He was tipsy just from downing three bottles of vodka and from there, he just couldn't be bothered to give much of a shit anymore. Not about Vaggie's bullshit, Alastor being a creepy, fruity, thorn in his side, not about the fact that he was on his way to Angel's room right now.

Stumbling and cursing like a cute, demonic-winged cat sailor all the way to the pornstar who's been in his head as of late. The same slut who laid waste to his throat and his ass that fateful night that woke up practially the whole suite, and for what reason?

Simple. To show him how better his head game's gotten as of late. Choking down that comically huge dildo at the constant risk of dislocationg his jaw while looking up and trying numerous blowjob techniques on either Al or any horny motherfucker under Charlie's 'therapy' session, which has been a bit of a success so far. So far, he's done quite a lot of good and was gaining the attention of Angel's co-workers and the frequent degens in Valentino's castle of kinks.

After downing the radio demon's balls a few times, added to with soem vodka a while later with numerous damned souls coming and going, he had only one last thing to do: Stick it to Angel Dust.

And how? By draining his balls orally not one time, but perhaps five times, and also, fuck his brains out the exact same way he did him back then. It was only fair. And what better time to do that than now, when he showed up at his door, erect with passion and tail tapping the floor in anticpation for what takes place after. He knew him well enough that the door would be unlocked when he was off for the day and he shoves it open, barges in, and uses his tail to slam it shut. All in one smooth, but clumsy motion, startling the lounging spider demon on his phone.

"What the-" Angel stood up in a rush before laying eyes on a drunk, horny Husk, and calming down instantly. Of course it was him. "Oh. Hey, Husky-Wusky, what's goin' on?" His gold-toothed grin came on seeing the feline's erection on full display. He must've forgotten his pants on the way over. "And witcha lil friend there?"

Husk's only response was to advance without hesitation and pin him down onto the bed by the shoulders, glaring into the sultry spider's eyes with those sexy, piercing dark eyes and yellow irises. That itself was enough to get Angel himself going in his pants before the latter leans in and smashes their lips together. The kiss was deep, fierce with lust, and a great deal of tongues wrestling. Angel moaned into it and grinded against the drunkard in response, palming and scratching behind his ears while simultaneously massaging his black/red patterned wings and raking his claws up and down his fluffy back. For Husk's part, he ruffled his hair and increased his grip on the back of his head to deepen the kiss.

Until they needed to break off to breathe, Angel had long-since won the fight their tongues waged on each other, absorbing the taste of alcohol and the lingering taste of cum he knew was from Alastor. And he definitely wouldn't be the last demon to have used his mouth by how carnal things were getting between them. They break off and while the stripper was busy catching his breath, Husk was in between his legs sliding down his pants and panties as quick as possible, ripping them up in the process. He was all kinds of eager, and he will not waste anymore of his time showing this bitch how good his mouth was.

"What the hell's gotten into ya, Husky?" Angel huffed out, fighting through the daze of their rapidly developing coitus to grab and hold the cat demon back by the head just as he was going to dive down onto his cock at full mast. "Ain't seen ya so eager to taste some cock like you were then, what happened?"

Husk only growled at him in return. "Rrr, fuck off, will ya? I've gotten better at sucking dick just as you wanted me to, and I'm gonna prove it right now!"

"By pratically assaultin' me an' dis here?" Angel rose an eyebrow, still wearing that cocky little grin. "Coulda sworn you'd give me a piece a' your mind first."

"Fuck that, I fucken dare your fruity ass to last from what I'm gonna do to ya, you hear? And then after that, whatever your freaky ass does to me after that, I'll endure it!" The slurring in his voice told him much, if it wasn't obvious enough from samping the vodka in his mouth. And by the lack of hesitance, he was all for it. But he forgot the fact that he himself had also gotten better, in fucking the shit out of a mouth. And it happened to be that shithead Valentino's mouth amongst the others. He'll show him how, but first, he'll let him toot his own horn for a little while so he'd be sure he wasn't lying through his teeth.

His grip on his head loosened and he chuckled, spreading his legs and grabbing his erect cock, having taken a few special drugs to make it three inches longer and a centimeter or two bigger than before as Husk was pracitally drooling, giving him a warming meow as he was more than eager to suck his cock a second time. "Then by all means, go ahead and show me whatcha got~." And he lets go.

Husk's maw opened and he just drops down on his dick, swallowing it all the way down to the very hilt with the tip almost down his throat completely with a gag. Angel gasped, then whooped as he held his cock still with both paws and repeatedly throats his cock, locking his dark eyes onto the dancer before him that hissed and moaned, laughing it up along the way as he pet him. He gagged on his cock, going faster now and sucking harder, swirling his rough, yet skilled tongue around the tip once or twice.

"O-oh, shit, baby," Angel hummed, holding himself back from thrusting into his maw until the time was right. He watched the bartender stroke him off, twisting his paw along his pink-speckled cock while hungrily slurping away, taking him down his throat every once in a while. He was switching techniques without so much as a single thought at random. At first, simply deepthroating him with no problem and at a fast enough pace, then stimulating the head and the urethra during that, and even twisting his paw up and down. That was all three he was using so far, giving it to Angel, so far so good, and he hasn't made one remark, even better! 

"Hrk!" Husk gagged, erotically choking on his cock as he throated him again and stayed there, having complete control over his gag reflex while working to turn him on with these shameless noises. "Khhh..." He gulps, purring. "Ghk."

"Fuck, baby," Angel sighed, laying back and twitching every so often when Husk slowly rose off of him, stopping at the tip and sucking on it softly, twisting around the upper part of his dick. He sucks harder and Angel moaned louder, squishing and rubbing around his fluffy chest with his gloved hands as a way to gain more pleasure. "Yes..."

His head bobs up and down on the tip as he stroked more of his cock, looking him straight in the eyes as his close and his back arches from his actions, followed by him groaning when the feline eventually goes back on him again, making that godlike tongue slither like slik down the underside until he's got him in his throat again, repeating earlier and drooling on him, making this whole thing even hotter, riling up Angel Dust. He would let him carry on just a bit longer before he took control.

The cat pulls off of his cock with a nice pop, sliding his tongue around the head and flitting his tongue into the hole in the middle, sending a pleasurable shock through the spider, who groaned airily and scritched behind his ears as a reward. "There you go, baby. Ah, there you go!"

"Mmhm," Husk grunted, gripping him at the base with both paws again, bobbing his head up and down all eleven inches of his cock, going even faster this time and drawing a series of moans out of Angel, who was halfway there from everything he's done to him so far. Were he still eight inches, he would've already came, but because he made himself bigger, he lasted longer this time. A benefitting side-effect in the porn industry, great for orgies and bangbangs alike. Made him quite a lot of money despite the usual troubles being under Val's thumb.

And since Husky got him halfway there, it was safe to say that he has indeed gotten better at his head game, and it showed like it did. And as proud of him as Angel was, it was about time he showed him how good he was at fucking his mouth, and how effective too. His hand unravels from his chest and flutter onto the bartender's head. In an instant, he tightened his grip once he pulls back to the tip, sucking on it, and with a dangerous look, shoves him back down on his cock.

"HRGH!!!" Husk gagged loudly out of surprise before a pair of legs fold in on his head and hold him down as Angel proceeds to growl ferally and piston the last four inches of his cock into his mouth with the rest stroking his throat that compressed and undulated around him in return, multiplying the pleasure of fucking a good mouth. "Grk-Grk-Grk-Grk-Grk..."

"How's that, Husky? No hands." Angel seethed, having put him in a headlock with his legs, his long and impressively strong legs. He would not be escaping until he said so. But when exactly does he say so? Only time will tell, or if this winged feline comes close to passing out. Whichever comes first, because he's just getting started. 

"Hk! Mmh! Hk-Ghhhh..." Husk's eyes roll up when his legs flex and pin his face flush to his crotch with his entire cock stuffed down his throat, his snout buried in his fluffy naval, and his balls pressing against his chin. "Hggh~."

"Mmhm, just sit there and take it," Angel commands, propping himself up on all four elbows, affirming his hold on him and trembling at the sensation of his throat swallowing on him constantly. He hadn't said it then until now, but this demon's mouth on his cock was the best, and Satan, it wouldn't be the last time he'd admit it. Not even when he'd cum before he was through with him.

After what seemed like an eternity, Angel finally unravels his legs from around the feline demon's head and lets him hastefully pull off to cough and catch his breath. As he does, scooting away onto the floor on his knees, the taller demon stands, languidly stroking his spit-shined dick and spinning it around. He has a lot more in store for him, so he'd better be ready for some intense breathplay. He grabs Husk by the head again and before he retaliated, opening his mouth, Angel was quick to shove his cock back in his maw again, holding him still long enough to close the distance and slide the rest of the way into his throat, sighing heavenly. 

"Oh, yeah," Both hands grab his head and his hips work at peak facefucking speed off the drop, forcing him to throat his cock as roughly as before. His paws hold onto his thrusting hips and tears start to gather in his eyes that look up at the dominant demon using his maw like a toy.

"GwOCK! GwOCK! Hrk! Ggh! Ghk!"

His tongue hangs out, drooling and moving side to side under the shaft that moved smoothly across. Husk moaned, breathing heavily though his nose as he took it well, becoming more turned on by the second. The stripper's shaft becomes caked with saliva as expected when he did long thrusts, splattering it around Husk's occupied mouth and making him as good a slut as before, he loves it.

Angel growled, biting his lip and forcing the feline down on his cock again, holding him there and counting down slowly from ten, listening to his gurgling moans. "Fuck yeah~! Swallow dat fuckin' dick...eight..." He took a deep breath through his snout, his paws wandering around to get a good grip of his ample asscheeks, molding them around like dough and squeezing them, as he needed something else to do other than sit here looking up at this prick choking him with his own pole. "Five..."

"Mmh, mmh, mmh!"

"You got it baby, just a few more to go..." He hissed, whispering a curse. "Four."

His eyes roll up into their sockets leaking tears as his cock pulsed. "Three."

He gurgles on his cock, and he was hardly listening anymore. "Two." Angel said. "One." And he slowly but surely slides him off his shaft.

"Augh, goddamnit, Angel," Husk wheezed, coughing up spittle and heaving. He lasted longer in that endeaver than he was counting on, but he had no time to reflect when he was dragged back onto the bed by Angel and turned around to where he lay facing the ceiling, and after that, Angel's cock dripping drool on his face. "H-hey! The fugh- mmph!"

"Shuddup an' choke on my cock, Husky," Angel responded cheekily, pulling him back to where his head hung off the end of the bed and thrust his dick back down his throat before he said anything else. All he needs to do is be proven wrong. Just because he whores out all the time doesn't mean he can't learn a thing or two, now he'll learn. "Because dat's all your fruity ass is good for." He releases a series of grunts as he throat-swabbed Husk with a vengeance. He squat down, holding him down by the chest and keeping his head even with his first pair of of hands as he did so, lisening to the 'glerk-glerk' sounds he made with his rod balls-deep in his throat, encouraging him to pick up speed and thrust harder.

His hand holding his chin drift down to his bulging neck and unconsciously squeeze. Husk's half-lidded eyes fly open and the airflow in his throat was cut off completely. He was so lost in the pleasure that he was hardly aware of his own actions even with the feline gagging harder on him as his legs flailed and his paws wrapped around his legs tap away rapidly, desperately. The hand around his throat tightens considerably the faster Angel Dust used his mouth, moaning up a storm and high on pleasure.  It wasn't any better that his neck was craned in a way where airflow would come in lopsided.

"GwOCK! GwOCK! NGH! KHHHH!!!" His gurgles were louder now, and he began to feel lightheaded. He did not see this coming, and sooner or later, he'd end up passing out. "Hgk!" Angel hummed at this and looks down to find his hand clasping his throat, but instead of letting go to let him breathe, he upped the antle and leaned over, planting his knees one by one on the end of the bed to where he was over his throbbing, painfully hard cock.

He licked his lips and dove down, sucking away on the cat while keeping a good grip on his throat, and reaching one gloved hand under his leg and prodded at his entrance, which was surprisingly loose. He pushes in with both fingers, pumping knuckle-deep and wiggling them around to go deeper. His other hand cradles his balls and rolls them around, sucking the cat deep and teasing the little barbs around his shaft with his slithering tongue.

All of this, he done while hammering his cock down Husk's throat. And he can bet that he's getting close, considering that all this throatfucking must be getting to his head. It wouldn't be long before he busts himself, but he has one more thing to do with him before that moment came. On Husk's end, his mind was completely in tatters thus far. Being facefucked, choked, sucked off, and fingered deep in the ass at once. He was out of his mind with bliss, and all he could ever do at this point was try his best to stay conscious while working to get more out of this as he could. 

In no time at all while this happened was he close to cumming. Angel was fingerbanging his loose asshole deep, slurping on his dick while practically strangling him. His hand loosens on his throat at some point, allowing some breath to flow into his lungs, albeit through his nose that was taken up by the stripper's soft pubes smelling thickly of cum and rough intercourse. "Mmmh...!" He moaned, feeling more of his hot mouth on his cock instead. "Mmmh...! Mmmh! Mm-mmmh! Mrg- hk!"

Angel noted his muffled cries of pleasure as he tasted his precum and swirled his tongue around his pulsating length, deciding on a new course of action and wrapping all four of his arms around his torso, settling his cock deep in Husk's esaphogus for a few moments, letting him choke on his cock a little more. He took pleasure out of it, forcing the depravity of his desires out of him to be shown in full. 

"Ghk, urgh!" Husk groaned on his cock before it slid out of his mouth and felt his flattened wings leave the bed along with him. He finds himself hanging upside down before he fully realizes it in full with his legs over Angel's shoulders. "Huh? Wha...?"

"Sorry 'bout that, Husky, I wanted to try sumthin' new here, if ya don't mind," Angel said after popping his cock out of his mouth, standing tall and holding the short feline upside down with the usage of all four arms. Effortlessly, mind you. He kissed his ballsack and gave it a nice lick, prompting him to wrap his legs behind his head. " How is it?"

"I-" And with the help of his third set of arms, Husk was once again, silenced by Angel shoving his dick down his throat again. He sighed, that tongue of his making it even better. Man, was his mouth good. He was even better than Alastor or Valentino, though they can be trained to do what his little kitty does, taking cock down the throat. He stood there and swung his hips against the hot, wet maw dripping saliva onto the ground with Husk gargling him down, sounding as sexy as before.

"Fuck yeah, bitch, take it!" He snarled. "Take it all!" He held him tighter, fucking his face to the point where he slapped his snout with his balls every so often that were damp from the saliva. He released a hot exhale on his balls and slipped his dick back into his mouth, sucking as fast as he railed his mouth, feeling his cock go down his throat from a different angle and make his dick tingle like crazy, with pressure beginning to ramp up in his gut.

"MMMH~!" Husk finally moans out loud through his filled mouth as he cums hard in Angel's mouth, shaking in his arms with his eyes crossing, filled with lust. 

The spider purred, swilling down the ropes of cum pumping into his mouth with the twirl of a cunning tongue, holding him down to make hin choke on his dick while swallowing his seed. It was tasty and it came in thick shots, coating the inside of his mouth that he swallows down in no time at all. He sucked harder, coaxing more out of him and slides off with a wet pop at the exact moment he was close. He licked his lips, moaning in sweet bliss. "That hit the spot."

Husk's struggling gag on him catches his attention and his third set of arms pull him off his cock as he was turned upside up and forced to his knees in record speed and his vision clears up after the vertigo passed to see Angel above him now, jerking his cock in his face and panting heavily.

"Fuck, I'm about to nut, baby..." He moaned, biting his lip afterward and slapping the panting cat in the face with his meat. "Tell me where ya want it."

"H-huh?" He hadn't been listening, as he was too distracted by the sopping wet meat of the stripper hitting him in the face. His tongue was out though, slurping the underside of his cock each time it struck him across both cheeks and rubbed over his face, dampening it with his spit.

Angel growled a laugh, smacking him a little harder on the snout and making him meow to attention. "Tell me where you want my nut. Beg for it."

"W-why?"

Another smack in the nose, and it annoyed him more than it turned him on.

"Cuz I said so, bitch," He answered, jerking his meat for Husk, who looked more than eager to have it in his mouth again. "Now beg! Unless ya want me to choke yer ass into a coma!"

That tone of his was lustful, yet dripped with hostility. If that didn't quicken his pulse and turn him on more than ever, then he really was as emotionally damaged than he thought. His tail tapped rapidly against the bed and the floor as he meowed in desperation as a way of saying, 'please cum on my face!', but the tip of Angel's cock slapping his nose was the only response that he got.

"I don't speak cat, darlin', gotta do bettah than dat~." He stroked some more and slapped him back and forth with his albino salami, coursing another moan out of him. He was completely out of it with lust, and those heart-shaped pupils in his eyes and submissive behavior showed for it.

"P-please..." Husk started, biting his lip as the throbbing thing rubbed all across his face, sending shivers up and down his spine. "Put it on my f-face..." The last part came out as a whisper. He found facials to be hot and it would be embarrassing to admit that hidden kink, and he'd rather be dead again than do it. But in this moment, he had no other choice but to, and he hoped the walking sex machine hadn't caught up on it, if he didn't slap his nose again with his dick.

"Speak up, Husky, I can't hear ya." Angel chided, smacking him again after that.

"C-C-cum." Husk began shakily while his cock just slaps him repeatedly. "O-on..." Plap. "My...ngh~!" Plap. "F-Face-" Plap. Plap. Plap. 

"Quit it!" He snapped, blushing darkly in the face when the spider took it upon himself to tap him on the snout with his cock twice in a row whilst snickering at him.

"Sorry, sorry, I just can't help slappin' dis bad boy all on yer pretty lil face," He laughed, still doing it but at a slower rate. "Also, what'd you say again? I didn't quite get that."

The corner of Husk's spit-coated mouth curl into a sneer as he snarled, not even caring if he'd never hear the end of it. "JUST CUM ON MY FACE!!!" He yelled, loud enough to be heard from next door, if the intensely loud gargling he did taking this asshole's cock down his sore throat hadn't been loud enough.

And if Angel was taken aback by the sudden outburst, then he wasn't showing it, but he wasn't teasing him anymore, much to his relief as he started back jerking off fiercely in his face, using two hands for the job. "Hehe, if ya insist." His grin made him want to jump up and knock all the teeth out of it, but all he thought about right now was getting that well-deserved milky shower. He hung his tongue out, assuming his submissive side as fast as his anger left, purring up a storm while waiting for the spider's inevitable orgasm.

"Thaaat's it, baby, keep looking just like that," Angel drew out, stroking faster at the slutty face of Husk that would be painted in a moment. Those black eyes were filled with love and lust, his fucked face was flustered, and that hot, cocksucking mouth was open with that glorious rough tongue out and drooling just for him. God, the sight was something to jack off to, and his hands were working in hyperdrive. "Gonna give it a nice ol' makeover, haaaah, you ready?"

He nodded without so much as wasting a second. "Good. Good...~!"

In only a few couple of strokes, does Angel reach his orgasm with a shaky moan, as he was a lot closer than he thought. "Aww, fuhuhuuck, Husky!" He hissed, then groaned as he shot thick shots of spider jizz all over the aneorxic kitty's face. His eyes close as he painted his face in nice white ropes, moaning with him as a few of those shots went into his mouth that he swallows up with glee. He moved his head side to side so that he'd shoot it all over his face, even on his ear if he reached far enough. "Y-yeaah~! Yeah, baby, fuck!"

"Uh-huh!" He moaned, licking the mess off from around his maw and swallowing it as Angel worked to wring out every last drop in his balls. "Nyah~!"

"Goddamn, you're such a slut," He snickered, flicking a few drops onto the bartender's dirtied face when he was through. "And I fuckin' love it."

"Bleh..." Husk grunted, wiping his face free of cum and licking it up. "Mmmh..." Just as he was halfway through, Angel had lowered down to his level, licking some off of his cheek before taking it in hand and drawing him close.

"Hope you enjoyed, Husky," He purred as the latter rolled his eyes, blinking the splooge out of it before closing the distance and connecting their lips.