Chapter Text
Mid-December
Husk fucking hated parties. The ones that he’d been to since meeting Angel had been bearable, surrounded by soft chatter and scattered laughter. Those parties felt safe, surrounded by the friends he chose. Company parties were a different story entirely. These parties were too loud, and had too much alcohol passed around, making his skin crawl with an ache he'd thought he'd chased away by now.
Not only did this happen to be a company party, it was the company Christmas party. Which added its own stupidity. He wouldn’t even be going if it weren’t due to the fact he was bribed by several of his coworkers to show. And because fuck him and his stupidly soft spot for the girls he tended with, he made an appearance. He kicked the snow off his boots when he walked through the door, Angel’s arm in his as the party erupted into cheers. He jolted in surprise, taking Angel’s jacket from him to throw it onto the pile.
“You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m good. Are you?”
“Perfect, Husk. I’m here with you”
“God, go away, you sap. Gross.”
“Ohhh my gosh, Jesse, hi!!”
Husk turned to face one of the girls, Rachel, stumbling up to the two of them, wine glass in her hand as she put a hand on his shoulder. “I’m sooooo glad you’re here! I missed you las’ night!!” she slurred, dropping her head onto his shoulder. “You weren’t here an’ it was soooo lonely! Minnie was great, but she’s not you!”
“I was off last night, remember?” he sighed, taking the glass from her hand and placing it onto one of the tables. Rachel’s head popped up, eyes wide as she nodded quickly. “I’ll be back in on Sunday.”
“Yessss, I remember!” she grumbled drunkenly, “For the- oh my gosh, I’m so rude, I didn’t introduce myself, I’m Rachel.”
Angel shifted against Husk’s other side, wrapping an arm around his neck. Husk placed a hand on his hip, pulling him closer into his side as he smiled. Thank god she hadn’t ruined the surprise…
“This is my husband, Anthony.”
Rachel beamed, reminding Husk a little of Charlie. She shook Angel’s hand excitedly, still grinning wide, “I’ve heard so much about you!” she practically squealed, and Husk watched as the tips of Angel’s ears turned a bright red. “It’s sooooo great to finally meet you!”
"I- huh- Nice to meet you! Jesse , can I talk to you?"
Oh shit, there was the government name. He fucked up. There was no other option but to follow Angel like a lost puppy, trailing behind him as they turned a corner. Angel’s face was unreadable, eyes boring into the floor as he gathered the words.
“Did I miss you proposing?” Angel asked quickly, looking over his shoulder. The blush on his cheeks was unlike anything Husk had seen before, the freckles popping out against the stark pinkish-red.
“Hm, what?”
"I PROPOSED TO YOU-!"
"Lower your voice."
“I’m sorry, you said “ husband” and I’m not over that, Husker.”
Husk wrapped an arm around Angel’s waist, pulling him into his side. A bit of panic shot through him, looking at Angel to judge whether or not he’d royally fucked up.
“Was that not-“
“No! No, it was good, keep doing it.” Angel responded quickly, pressing a soft kiss to Husk’s temple. “I liked it!”
“Okay, cool.” Husk sighed, twining their fingers together and lifting Angel’s hand to press a soft kiss to his ring finger. “I can’t wait to marry you.”
“Okay, Jessica .You’re a sap, and you’re gonna make me cry my mascara off.”
~+~
Was he a little overstimulated now? Yeah, but that just came with the territory of working with people who were easily almost 10 years younger than he was. Especially when they were all drunk and hanging off of Husk like he was a god damn jungle gym.
Husk stiffened on instinct as someone wrapped their arms around his waist, hands soft and small sliding across his stomach. Bleach blond hair tickled his cheek as Angel kissed his neck, slowly smiling as his hips pressed forward. “What’re you doing?” Husk sighed, resting his hands against the dresser as Angel’s hands lowered, just barely playing with the elastic of his boxers.
“Husband, huh?” he sighed, sucking a mark just under Husk’s ear. “I really liked the sound’a that.”
“Yeah?”
“Mmhm.” Angel’s fingers pushed lower, teasing as Husk pushed back, grinding lightly on Angel’s growing erection. The soft gasp from behind him made him smile as he tilted his head, “You just excited to see me?”
“Oh, I’m always excited to see ya.” Angel hummed, fingers sliding out of Husk’s waistband. “But you’re just extra sexy tonight.”
“You just tryna get into my pants?”
“Any chance to see you naked? Absolutely .”
Husk rolled his eyes, shaking his head as Angel continued his ministrations, kissing and nipping at Husk’s neck, occasionally dipping down to kiss his shoulder, just over a new patch that started to wrap over it.
“You gotta stop teasin’ me like this.” Husk sighed, turning around to face Angel. He grinned, taking the opportunity to pull Husk’s hips into his own, sighing as Husk let him grind into his hip.
“Awww, Husky, come on, you love it. Please, baby?” Angel whined softly, rutting gently against Husk’s hip. “I need you now .”
Motherfucker always knew how to get right to Husk’s lizard brain, and he slipped his fingers under the hem of Angel’s shirt, lifting it slowly over his head. He loved Angel’s freckles, the spatter of light brown across his chest and shoulders, Husk leaned forward to kiss a patch of them, holding Angel’s hips still as he undid the button of his jeans.
“Been thinkin’ about this all damn day.” he sighed, kissing Angel’s sternum gently, his hand sliding to rest on Angel’s hip.
“Yeah?” Angel sighed, already breathing hard as Husk’s hands slid into his jeans, pushing them down and helped Angel step out of them. “You really like lookin’ at me that much?”
“Oh yeah. All the damn time actually.” Husk sighed as he leaned forward to kiss Angel’s neck. “You don’t know how hard you make it to keep my hands off you.”
“What if I told you I did it on purpose?” Angel teased, shivering under Husk’s fingers.
“Oh, I know you do.” Husk hummed, “Can I show you how much I like it?”
Angel made a soft noise, “I was actually wondering if you’d let me top tonight?” He said softly, rubbing his hands together, a nervous tic he’d still had from Valentino. “Not that you’re not good on top! I just-“
“Tony. It’s okay, yes.”
Anthony looked at him, brows still furrowed in worry as he still wrung his hands together, sighing as Husk smiled at him.
“We don’t have to-”
“No! No, I want to! I want you.” Anthony huffed, “It’s been three years, I’ve topped you before, I don’t know why this is so different.”
“Hey, it’s okay, you’re alright, Legs.”
Anthony looked up at the old nickname, putting his hands on Husk’s shoulders. “You trust me?”
“With my life.” Husk said softly, leaning forward to kiss Anthony softly. He sighed into it, his hand resting on Husk’s cheek gently. Husk smiled at him again when they separated, taking a slow breath in through his nose.
“On the bed for me.” Anthony instructed softly, watching Husk as he followed the direction, sitting on the edge of the mattress. He watched as Anthony walked over to him slowly, pushing him down onto the mattress as he crawled on top of him.
“You okay if I take these off?”
“Please.” Husk sighed, lifting his hips so they could slide off his boxers easily, their eyes locked as the anticipation grew, Anthony’s hands shivered as he slipped the fabric past Husk’s ankles.
“I never get tired’a lookin’ at you, Jesse. So fuckin pretty.” Anthony sighed, leaning forward to kiss Jesse’s chest gently. He slid his hands up Anthony’s thighs, letting them settle on his hips as he toyed with the elastic on his own underwear, letting Jesse tease them down around his thighs. Anthony pushed Jesse down gently, his fingers pressing into the center of his chest, the pillows cushioned his fall. His gaze was dark as he hovered over Jesse, his actions more sure as his fingers traced over spots and old scars, making him shiver.
“You need help prepping?” Anthony gasped as Jesse leaned up to kiss his chest, smiling as Anthony shivered at the action.
“Nah, I did it already. Figured we’d be gettin’ up to something tonight.”
“Naughty! What am I gonna do with you?” Anthony teased, sliding his hand in between them to hold his dick, stroking just the way Jesse liked. He gasped as Anthony’s knee slid up to lock Jesse’s leg over his hip, “You ready?” Anthony asked softly, lining himself up as Jesse nodded.
“Always.”
The burn of being stretched open had been welcomed as Jesse groaned into Anthony’s open mouth, their foreheads pressed together. Jesse shifted slightly, tensing before melting into the pleasure, rocking together as their lips brushed with every breath. Anthony was always so responsive to getting him adjusted, his hands gentle as he soothed him into relaxing.
Tonight, Anthony had wanted to take charge, so Jesse would let him, his knees rising to bracket Anthony’s hips gently, huffing as Anthony finally found his pace, Jesse’s back arching to meet every rock forward. He was already too lost in pleasure to notice Anthony reach up behind his head, ripping open a little packet and popping something into his mouth. His head barely twitched as he looked at Jesse, a smile quickly making the corners of his lips twitch upward.
“Take it.” Anthony said slowly, his voice low, words coming out with a slight lisp with the thing he had in his mouth. Jesse’s brow furrowed slightly,
“Take…what?” Jesse asked breathlessly, his head slightly foggy as Anthony grabbed his jaw gently and kissed him hard. His tongue pushed into his mouth, sweet blooming in his mouth. Something clacked against his teeth, settling into his cheek before Anthony pulled away, placing his hand over Jesse’s mouth carefully as his hips slowed to a soft roll. He pinned Jesse’s wrists with his free hand, licking his lips as he stared at Jesse through his lashes.
“Now hold it.”
Jesse had to fight back a shiver, squeezing his jaw as the candy sent a shock of sour across his tongue. Anthony just stared him down while he rolled his hips, still inside him, barely brushing his prostate. Jesse whined at the sensation, swallowing hard as the candy only got more sour.
“Focus on me, Jesse, look at me.” Anthony instructed, smiling as Jesse looked at him, eyes watering as he tried to move the candy around, only making the sour worse. He whined as Anthony kept rolling his hips into him, little shocks of pleasure shooting up his spine.
“You’re doin’ so good for me, Jay, so fuckin’ good.”
His mouth watered now, his breath quickening as Anthony kept up with his little movements, his hand still covering Jesse’s mouth gently. “Come on, Babe, don’t you wanna show me how good you are?”
Fuck, he wanted it. He wanted it so bad, trying to move his hips just enough to feel Anthny where he needed him. He shook his head, coughing slightly at the spit that he couldn’t manage to swallow down. He paused for just a second, looking up at Anthony as he lifted his hand off of his mouth, brows furrowed in concentration.
Jesse spit the candy out, choking on his own spit as he squeezed his eyes shut tight. His beard felt sticky as Anthony chuckled, licking into his mouth slowly before pulling away, tugging Jesse’s bottom lip with his teeth. “Whatsa matter, Baby? You need to tap out?” Anthony cooed teasingly, eyes narrowed as Jesse squirmed, shaking his head. “Or maybe we need to stop. So you can catch your breath. Poor, pitiful Jesse can’t handle a twig in his bed. Old decrepit St John forgot what it’s like to take it up the ass. If you don’t want me to stop…maybe you want me to make you remember.”
“Don’t you fuuuckin’ stop!” Jesse hissed, grunting when Anthony slowed to let Jesse catch up to his pace. “Harder, want you to fuck me, I need it, I want it , Baby, please?”
“You’re so hot when you get all needy for me like this.” Anthony hummed, kissing his chest softly as he slammed their hips together, making Jesse jolt, his head falling against the mattress with a punched out moan. “Lemme hear you, Jess, come on. Show me how good you feel.”
Anthony let go of Jesse’s wrists, letting them slide up his hips and claw at his back. Jesse trembled underneath him, every hard thrust shooting shocks of pleasure up his spine.
“Fu- uh -ck, Baby don’t stop, so fuckin’ good!” Jesse groaned, letting his mouth fall open with a string of moans, his fingers pulling at the hair at the back of Anthony’s head.
“You close, Jess?”
Jesse grunted in response, nodding rapidly as he tried to match Anthony’s pace. He tilted his head as Anthony’s teeth dragged down the curve of his throat, sucking a mark there. His thrusts started to become uneven, whispering filthy praises into Jesse’s ear as he continued to slam their hips together, his climax finally coiling in his abdomen.
“You’ve been so good for me. You wanna cum?”
“Uh huh, wanna- uh - so bad, I wanna cum so fuckin’ bad, Tony, please?” He pleaded. Jesse’s voice cracked with how much he needed it, shivering with need as Anthony slowed by just a hair.
“So bad , huh?” Anthony teased, his pace slowing just enough for Jesse to sob in protest, swearing under his breath. “You think you’ve been good enough?”
“I’ve been so good, please? I know I can make you feel good, Tony. Jus’ wanna make you feel good.”
Anthony hummed, dragging his tongue across the mark before kissing it gently, sitting up slightly to slide his fingers between Jesse’s. He smiled as Jesse keened softly, shifting to try and chase his fading orgasm and swore loudly when Anthony bucked into him again.
“You’ve done such’a good job, cum for me.”
His back arched as he came in between them, squeezing Anthony’s hand tightly as he guided him through the aftershocks. The smile on Anthony's face made Jesse tilt his head to the side in slight worry. It faded just as quickly as it had appeared, Anthony's face settling into something more calm.
“You think you can cum one more time for me?”
“Baby, I dunno-”
“You always do so good for me, Jay, come on, you can take it.” Anthony hummed softly, rocking into him again, slower and more deliberate, a slow smile spreading across his face as he kissed Jesse’s neck, the sharper drag of overstimulated pleasure growing.
“Fuck!”
“Come on, I got you, you’re alright.” Anthony gasped, Jesse’s legs tightening around his waist. He sobbed out a curse, his back arching suddenly as he came again, gasping as Anthony fucked Jesse through it, still holding his hand. Jesse tapped Anthony’s thigh quickly as the overstimulation reached almost painful, his head falling back into the pillows that had been thrown aside earlier. His brain felt like water as Anthony slipped off of him, settling next to him kissing his forehead with a soft praise.
Jesse didn’t know how much time had passed, the floaty feeling still fogging his head as Anthony’s fingers dragged slowly up his arm.
“You okay, Jay?”
“Mmmhuh.”
”Oh, Baby,” Anthony laughed softly, pushing some of Jesse’s hair off his forehead. “Hang on, lemme clean you up.”
“Mhmm.”
A little while later, after Anthony had cleaned both of them up and settled back into bed, Jesse put his head on his shoulder weakly, letting himself relax as Anthony’s fingers slipped slowly through his hair, scratching his scalp gently as he giggled at whatever he was watching on his phone.
“I love you.” Jesse sighed, finally feeling steady enough to rest on his elbow. He tucked a few strands of hair from Anthony’s forehead behind his ear, smiling as Anthony tilted into his fingers, kissing Jesse’s palm.
“I love you.”
“I don’t…know how to…” Jesse huffed, still staring at Anthony while his face started to burn.
“Hm?”
Jesse sighed, pressing a soft kiss to Anthony’s chest, closing his eyes as his hands snaked over his shoulders, his thumb sliding side to side reassuringly. His phone slipped away, settling under Jesse’s shoulder as he shifted to a semi-sitting position, Anthony still half on top of him.
“Marry me.”
Angel’s face changed suddenly, a rare blush rising in his cheeks at being caught off guard for the second time that night, eyes wide as his nose wrinkled slightly in confusion.
“What?”
“Marry me. In front of people. With rings and vows and the most expensive cake the world has ever seen.”
“Marry you.”
“Do I have to say it again?”
“Just… Tryna wrap my head around this.” Anthony laughed nervously, “Um. One more time.”
“Angel, Anthony. Will you marry me?”
“Yes. Yes I will!”
The pleasant quiet that settled between them was nice, and Jesse sighed as Anthony’s breath warmed his shoulder. Jesse didn’t move when he felt Anthony’s head shift to look at him, the soft music of whatever video Anthony had been watching cut off suddenly.
“Can you wear your uniform to the wedding? Or are you not allowed to do that since you’re not on active duty?”
“I can if I think it’s appropriate.” Jesse sighed, letting his hand slip down to the small of Anthony’s back as he sat up. “I wasn’t booted out, I was discharged so it’s my choice.”
“Is it appropriate to wear it while you fu-”
“No.”
“Damn… Will you wear it to the wedding though? Pleaaaase?”
Jesse hummed, closing his eyes as Anthony scratched his scalp slowly. Fucker was trying to get him to break. He’d have to try harder than that.
“I’d have’ta find it in my folks’ attic. Put it away for -mm fuck that’s good- storage, didn’t have room for it here.”
“ON GOD-!” Anthony shouted triumphantly, his fingers tightening in Jesse’s hair. He yelped in surprise, his head tilting back in a laugh as Anthony had already lifted his phone to look at his wedding board on Pinterest. Which Jesse thought was stupid. But Anthony had insisted that they have it “for the vibes” or whatever.
“Maybe, Anthony! Relax.”
~+~
CornCob: Morning
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MsBomb: B I T C H E S
MsBomb: YOU DIDN’T TELL ME???
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CharStar: Oh my GODH!!!!!
CharStar: HUSK!!!!!
CharStar: I’M SO HAPPY FOR BOTH OF YOUUUUU 😭 I’m gonna cryyyy!!!
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