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3 years later

October

October came quickly, the leaves stained orange and red as they fluttered to the ground. Along with that, the temperature had also changed, which meant heavier sweaters for Angel and more reasons to not go outside.
Except that Husk wanted to go to some cover band. 

Outside . 

Because of fucking course he did. Angel’s never even heard of this band before, some small town band that Husk had been into years ago. But an attempt had to be made. He let Husk hold his hand in his, leading him gently towards an empty spot in the lawn. 

“I’ll get you hot cider later.” Husk snorted as he laid down the blanket they had brought to sit on, wrapping an arm around Angel as he shivered, gloved hands stuffed deep in his pockets. “Promise. Thank you for coming with me.”

“Damn straight.” Angel puffed, tucking himself further into his jacket and Husk’s side, smiling softly as an arm wrapped around his shoulders. “It’s only right. I’m gonna freeze my perfect ass off and it’s gonna be your fault.” 

They settled on the ground, and Angel swore softly at the cold from the ground seeping through the blanket, making Husk shake his head as the band started their opening number.

“I brought an extra blanket because I thought you’d be cold!” he shouted over the music, wrapping the blanket Husk pulled out of his bag around Angel’s shoulders. God, Angel loved this man, if it were socially acceptable he might’ve just had Husk right there on the spot.

“Can I love you any more?” he sighed, resting his temple on Husk’s shoulder. The music from the speakers made his chest thud with the beat, reminding him of the clubs that he used to dance in, swirling and spinning around a pole. Now, it only gave him reminders of how far he’d come since then, putting on a mask for no one as he taught his classes. Husk shifted next to him, tucking the blanket further around his shoulders, making sure the edge draped and pooled on Angel’s knees.

There was no way he could live without this. Husk looked genuinely happy, singing along to whatever dad rock the band was playing, his arm wrapped around Angel, holding him close to his side. 

The more he thought about it, though, the more sure Angel had become of it. 

The way he danced when Angel gave him a piece of avocado cheese, or stimming in front of the microwave while eating pizza bagels at 4 am. The sleepy smiles he’d give when Angel would get home at night, humming softly as Angel tucked himself under his chin. 

Fuck it.

“Marry me.” Angel stated, the anxiety in his stomach popping like a bubble. Husk looked over at him, eyes wide in surprise at the sudden statement. 

“Excuse me?”

“Marry me. Be my husband. I want you to.” Angel said, his voice steady as he slipped his fingers between Husk’s. “Please?” He added softly, waiting for the inevitable “no” to drop. 

They could go back to the way things were after that. Skirt around the bombshell Angel had just dropped and never speak about it again. Val would’ve said no. He would have told him:

“Who would want to marry a used up whore like you?”  

But Husk wasn’t Val. And Val couldn’t hurt him anymore. 

Husk simply looked at their hands, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he smiled. Something in Angel’s stomach flipped excitedly as Husk looked back up at him, expression almost unreadable as he looked at Angel.

“Baby, you’ll never have to ask.” He lifted his hand, placing it on Angel’s cheek to bring him in for a soft kiss.

“I already asked. Feels like it should be kire than implied. So that’s a yes?” Angel asked softly, smiling as Husk shook his head with a soft laugh, kissing Angel again.

“Of course it is. Not even a question.” 

“Good, otherwise, I’d have’ta go find someone else to kill all the spiders for me.”

Husk laughed, his head tipping back as Angel rested his head on his shoulder.

 Yup, he could listen to the sound forever.

~+~

The ride home had been easy, Angel chattering occasionally and teasing Husk into turning the heat up, which ended with them being roasted. The hand on his lap never wandered past his hip, however, Husk’s thumb just barely brushed the inside of Angel’s thigh.

As Angel had found out in the three years of living with Husk, the man loved to tease, getting Angel pleasantly riled up before taking what he wanted. And Angel let him, because God had made him a very weak man for his boyfriend.

By the time they’d made it to the porch, the tension that had been building was almost palpable, making Angel fidget with anticipation as Husk unlocked the front door. 

“So, fiance of mine , what are we up to tonight? Any ideas?” Husk purred as the door shut gently behind him, the dead bolt clicking into place. Angel paused, eyes wide as his whole body tingled with the word. Admittedly, he had forgotten about that. How, he has no idea, but the thought made his face warm. He slipped out of his coat, hanging it up on his peg, and turned, shrugging coyly. He hoped he wouldn’t vibrate out of his skin before Husk could make him, fighting back the grin that tugged at the corners of his mouth.

“I was hopin’ you could give me some.”
Husk hummed, taking a few slow steps forward, eyes half lidded and pupils blown wide as he lifted Angel’s hand to press a soft kiss to his knuckles, sliding his gloves off with a practiced ease.

“I have a few if you wanna come find out.” Husk teased, letting Angel’s fingers slip from his hand, taking a few slow, backward steps up the stairs. 

“Oh, yes, I do.”

Poor Wheezy, just trying to be a cat with two horny old men, scampered out of the room as they tumbled inside, Husk’s hands already working on undoing Angel’s belt and jeans. He kicked the door shut, flipping Angel against it, his hands wandering up the front Angel’s sweater.
“Cold hands!” Angel yelped, squirming as Husk slipped them under Angel’s arms. “You bastard, get offa me!” he snorted, squeezing Husk’s hands under his arms. Husk only shook his head, tucking his face into the crook of Angel’s neck, kissing and nipping a mark onto his skin. When he thought Husk’s hands were warm enough, he let them free from their confines, squeaking as Husk turned them, hands sliding into Angel’s jeans to squeeze his ass. Something clattered to the ground from Angel’s pocket, stopping next to Angel’s discarded shoes.

“Oh! Husk, wait, hang on-“

“What, what’s wrong??”

“I got you a ring, I forgot to give it to you!”

Husk laughed, kissing Angel gently. “Love how that’s what you remembered while I’ve got my hands on your ass.”

“I gotta do this over.” Angel huffed, rolling his eyes with a smile as he knelt down for the ring that had rolled away from them. Originally, he’d kept it in a box in his nightstand, but in the last month or so, Angel had carried it around with him, just in case the perfect moment popped up. He turned on his knee, lifted the ring up, and looked at Husk.
Oh fuck, don’t cry now! Angel laughed at himself as his eyes started to burn. 

“Hey, Husk… so, what would you say if I, uh, wanted to make you stuck with me forever?” Angel asked, his face burning as Husk looked down at him, eyes shiny as he rolled them. Angel shook his head, shoving aside the embarrassment. “You’re… fuck Husk, you saved me. I don’t know where I’d be today if we hadn’t met, and I can’t think of anyone else I’d wanna be with forever, writing out messages on my cousin’s lawn with plastic spoons and sitting out on porch swings with. So, if you’ll let me give you forever, Jesse , would you marry me?”
“Don’t be weird, of course I’ll marry you.” Jesse snorted, rolling his eyes as Angel slipped the ring onto his finger. It was a simple thing, just a thin rose gold band with a ring of fire opal on the inside. Something that Jesse could wear that reminded him of Angel. He stood, letting Jesse pull him why his belt loops closer with a teasing smile into a soft kiss. 

“I love you.” Jesse hummed at the corner of his mouth, his lashes tickling Angel’s cheek as he tilted Angel’s head to kiss him more.

“Cherri’s gonna be pissed.” Angel giggled in between kisses, Jesse pulling the collar of Angel’s sweater aside to nip at the spot where his shoulder and neck met.

“Eh, let her.” He shrugged, one hand gently holding Angel’s jaw to pull them closer together into an open-mouthed kiss. The other hand finally unbuttoned Angel’s jeans, fingers already teasing the waistband of his boxers. “You can tell her tomorrow morning but for now…” 

Angel gasped when Jesse’s hand slipped past the waistband, palming his cock slowly. “You can be good for me.” he sighed against Angel’s mouth, pushing him backwards. Angel’s knees folded when they hit the mattress, falling as Jesse pulled his hand away. Angel whimpered at the loss of contact, leaning back as Jesse climbed on top of him, shoving his jeans and underwear down to free his dick, shivering as the cool air in the room touched his skin. Jesse’s hand began stroking him slowly again, soft gasps rising from Angel with each pass. “I know you can be louder than that, Baby.” 

Jesse’s hand twisted and a moan burst from Angel, hand shooting up to grab the front of Jesse’s shirt. “There you go, there’s that pretty voice.” he hummed, pressing a kiss to Angel’s jaw. His hand never slowed as Angel let more soft moans tumble from his throat, rolling his hips into Jesse’s fist. “Always so responsive for me, Ang, always such a good boy.” 

“Shirt off.” Angel demanded, tugging at the hem of Jesse’s sweater. He sat up and  lifted his arms, letting Angel throw his sweater across the room haphazardly, ignoring everything as Angel nipped and kissed Jesse's neck and shoulder.

“How do you want me?” He moaned softly, pliant under Angel’s palms. 

“Baby, I don’t even care, I’ve been itching to get you outta that sweater since I saw you.” Angel sighed, his head falling back into the pillows as Jesse crawled all the way on top of him. Angel loved how Jesse took his time with him, his hands holding his hips as he kissed him, beard scratching Angel’s chin. 

“Fuck, I’d’ve had you right there if I didn’t have more control.” Jesse hummed against Angel’s jaw, “If you’d let me, I’d fuck you anywhere, I just can’t help myself.” 

“Oh yeah?” Angel hummed as Jesse smiled, kissing down his jaw, onto his shoulder. He could feel Jesse shivering slightly as his hands traced over Angel’s stomach and hips. He shivered as Jesse sank lower, pressing a gentle kiss to Angel’s hip. 

“You make me so fucking crazy.” he grunted, rutting against Angel’s hip carefully, punching a moan out of Angel’s chest. “So fuckin’ pretty. Wanna get on your knees for me, handsome?”

Angel was more than willing to slide out from underneath Jesse and onto the floor, already pushing his knees apart slowly. Jesse sighed as Anthony dropped down, licking a stripe up the underside of his cock. Angel put a hand on Jesse’s hip as he took him into his mouth, bobbing his head slowly as Jesse whined softly, his fingers gently winding in Angel’s hair.

Angel’s hand dropped between his legs, palming himself as Jesse started to squirm slightly, his breaths coming in short gasps. He swore loudly when Angel hollowed his cheeks, his eyes slipping closed as he took Jesse all the way into his mouth. His head bobbed as Jesse’s hips twitched, dragging a soft whine from him.

“Fuck, Baby, you are just perfect. So good.” Jesse grunted, fingers tightening in Anthony’s hair as he let Jesse out of his mouth with a truly filthy pop. Tears clung to Anthony’s lashes as Jesse brought him up into a kiss, all teeth and hands clumsily sliding onto his waist, helping Anthony chase the friction he’d lost. Jesse whispered soft praises into his ear, his thumb sliding over his hip slowly.
“Fuck me.” Anthony gasped, “Jess, fuck me, please?” 

“Needy little thing, aren’t you?” Jesse teased, sliding his jeans fully off. He pulled open the drawer next to the bed, grabbing a bottle of lube and tossing it onto the pillow next to Anthony’s head. 

“Now, ain’t this a pretty sight?” Jesse asked, raising a brow as Angel’s knees bracketed his hips. “Look at you. God-“ Jesse sighed, a soft, needy moan breaking the quiet. 

“You do that every time and it never fails to make me harder than the fuckin’ Stonehenge.” Anthony snorted, grunting as Jesse pushed a finger past the ring of muscle, slowly pushing in and out, prepping him slowly.

“Cause it’s true. I love looking at you.” Jesse sighed, adding another finger as Anthony moved his hips back, whimpering softly. “You are-“ he hummed, pressing a kiss to Anthony’s collar bones, “so fucking hot like this.” his fingers just barely brushing past Angel’s prostate. “All needy and ready for me. I could watch you like this forever.” 

Anthony gasped when Jesse brushed his prostate again, rocking back onto Jesse’s fingers.

“Please?” He whined, gripping the sheet underneath him, “I can’t wait anymore, need’ta feel you, please, Jess?”

“Let me know if I hurt you?”

“You could never hurt me.”

“Ready?”

“Yeah.”

They both moaned as Jesse bottomed out, foreheads pressed together as Jesse rolled his hips slowly, making Anthony whimper softly.

“You okay?”

“Mmhm, don’t stop, want you deeper.” He hummed, wrapping his arms around Jesse’s shoulders. With the need to please, he did as asked, thrusting deeper, brushing Anthony’s prostate with every pass. Pleasure pooled in his stomach, winding up like a rubber band about to snap, his fingers tightening on Jesse’s wrist.

“I’m gonna-“

“I got you, Legs, you can cum.”

Jesse’s hand slid up Anthony’s back, holding him upright when he finally came. Jesse lowered him with a kiss to his chest, coming with a kiss to Anthony’s jaw. “You’re so good, Baby.” Jesse praised softly, smiling as Anthony hummed. His eyes widened when he sat up, watching Anthony slip between his legs, lifting one to throw it over his hip, scooting forward as he kissed Jesse’s knee gently.

“Again?”

“I just wanna show you how much I love ya, that so bad?” Anthony teased, kissing Jesse’s ribs. He laughed softly,
“Never said I didn’t want you to show me.”

Anthony let Jesse sit up slightly, leaning against the headboard as his legs draped over Anthony’s hips. He settled watching every move through half lidded eyes, sighing as Anthony ran a hand up his stomach. “So handsome. Can’t believe you’re gonna marry me.” He hummed, lifting one of Jesse’s legs to kiss his knee. 

Jesse smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkling in the way that drove Anthony crazy.

“Me too.”

Anthony’s pace was slow, resting his forehead on Jesse’s as he rolled his hips into him, Jesse’s meeting with every pass. He grunted, brows furrowed again as he tried to pull Anthony deeper. 

“Baby. I love you. Please be mean to me.” Jesse huffed, panting hard as Anthony’s hips slowed. “Grab my face and use my body. I’m begging.”

“Are you now?” Anthony teased nervously, feeling his stomach flip. Jesse rarely asked for anything during sex, he was more than content at letting Anthony do as he pleased, as long as it had been communicated clearly. But now, having that control, it made him dizzy with the power of it, the way Jesse stared up at him with so much trust made Anthony almost sob in relief. “Doesn’t sound much of’a beg to me. That was mid, at best.”

“I want it.” Jesse whined, looking up at him, pupils blown wide “Please? It’s okay, I promise.”

Something rolled uneasily in Anthony’s stomach as his brows furrowed. What if Jesse didn’t mean it? What-

“Are you sure?” he asked carefully, holding Jesse’s face in his hands. He let his head fall back just a little for Anthony to duck down. Jesse’s breath was warm on Anthiny’s face as he huffed, nodding rapidly, his hips rolling slightly in search of pleasure. 

“More than anything. I want you to ruin me, fuck me so good I can feel it three days from now. Remember who I belong to-”
“Jesus, Jay, fuck!”

“Anthony, I wouldn’t be askin’ for it if I didn’t want it. You ain’t gonna hurt me, I promise.” Jesse said softly, more serious. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” 

“No, I wanna.” Anthony stated, taking a slow breath in through his nose. “Just gotta… I can do this.”
“Mmhm.”

Anthony let himself build up a pace, smiling as Jesse’s head tilted back, his eyes closed as his knees squeezed Anthony’s hips. 

“You want it?” Anthony huffed, grabbing Jesse’s wrists and holding them over his head, “Tell me what you want, Baby.” 

“I want you to- ffffuck -Tony, please, I’m- uh - wanna-” 

Anthony wouldn’t say the noise he made slammed into him was a whimper, but it was pretty damn close. He let go of Jesse’s wrists, shivering as his hands brushed his ribs, settling there as Anthony smiled at him, moaning softly as Jesse tried to match his pace shakily.

“‘m not gonna last much longer, Baby,” Jesse huffed, brows furrowed in concentration.
“Fuck, I love when you fall apart for me, Jess. All cock drunk for me.” Anthony huffed, grabbing Jesse’s jaw to tilt his head. “Are you so good?” he asked, nipping just under Jesse’s ear. Angel smiled at his rapid nod, these pitiful little whimpers following his hands sliding down his sides to rest on his hips.

“I’m so good, I’m uh good, fuckfuckfuck, please Tony, pleasee! ‘m so fuckin’ close, you feel so good!”

“What do you want?”
“Wanna cum.”

“You think you earned it?”

Jesse nodded, huffing as Anthony thrust into him. 

“Uh huh.”

“Tell me, Jesse. Do you think you really think you’ve been good enough to cum?”

“I’ve been so good, Baby, I want it. ‘m so fuckin’ close, I ain’t gonna last much longer.”

Anthony’s eyes narrowed teasingly, his fingers just barely tightening on Jesse’s jaw. He only made a soft whimpered plea, gasping as Anthony bucked into him suddenly, letting his eyes slip closed. There was that completely fucked out look Anthony loved seeing. Like Jesse could be content with taking whatever Anthony could give him. It was hard to continue the dominant role that he’d been given looking at him, squirming and panting underneath him like this.

“I didn’t hear a “please” .” Anthony slowed, ignoring the frustrated groan as his fingers slid through Jesse’s hair, tugging roughly at the crown of his head. What he hadn’t expected was for Jesse’s sharp, surprised moan, squeezing his eyes shut tight as he came between their stomachs, his back arching, gripping Anthony’s hips with enough force to bruise. 

“ Huoh fuck! Baby, that’s it, God-!”  Anthony choked out, letting his head fall back when he finally tipped over the edge, biting Jesse’s shoulder. Suddenly, Anthony was sliding sideways, still held in Jesse’s arms as they bounced slightly onto their sides. 

“Holy shit, Jesse! You didn’t tell me-”
“I’m not gonna lie, I forgot. Christ , gimme a sec-!”

Anthony kissed him, hard and long, swiping his tongue across the seam of Jesse’s mouth. Anthony hummed as Jesse groaned when lifted himself off of his lap, settling back down onto the mattress, slinging an arm over his hip.

“How the fuck do you forget a kink like that, Babe??” Anthony snorted, “I gotta make you bottom more, cause you are fuckin’ funny.”

Jesse rolled his eyes, swatting Anthony’s shoulder gently. “It ain’t funny.”

“No, it’s really fuckin’ hot tho.”
“Top me more.” Jesse sighed, already sounding sleepy. Anthony pushed himself up again, sliding his legs off the side of the bed. 

“Maybe I will.”
“Fuckin’ better.”

“I’m gonna get us cleaned up, hang tight.”
“Not movin’. Don’t have bones.” 

It didn’t take all too long for Anthony to grab a washcloth from the bathroom, wetting it down so he could wipe the mess off of his stomach. 

“Baby, don’t fall asleep.”
“‘m not fallin’ asleep.” Jesse mumbled, humming as Anthony ran the cloth over his stomach. “Jus’ waitin’ for you to get back.” he sighed, smiling sleepily as Anthony threw the cloth in the direction of the hamper, letting Jesse pull him down onto the bed. 

“I am back, you weirdo.” 

Jesse only hummed, tucking his head under Anthony’s chin, letting the house creak around them. 

“You takin’ my name? Or am I takin’ yours?” he asked after a while, when Anthony had taken to running his fingers through Jesse’s hair gently, separating the loose curls. 

“Baby, I was made to take anything you give me.”

“Ew. Legs—“

“I had to! It was right there! ” Anthony giggled, kissing Jesse’s chin half apologetically. Jesse swatted his shoulder, his own laugh rumbling deep in his chest.

“Come on, your name or mine?” he asked again as Anthony settled on his chest, head rising and falling with each rise and fall.

“Think the world is big enough for our two names?” he asked softly, sighing as Jesse wrapped his arm around Anthony. 

“I think they can deal.”

“You and me.”

“Yours and mine.”

~+~

CrookedHalo: Good morning

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MsBomb: EXCUSE ME

MsBomb:  W H A T

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MsBomb: WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN ANGELICA, WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME

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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.”

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