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“I’M BACK, BABY~!”

(IT’S THE ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF ME RPING ANGEL DUST--)

Sighs heavily, face flushing a deep shade of pink. He continued grinding against the overlord, his eyelids drooping. “Please, Val! I-I need ya t’ restrain me an’ fuck me HARD.”

“C’mon, daddy-- please!” The spider demon pleaded, stifling back another whine. Angel draped a pair of arms around Valentino and lightly grinded against him. “Y’wanna hear me beg? ‘cause I will.” 

“Aww...” Angel smiled softly, gently stroking the other’s face. “Y’don’t got anythin’ to be sorry about! I like that yer needy.”

“Hell yeah, baby!” Angel’s smile widened as he noticed Vix’s tail, though he decided not to comment on it. His eyes lit up. “Are... are we basically engaged, now, or--?”

“Marriage?” Angel’s eyes widened for a moment and then he beamed. “I’ve thought about it, ‘course I have! I’d love t’ be married to ya, Vix.” He brushed his fingers through his boyfriend’s hair. “That’s a good idea.”

Angel nodded in understanding and tilted his head to the side. “Yeah, I know what y’ mean. Raisin’ a kid wouldn’t be easy, we’d probably have to read up about it before gettin’ one anyways. Honestly, I wouldn’t know where t’ start, either.”

Yeah, that was a little worrying. “What’s wrong, daddy? Feelin’ lonely tonight?” Angel walked over to Valentino, then sat directly on his lap. He placed a pair of hands lightly against the other’s face. “I’m here, I’ll stay wit’ ya tonight, okay?”

“It’s been okay, I guess. Got t’ beat up some sap who copped a feel! Felt great.” Angel snickered and raised a curious brow. “Physicist? Ah, so yer a real smarty-pants. I was never th’ intellectual type.” And boy, did people let him remember it. “That mean y’ study physics? I never understood physics.” 

“I understand that. I sometimes babysat durin’ my teenage years, plus bein’ in a big Italian family? I’ve always wanted a big family, y’know?” He smiled fondly and squeezed Vix’s hand. “That bein’ said, it was just a question. We don’ have t’ have any, I was just... wonderin’ what yer thoughts were.”

“Y’ never had a proper Italian meal? What a shame. ...I could make y’ one, if ya want.” 

“Okay, okay-- maybe he’s shy about doin’ it in front of ya, but ‘m tellin’ th’ truth! Also, he wants ya t’ hold him.”

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“...’m gettin’ too fuckin’ soft.” It was mumbled beneath his breath as he looked over at the teenager. “Look, I didn’t mean t’snap at ya. It wasn’t you, it’s me. I’m... goin’ through withdrawal and it ain’t pretty.” Angel sighed, before running a hand through his hair. “I’ll buy ya some ice cream, alright? My treat.”

“Shit, y’in a romantic mood or somethin’?” His eyes glanced towards the candle resting in the middle of the room then he looked back at Valentino. “Y’know I got a shoot in five, right? Or didja want me t’ cancel it?”