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angel dusk x top!male!reader

WARNING. smut, courtesan angel dusk, feminisation, degradation.

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It wasn't everyday M/n got a chance to relax himself, being a renowned business man meant he spent almost everyday of his life working in his office, or at some god awful meeting. 

That's why he was currently enjoying some free time away from the stress of work, having just finished a rather draining meeting with the King of Hell, Lucifer. As must as he wanted to complain, it was rather nice to visit another ring of hell, having been stuck in Sloth Ring for many centuries. 

He was just enjoying a rare moment of freedom in a small shop, when suddenly--

"M/n, it's so good to finally meet you~" A playfully male voice called out from the entrance way to the small shop M/n was in, moving closer the longer the sentence progressed, "Oh Lucifer, you really are a fine chunk of meat."

The male in question turned on his heel upon hearing someone calling out to him, his sharp (e/c)-coloured eyes looking around the room until they landed on a tall male dressed in a long pink coat walking towards him, a small wind of smoke blowing through his lips. He didn't speak for a while, observing the stranger with a small frown before he eventually spoke up, "And you are?"

"Goodness me, I must've gotten ahead of myself," Valentino chuckled softly, placing a dramatic hand over his chest as he stopped a few steps in front of M/n, holding out his hand expectantly, "You can call me Valentino, my dear. I've heard all about you from the other rings."

"Valentino..?" M/n's frown deepened, his eyes furrowing in response to the moth man's words.

He reached out to take his hand, bringing it to his lips as he pressed a soft his to the back of Valentino's hand, leaving it there for a brief moment before gently letting it go. For a while, he didn't say anything until he eventually gave a small, soft smile, "Ah-- yes, Mr Valentino. I do believe I've heard of you, one of the Vees, right? Apologies for not recognising you, I've only heard of your name."

"No need to apologise, my dear," Valentino let out a huff of amusement, taking another drag from his smoke pipe and blowing it in M/n's direction in the shape of a heart. He moved closer with a small grin before putting of a mock pity expression, walking behind the (h/c)-haired male as he ran his gloved hand across his shoulders, "Being as famous as you are, I'm sure you're surrounded by work- which also means youre so very stressed..."

"Yes, in fact this was one of the rare moments I had to my--" M/n found himself suddenly being dragged towards the door of the shop, a sly smirk plastered across Valentino's face.

"Why, you should've told me sooner! I know just the thing to help you out~" Before M/n could stop him, the other male was leading him along to his studio, all the while chatting his head off about the various talented and beautiful sinners under his wing, making sure to emphasise on the skill part.

At first, the business man thought that he was about to watch a play, or some kind of show, but upon seeing the women dressed in little clothing, the rather interesting cock decorations, and the overall smell of sex in the air, he quickly remembered just who Valentino was, "Ah, right... so that's who you are, I see now."

"Ahahaha-- you don't sound too impressed," The moth-like sinner let out a somewhat nervous laugh as he eventually led M/n into a room with two large doors, harbouring an expensive and rather bold like interior, with a giant bed and even it's own chandelier.

"Ah- forgive me, that's not what I meant. I don't mean to speak down on your profession, Mr Valentino, as a business man myself, I only have praise and respect for those who manage to make it to this level," M/n tried to offer him a polite smile as he was seated on one of the sofas in the center of the room, "It had just slipped my mind, that's all."