the gutter. I was just gonna talk to him, he needed someone to talk to and I was there for him."

Wait..What? That was really it? No way, that couldn't just be it..Right? Well coming from Macin that could probably be true because of the way he is around people. I've never seen him look at people seductively or try to get with people and-

"Husk? You've been staring at me for a good few seconds." Shit. I cleared my throat, glancing away. "Sorry, I was thinking. But you need to stay away from Angel, he's bad news. Especially since Val owns him."

The look in his eyes sent a jolt to my heart, making a slight pink hue of pink dust onto my cheeks. He was so cute but yet somehow much more powerful than me. Fuck me. "So what if Val owns him? He's a decent person."

Was the literal Prince of Hell going against MY words? I rolled my eyes at him, scoffing slightly. "You're fucking stupid." "No I'm not, you just don't know people." Fucking Hell..He's gonna be the death of me.

I rolled my eyes, getting slightly irritated by his words. But, deep down, I can trust him. "..Fine. But if I find out you're doing something with him-" Macin chuckled softly, grasping my wrist. "I'm demiromantic, Husk. I have to know the guy for a while before we do anything."

A soft sigh left my lips, my paw letting go of his collar. "Whatever." I huffed, putting my hands up in a way of peace. "You do you, Macin." He hummed in amusement, releasing my wrist. "Don't bother me." Macin warned, opening the door and waltzing back inside.

That Prince. He could get on my last nerves. But..He never makes me more upset than usual. 

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(No one's POV)

The Prince then walked into the room, shutting the door. "Now, let's chat." He announced, dusting his clawed hands on his suit. Angel looked over at him, raising an eyebrow. A small smirk embraced onto his lips.

"Really? Just chat, huh? You don't wanna..Ya know.." The spider inquired, pushing his chest fluff up. Macin raised an eyebrow, his mind reeling with thoughts of what Angel was trying to get. He then realized. 

"No, no I'm here to help. Not to..Do that." Macin shook his head no, letting out a sigh. Angel hummed in amusement, not believing what he just said. "Nah, you want me don't you?" Macin shook his no, more eager. He just wanted to talk. Really.

Angel sighed, looking slightly disappointed. "Oh fine, I really just wanted to have some alone time with the Prince~" He teased, his golden tooth glinting in the light. Macin rolled his eyes, slightly glaring at the spider.

He just wanted to talk about his problems, maybe even understand them. He just wanted to help Angel out but no, all he wanted to do was sex! But..Hearing the tone in Macin's voice..It actually sounded like sincerity. Like he just wanted to talk. 

Angel huffed slightly, questioning why The Prince of Hell would care about his feelings. "Why do ya wanna help me so bad?" He asked, crossing his arms over his chest. In Macin's eyes, he looked like just a little annoyed kid.

Macin sighed, rubbing his face with his hands. "I just want to help you, Angel. Let me help you." He asked, a pleading look swirling in his purple irises. The spider rolled his eyes, can't believing that he was gonna spill something so vulnerable to Macin.

"..How much do I have to tell you?"