Erm... Voice And Room Reveal Ig--?

What the FUCK

Is the opposite of a fucking fishbowl

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AWWWWW THANK YOUUU!!!‼️‼️💖💖

People that make tickle stuffs and love Bart Simpson being a lee specifically...

Where ya at?

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They are cute:)

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same requester, I’m fine with anything!!!

Your wish is my command!<3

Attack, Asshole!

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--Suction Cup Man got absolutely assaulted TWICE!! Time for a little... revenge~--

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|Lee - Guy Business -- Ler - Suction Cup Man|

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FT - Gina & Penny

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Suction Cup Man was in his little hut, snuggled up with his suction cups, pouting. Why was he pouting? Because he got absolutely DESTROYED by a guy that sells PLUNGERS!! And that's bullshit in his book! He also got sued by the man... but that's besides the point!! He almost sunk into his suction cups until he shot up and (accidentally) tumbled down over to his computer. "Ow..." he muttered before crawling back up and going on "Booble" and searching up; "Revenge Ideas On Business Guys" as he (surprisingly) got results.

Guy Business was happily reading papers in his office with the window open, then all of a sudden an egg got shot at him and hit him on the side of the face. "Ow! The fu--" he dodged another egg before storming to the window, looking down. "I HATE YOUUUUU!!" he heard a faint yet familiar, voice say. He knew exactly who this was. "Oldest trick in the book, asshole!" he called out before slamming his window shut. Suction Cup Man huffed before slamming the carton of eggs down to the floor, hearing them crack with a little thud. "I need new strategies..."

Again, after at least an hour, Guy Business was walking back to his office after a talk with Penny. He was walking until a fucking metal ball got thrown it front of him, making a hole/crack in the wall and a very loud crash from the window it came from. "Oh my... what the actual FUCK?!" Guy Business ran over to his broken window and looked down yet again. "HOPEFULLY THAT HIT YOU!!!!" he heard Suction Cup Mans voice faintly say. "WHAT THE HELL MAN?! ARE YOU INSANE?!" Guy Business called out, with a hint of concern in his voice. "YES!!" Suction Cup Man answered with pride. "THE FU... I'M CALLING THE COPS!!!" Guy Business announced, running over to his office. Suction Cup Man just booked it after Business Dummy said that.

It's been 3 hours since Guy Business's window got fucking demolished by a god damn metal ball. Guy Business was back at his office once the window got fixed/replaced. Then, he heard a SPLAT from outside his window. He looked over and saw blue, purple, and white paint splattered all over his window. He groaned and walked over to the window next to it and opened it. "Give it up!! What your doing is USELESS!!--" Guy Business's voice pitched as he closed his window quickly once paint shot out at him. Suction Cup Man scoffed and stormed off. 'I need Gina's help...' he thought before running off to his friends store

"GINA!!" Suction Cup Man yelled, busting open the door making Gina jump. "WAHH-- What?!" Gina dropped her magazine out of shock and looked over at her friend. "I need heeeeeheeelp...!" he whined, fumbling over to her counter as he banged his head/face on it. "What happened?" Gina sighed and patted his head softly. "All my plans fucking failed!! Nothing affects the dummy in ANY way!" he leaned over the counter to hug her and whine into her shoulder. Gina sighed and rubbed his back soothingly. "There there... what did he do to you again??" she asked, looking down at him. "He... ughhhh... the... flutter thingy..." Suction Cup Man lifted himself up and sat on the counter. "Ah. Hmm... then why don't you just do it back??" she suggested with a shrug. Suction Cup Man blinked and looked down for a moment. "Ooh... that... that isn't such a bad idea! Thanks Ginny!" he hopped over the counter and darted for the door as he heard Gina groan in annoyance. "Stop calling me that!" she called back as she a very faint "Never!" call back to her. She only shook her head and chuckled in response.

Guy Business just got back from a talk with the cleaners and was walking back to his office yet again. He opened the door and nearly jumped out his skin when he was met with a Suction Cup Man standing in front of his desk with a huge ass smile. "Heya Business Dummy!!" he waved at the flabbergasted businessman. "What the-- how did you get in here?!" "Aaah, I used the front door--" Suction Cup Man said sarcastically, waving his hands in front of his face. "What do you think, DUMBASS?!" he pointed to the open window with suction cups outside, sticking to the window(s). All he got in response was a scoff. "Whatever! What do you want?! You've been pestering me all day!" Guy Business pinched the bridge of his nose, looking up at his snickering frenemy. "Just come here... just a little... hmm... apology, let's say~" Suction Cup Man said in a slight teasy and friendly tone. Guy Business blinked and raised an eyebrow. "Do I have a choice?..." he questioned with annoyance. "Nope!" "Of course..." he sighed and dragged himself in front of the (slightly) shorter one.

"Wha--" before the tired guy could even finish, Suction Cup Mans hands shot up to Guy Business's underarms, wiggling his fingers and making the older one jump and burst out into little giggles "Pff-- hehehehe! H-Hehehey! Wh-What gihihives?! Ehehehe!" "Revenge gives, duh!" Suction Cup Man chuckled, moving his hand down to softly poke Guy Business's sides. "Shihihihihhit!! S-Suhuhuhuction Cup Mahahahahahahahan!!" he squeaked and tried to pry his hands off. "Yessssss?~" Suction Cup Man answered in a teasy sing-songy way. "D-Dohohon't speak like thaaaahahahahahahahahat! *snort*" "Pff-- hah! Look at that. You can snort as well!" "Sh-Shut uhuhuhup! Ahehehehehe!" Guy Business blushed a little from the stupid teasing. "Aww, is that little blush I see?~" Suction Cup Man teased, moving his hand to Guy Business's stomach, tracing little shapes. "NohohohOHOHOHOHO-- IhihihiHIHIHIT ihihihisn't!! Ehehehehehe!!" Guy Business tried his best to push himself away from Suction Cup Man, or to push Suction Cup Man away from h i m. "WhahahaHAHAHAT is this, eheheheven fohohohohor?!" "You REALLY don't know??" Suction Cup Man asked in a bit of disbelief. "NOHOHOHOHO?" Guy Business shrugged a little, well, the best he could. "Damn... you really are a dummy." Suction Cup Man then dug his fingers in between Guy Business's ribs "SHIHIHIHIHIT-- W-WAAHAHAHAHAHIT!!--" Now that caught Suction Cup Man's attention "Ooh! Did I find a sensitive spot?" Suction Cup Man giggled before spidering up and down Guy Business's ribs. "NOHOHOHOHOHO-- F-FUCKIN' STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!! *squeal*" "You tickled me twice, asshole!" Suction Cup Man rolled his eyes "THIHIHIHIS IS WHAHAHAHAT ITS FOHOHOHOHOHOR?! Y-YOU'RE SO DUHUHUHUHUHUMB!!" Guy Business snorted and squealed as Suction Cup Man gasped "That's offensive! I would never say that to you!" "LIAR!!" Suction Cup Man just chuckled.

Then, the door came in "Hey, sir, have you--" Penny walked in before looking at Suction Cup Man and her boss "Hi Penny! Do you know where his like... M O S T sensitive spot is at all? You worked for him for a while, right?" Suction Cup Man asked innocently, fluttering his eyes. "DOHOHOHOHON'T YOU TEHEHEHEHELL HIM!!" Guy Business managed to laugh out before squealing after Suction Cup Man squeezed his ribs. "Hush you!" Penny just stood there and sighed. "Honestly... boss, you got on my nerves with that stupid meeting. So, here. Try his knees and palms." Penny said, crossing her arms. "Ah! Thanks, Penny!" Suction Cup Man's hand went under Guy Business's leg, earning a squeal out of him. "No problem!" Penny waved goodbye and shut the door behind her as she left. "YOU BIHIHIHITCH-- GEHEHEHET BACK HEHEHERE-- OHOHOHOHOHO NOHOHOHOHOHO!!" Tears pricked out from Guy Business's eye coners. "Oh yeah? No? You don't like this?~" "SHIHIHIHIHT!! SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUHUHUP!!" Guy Business didn't know exactly what to do or say. His mind was cluttered up with fuzzy feels and flustering bullshit. "Hmm... no, I don't think I will. Besides, you've earned this, Mr. Billionaire!" Suction Cup Man grinned, grabbing Guy Business's hand and scittering his fingers on his palm. "SHIT!! SHIT SHIT SHIHIHIHIHIT!! CUHUHUHUHUP MAHAHAHAHAN!!" "What's the matter, dum-dum?" "OKAY!!-- OKAY OHOHOHOHOKAY!!! I'M SORRY I'M FUCKIN' SOHOHOHOHOHOHORRYEHEHEHEHRHE!! JUST PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!! *snort* AH SHIHIHIHIHIT!" Suction Cup Man giggled at his reaction.

"Hmm, fine!" He stopped and backed away from the dude, letting the old guy catch his breath. "Oho... you mother--" Guy Business glared as Suction Cup Man ran out the window and opened up his parachute "GET ATTACKED, ASSHOLE!!!" Suction Cup Man screamed, flying away. Guy Business just scoffed. "I'll get him later... Penny first..." He muttered walking out of his office.

🤍End🧡

LEE NOAH LER ALEJANDRO🙏

Of course my dear friend!<3 @alejandrosballcancer

Never Again.

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--After The Show--

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|Lee - Noah (Some Lee! Alejandro towards the end) -- Ler - Alejandro (Some Ler! Noah towards the end)|

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Mentioned - Owen

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Ships Included - Alenoah

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Noah and Alejandro were cuddling on their shared bed, Alejandro being a big spoon

"Hmm... ya smell nice, mi amor." Alejandro hugged his boyfriend tightly

"Heh.. thanks?" Noah chuckled before going back to his phone

"When are you gonna pay attention to mee?" Alejandro chuckled, nuzzling his face in his lovers hair

"Mmm... when you stop being weird." Noah smirked, scrolling through his phone

"Oh... that's far too bad~" Alejandro's hand snaked down and ticked his stomach

"Ehe-- bahabe!" Noah chuckled, curling up and holding his phone to his chest

Noah wasn't terribly ticklish, just a little bit. There was certain spots, though.

"I just want some attention... is that so bad?" Alejandro poked and squeezed Noah's stomach

"Yehehes!"

"Yes? Oh, I'm wounded, Cariño~" He teased, nuzzling the back of Noah's head

"Hehehe! Oh, stohohop!" Noah giggled, hiding his face in his phone

"Then pay attention to your one and only~" Alejandro teased, scratching at Noah's sides

Noah snickered "Oho come on! Nohot fahahair!"

"Yes fair!~"

"Staha--" He squealed, kicking his feet a little

"Oh, don't start squirming now, Bebé~" Alejandro grinned, chuckling

"I cahahan't hehelp ihit! *hic*" He hiccuped, squinting his eyes shut

"Oh, remember when I used to do this to you in World Tour?~" Alejandro reminded him

"Ahahand embarrass mehe?!" Noah blushed at the thought itself

"Indeed... Owen thought it was cute."

"Hehe thinks everything is cuhuhute!"

"Yeah, because you aren't struggling to get away that much." Alejandro chuckled

"Naha-! Behecause it ihisn't thahat bahahad!"

"Oh... but if I go here..." Alejandro brushed the back of Noah's neck

"NAHA--! HEHEHEHEY!" Noah squealed squirming around a tad bit more

"Ooh, I like that reaction!~"

"HOHONEY PLEHEASE! *hic*" Noah let go of his phone, covering his mouth to muffle his laughter

"Give me attentionnnn~" He said in a singy-songy tone

"OKAY-! OHOHOKAY!" Noah squealed, covering his face

Alejandro chuckled and stopped. "Heh..."

Noah sighed in relief before turning over and resting his forehead on Alejandro's chest

Alejandro smirked and rested his head on his, snuggling him

He squeaked as he felt a squeeze at his hip "NOHOAH-!"

"Never. Again."

💙End❤️

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH AHH😭💞

The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known || Hazbin Tickle Fic ||

A/N: this entire fic was inspired by that one scene where Al threatens Husk in ep 5. it broke my heart to see him so utterly petrified so I wrote this as a hurt/comfort for myself

Warnings: mentions of Alastor's control over Husk, slight NSFW language but it's not actually sexual I just didn't have any synonyms for what I meant lol

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When you're an Overlord of Hell, you tend to get pretty comfortable with staying in control.

Because one wrong move can mean the end of the line.

Husk knew that better than most.

And even now, after all that power of his was lost, he still found himself more suited to calling the shots in whatever situation he found himself in. It was just easier that way. If he could remain on top of things, then nothing would go wrong. Mostly.

That feeling of security never lasted long, though, because sooner or later, he was reminded of the terrible choice he made long ago. That he gave away his autonomy to the most psychotic demon in hell.

The way he spoke to him. Like he was so small. And insignificant. Like he existed purely for the bastard's own amusement and nothing else. Any input given was condescended to, patronized, and dehumanized. It formed an ugly little pit in Husk's chest. How little control he had once Alastor stepped into the room. It scared him, in a way that so few things did.

At least he had someone else to talk to who knew how he felt.

Speaking of whom, Angel Dust strutted into the bedroom, sporting a fluffy silk robe.

"Hope I didn't make you wait too long~" he whined seductively.

"Not long at all," the other purred.

The two settled down together in bed, soaking in each other's embrace.

Tonight was all about them, huddled together in hell's moonlight.

Husk remained still as Angel shifted downward until his head fit under Husk's chin, knowing just where to go.

He loved to be pampered, that much was obvious.

It was peaceful for some time before Angel's eyes suddenly blinked open.

"Hey. How come you never want a turn at being the little spoon? I'm not unreasonable, I'm sure we could share," he said coyly.

Husk didn't quite know what to say to that. It wasn't something that needed to be spoken in words. Husk dominated, Angel submitted (in more ways than one). It seemed almost absurd to suggest that Husk would be the one being given affection.

"Nah, I'm good. You look pretty comfy down there, anyway."

Angel, however, wasn't satisfied with that answer. He pulled himself back to get a good look at the cat's face, cocking his own head curiously. Who wouldn't want to be on the receiving end? Even once? It couldn't be understated how warm and protected one could feel in the arms of another. And Husk didn't want that? Did he feel pressured to say that because he knew Angel liked to take that spot?

"Really? You THAT much of a top that you can't play second fiddle once?" said Angel.

"I'm just not a big... "softy-cuddles" kinda guy, as if you already couldn't tell," Husk admitted, gesturing to his overall gruff demeanor.

Angel studied his face.

"Not buying that for a second," he said, punctuating each word with a poke to the chest. "Come on, you're missing out!"

"That's sweet, babe, but I'm-"

"Just five minutes?" Angel pleaded, holding five fingers up in front of him, "Five minutes of me cuddling you for a change. If you decide you hate it, I won't bring it up again. I just... you're always taking care o' me. I want to give some of that back to you, ya'know? You deserve it."

Fuck.

How was he supposed to say no to those puppy eyes?

Besides, it couldn't hurt... right?

"Fine," Husk relented.

"Yay!" His boyfriend cheered.

They rearranged their positions; Husk now farther down the length of the bed and Angel wrapping all three pairs of arms around him like a furry burrito. His knees and head also tucked themselves inward to cradle the cat properly.

It still made Husk a little tense, letting someone handle him so willfully, but the touch was too nice to deny for very long. Thoughts of safety oozed into his brain as his body relaxed against the chest behind him.

"See? Now isn't this nice?" said Angel softly, barely above a whisper, "For a man who supposedly doesn't little-spoon, you've got the moves down pat."

"I'm not making any moves," Husk mumbled, smiling loudly in his voice.

"Well, you're relaxed, aren't ya?"

In a way.

Angel peered down at the bundle of fuzz, taking in how much shorter he was in comparison.

"Awww! I never noticed how cute you were from up here." His hand began petting the top of the kitty's head, smoothing down the hair.

And there was that feeling again. The one that couldn't let Husk enjoy a good thing while he had it. The fear of releasing control.

"I'm not a pet," he grumbled, having no control over the defensiveness in his voice.

Angel, ever oblivious, pressed on. "Oh, but you are to me~. My sweet little Husky~."

Finally, the camel's back broke under that straw.

"Just stop, okay?! I don't-" Husk took a much-needed breath, sitting up, "I know being treated like a toy is your thing, but it's not mine. I don't like being talked to like I'm a pet. Like all I am is your little dancing monkey." It dawned on him just how much of all that was directed at Alastor. The words sunk in like cement in a lake, and he turned his eyes away, unable to look at what he just ruined.

Angel blinked. All of sudden, the moment had soured, and he had no clue why. Was it something he said? Husk said he didn't want to be treated like a toy. Is that how he felt? Like he wasn't valued? That wasn't what he was trying to say at all! It was adoration! Not condescension.

"What...?" Angel breathed.

"Forget it. Just, I'm sorry-"

"No! No, don't apologize," Angel interrupted, choosing his next words carefully, "I'm sorry if I made you feel that way. It wasn't what I meant to say. I wasn't tryin' to say you were weak or small. I was... I was trying to tells you that I adore ya. You do so much for me and our friends. You look out for us, and protect us, and listen to our bullshit problems all the time.

"I think so highly of you, Husk. You don't take shit from no one, not even me. You're unafraid to speak your mind. You know how to keep your head when life gets messy. I got nothing but respect for you. That's why I wanted to do all this. That's why I want to pamper you with love and shit. Because you're always so strong, and I wanted to... I don't know... give you the space where you didn't have to be strong. Not with me."

A heavy silence fell over the room.

Husk couldn't find the words even if he tried. He had never heard such meaningful things spoken about him. Him, the grouchy barfly. How could he possibly come back from such a beautiful declaration? Especially now with how foolish he felt. It had never occurred to him that accepting affection was an act of good, and not an admission of weakness. That someone could be trusted to hold him in their hands and lift him up rather than drag him down.

Angel could never be Alastor. This was not a hostage situation.

This was a security.

One that he felt that he needed in this moment more than ever.

"Fuck... I'm sorry. I messed up everything and spoiled the mood. I'm still not very good at this whole intimacy stuff," Husk sighed.

"I know, and it's okay. I can teach you," Angel cupped his hand around Husk's cheek.

Husk leaned into the touch. "And uh... thanks. For what you said."

"I meant it."

What did Husk do on Earth to deserve such an Angel?

"Look, if uh. Ahem. If you still wanted to... to do what you were doing before... you know, I won't fight you," Husk stammered, falling quieter with each word.

If that's the only means of permission that Angel can get right now, then he'll take it. He gently eased Husk onto his back once more.

"Good. 'Cause I still have lots more love to give you, sweetcheeks." Angel's iconic smile returned.

Even though Husk basically just admitted he wanted Angel to keep going, his praises were beginning to fluster him. The corners of his lips started to rise, and the only defense he had against them was to turn his face away from the man in front of him.

"You like it when I talk to you like that, huh, baby? Do you hear in my voice how much I'm crazy about you? How I'd do anything for ya? Cause I would~. There's nothing that you don't deserve," Angel said, scratching oh so lightly beneath Husk's chin.

Husk squeezed his eyes shut as he surrendered to his smile and tried to crush Angel's hand with his neck.

"It's true~. Because you're just the cutest little thing alive! Er, unalive, so to speak," the spider said, feeling encouraged by this reaction, and bringing another hand to scritch in the middle of his side.

Before he could stop it, a giggle escaped from Husk's mouth. Mortified, he then clamped his jaw shut, holding any more upcoming laughs in.

"You don't have to pretend for me, baby. It's just us here," said Angel, now bringing all three sets of arms into the mix. One pair was tracing his sides, another scritching either sides of his neck, and the last drumming their fingers torturously over his belly.

The giggles rose back up again, and this time shutting his mouth wasn't keeping them at bay. If he weren't so stubborn, he might've given in by now. But it was just too embarrassing.

Husk clapped his paws over his mouth, and while it did (partially) succeed in quieting his laughter, it didn't do anything to remedy the tickly sensations now all over his torso. He twitched and quivered under the touch, but with Angel hovering over him, it didn't leave much room for reprieve.

"This looks like it really tickles. I'm sure you'd feel better if you let all those laugh out!" Angel encouraged, "Pleeeeeease? For me? For yourself?"

Still, he didn't budge.

"Okay. I didn't wanna have to do this, but you've left me with no otha' options." Angel took one hand that was scratching his chin and took both of Husk's paws in it, holding them above the cat's head.

The effect was gradual.

At first, you couldn't hear a peep. Then, over a matter of seconds, Husk's giggles began to bubble up once more, fighting their way to the surface, and tickling him from the inside out.

It was over. Before long, there was nothing between the loving attacker and the melodic sound he adored so much. It started out deeper and huskier, much like his normal speaking voice, but with each passing moment, it grew higher in pitch; the kind of laugh he reserved only for his softer moments with Angel.

The spider took this as a sign to continue and deepened the pressure of all of his appendages, digging into the jittery muscles.

Husk couldn't even recognize himself anymore. He sounded nothing like the bitter old drunk he normally was. In its place, was a goofy little lovesick fool who laughed like no one in the world could hear him. He guffawed and chortled and cackled with reckless abandon.

"There it itihis! There's that gorgeous laughter!" Said Angel. "For a moment there, I thought you was bout to explode!"

The compliment somehow made everything worse. The helplessness of the situation was still there, the feeling of being small, but it was... different. Like he was small enough to be held in someone's palm and protected from all harm. It felt safe.

Husk's cheeks began to burn red.

Hopefully, Angel would be too distracted to notice.

"Aw baaabe! Are you blushin'?!"

Fuck.

As if on cue, his cheeks burned brighter.

"Am I making you feel flustered~? Does it make it tickle more?"

"WOHOHOULD YOU SHUHUT UHUHUP?!"

"So it does. Hmm," Angel hummed as he started moving his hands faster and faster up and down his body. Up his sides, then down his sides, up his tummy, then down his tummy.

It was maddening.

It was tortuous.

It was wonderful.

If Heaven didn't feel like this, he didn't want it. If salvation didn't give him the same amount of relief and safety and joy that playing with his lover gave, then it wasn't worth it. He'd stay in this inferno of hell forever if it meant he could stay with Angel. Stay in this moment.

The demon in question kept on with his teases.

"Who's the cutest little thing~?" Angel cooed as he noticed Husk jump when he touched the lowest portion of his belly, "Ohoho, looks like someone's ticklish! Coochie coochie coooo~!"

Just when Husk thought he couldn't laugh any harder, he did.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA YOU FUHUHUCKING PRIHIHICK HAHAHA!" Husk snorted.

"Oho my gosh! You sound just like Fat Nuggets!" Angel chortled.

Husk's laughter was beginning to go silent, and started getting wheezier. This, Angel knew, meant it was time to stop.

"Alright, doll, I think you've had enough," Angel said as he released his prisoner.

As the spider removed his hands from his body, Husk started panting and giggling hysterically, still feeling the phantom sensations on his skin.

"Need some help there?" Angel offered, moving his hands back towards the other's belly.

Husk curled away from his hands, "Dohohon't!"

"I'm not gonna tickle ya, I swear! I'm just gonna get the leftover tickles to go away. Okay?"

Husk nodded hesitantly and revealed his stomach to him.

Angel's hands met his fur, and although it did jump at first, the firm pressure and massaging motions rubbed away the remaining tickles, just like he said it would.

"Dahamn. That really works." Husk breathed.

"Right? Now do you feel better?"

"Yeah," Husk sat up as Angel gave him room, "You know, for such a compliant gentleman, you sure do know how to take charge."

Angel swiveled to Husk with his mouth agape. "I can be a boss when I wanna be!"

"Heh. Sure, power bottom."

Angel reached for Husk's right foot (or paw) and skittered one set of fingers over it.

"NonononONONOHOHO! I'M SORRY, I TAKE IT BACK! I tahahake it bahahack! Hehehehe!"

"Uh huh. That's what I thought," Angel stopped and huffed with a wink, nothing but kind love behind his eyes, "So. You ready for bed?"

"After all that laughing? Hell yes I am. I might even sleep through tomorrow." Husk said tiredly.

Angel chuckled, sidling up behind Husk and gently cacooning his arms around him again.

"This okay?"

Husk sighed.

"It's perfect."

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Wooh! That was a rollercoaster! 😅 Hope the people that wanted lee!husk enjoyed this fic 🫶

I'll forever love this

THANKS FOR THE 2K!

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