For Just One Night (AngelDust X Husk)

Simple Pleasure

Husk POV:

Angel's eyes were moving sporadically, looking at my eyes, my mouth, my ears, and our hands softly interacting, my finger tracing him and making it more and more apparent that wanted him to come closer. My tail began to move on it's own, flowing from behind me to on top of my thigh. My other hand instinctually grabbed it for comfort. I wanted to grab HIM. To pull him closer to me and wrap my wings around him, encompassing us in our own little world. It was all too perfect to be real. I wanted him. I wanted him really bad.

The thought snapped me out of my trance.

"N-no, we can't be like this,".

I took my hand off of the bar and grasped my tail, joining it with my other. The wounds still felt sore, but they were covered with a lovingly wrapped package that Angel had prepared himself. It made everything better.

"We just can't,".

Angel's eyes lost their luster, and he slowly placed his hands in his lap, looking down as he spoke;

"Why not..?"

"Because its fucking stupid. This is wrong and you just want to fucking manipulate me, right? That's what all this disgusting 'lovey dovey' shit is, RIGHT?"

Saying the words out loud hurt. I didn't want to believe it, but it all just made sense. Why else would he pester me like this?

"No.. no! This aint' wrong! This is the best feelin' I've had with anyone! Ya' make me feel like Ima lil' girl with a crush! As fuckin' hard as it may be to believe this, kitten, I don't. Wanna. Hurt ya. I don't hate ya, dammit, I love you!"

My ears flattened completely and I was at a loss for words. Angel's whole face and chest was blushed with a deep pink, and he quickly tried to play it off as nothing.

"I don't- I mean- you're a really good friend... I don't hate ya.. I enjoy your company? I like lookin at ya'... no, that's weird. Is that weird? I don't think tha-"

I stood up from my stool so I could look down at him. He paused in the middle of his sentence and the pink on his cheeks and under his eyes got warmer. If it was going to be any time, it was right then. I cupped my paws around his cheeks and let our lips touch. It was a natural movement, almost as if our faces were destined to be this close. I closed my eyes tight, only letting myself feel the sensation of the pattern our lips were creating. Light kisses were constant, neither of us backing away to get personal space or to advance further. It wasn't intense, there was no wetness to it, it was just a simple series of kisses. My fur was standing up on my neck and shoulders, and my tail was wrapping around my leg. Everything was warm. Absolutely every part of me felt fragile and heated.

This is so, so wrong. This can't be real. I hope he was genuine, I don't want to look like a fool. I dont want to mess up. I don't know how to do this, do I go further? Do I stop?

I started to remove my hands from his face, and opened my eyes to see Angel in absolute awe. His long eyelashes fluttered, and a light pink dusting on his cheeks accompanied his bright smile.

I must've just woken from a dream. I stepped back and put my hand on my neck while trying to suppress the redness that I knew was spreading throughout my face.

"I- Uh... should get going maybe. Somewhere else. I um... didnt realize what I was fucking getting into,".

Angel was still looking at me, dazed. He was fucking gorgeous.

"Well sweetheart, I know EXACTLY what I'm gettin myself into,".

My breathing instantly got more difficult. It felt as if my heart was spilling over into my lungs, turning the inside of my chest to a pool of overwhelming and unfamiliar emotions. He smirked and fluttered his eyelashes at me again while he moved his two top arms up to my neck, pulling me down to his level. I stumbled forward, and was forced to support myself with my arms on his legs.

"You're very handsome, kitty cat,".

I felt my whole world spinning. He actually liked me.

"I don't want to get hurt again, Angel,".

He started scratching my neck, which in turn made my legs weak. The affection was more intoxicating than any drink I've ever made.

"I wont hurtcha' again baby. Ya tell me ta stop, and I'll stop. Ya tell me ta keep goin, and I'll make sure ya have a night to remember~,".

The words sank in my mind, being washed away by the wave of pleasure received from his fingers running through my fur and making contact with my skin. Sometime in that minute, I had been reduced to a mess laying my top half on his lap, and my legs barely being able to hold up the rest of my weight. I was very obviously purring, the vibrations running through my body. I didn't care about looking stupid or pathetic. I didn't mind that I was at the mercy of his touch. For once, I was going to let myself indulge in the simple pleasure of being loved.