ℌ𝔲𝔰𝔨

. . .he does? Huh. Get called something new everyday.

" Unless you're looking for someone to teach you to count cards, don't know what you're expecting out of me"

He'll show you every trick the casinos use on you though-

Was routine after that. Pop the cap off the (conveniently) placed whiskey left on the counter. Pour the drink-

" Just take the damn drink and find somewhere else to sit...!"

Getting rid of the distraction finally...

. . .and NOW putting that hand on Angel's head. urging them down more and more.

Come up to his room after his shift, and he'll give you all the ways to enjoy that sinner cock, Angel.

Hand reaching down beneath the counter, and for a good second, husk had to stop himself from pushing the other's head down...

Fuck was it tempting, but he needed the Tumbler glass next to them. —

|| so just in case anyone here is bouncing between here and Twitter-

We got Ricano over there

" No. . . we can't make a damn espresso Martini"

Actually they could- but like hell Husk is stepping away from the counter to actually make fresh coffee when angel was down there

More back and forth about what he won't make...

Leaning forward on the counter- pushing his hips forward...

Fuck angel. . .maybe he's gotta let you under more often if this is how you behave. It's actually torment that he was to keep his hands above the counter...

Cock throbbing in their throat- little beads of pre leaking from the slit in the head, just to immediately be wiped off on Angel's tongue —

“𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒑, 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒔! 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒏...”

𝘏𝘶𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘳, 𝘎𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘥
#𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘙𝘗 #𝘔𝘝𝘙𝘗

" Mmff..."

That's it. Take your time down there.

Cock throbbing at the first touch, settling nicely at full sail in their mouth. Bucking his hips forward ever so slightly, seeking just a little more at first...

Oh...hear that? Someone is actually coming to order something.

Don't. Stop. Angel...

Oh don't worry. The bartender keeps to himself well enough...

. . Course if you mean that literally, he is already eyeing up that bird ass-

— of the act up above.

So have at it angel....

Does it matter...?

Angel already has a face full of sinner cock. A nice thick shaft at half sail, resting against that cat's cheek...

A subtle scent for them to savor. That masculine musk for Angel to bury themselves into...

Sound of glasses clinking and liquid pouring. He's keeping up his part—

Waiting for an invitation, kid? He needs his hands free to pretend he's working up here.

Huff...

Fine. He'll free one hand to pull the zipper down, pop the button. Free that bit of scruff leading down to the prize between his legs.

Pushing his hips forward, crotch up against Angel's face...

Two options then.

You take a shot, and then take his dick.

Or you get beneath the counter while he takes his sweet sweet time mixing a cocktail-

Naked bird?

Meet naked cat-

"Who are you calling a raccoon?"

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You can have a drink

Or you can have his dick.

But he is NOT going to pour a drink down his dick for you-

" That's it. . . "

Don't hold back. Really put that tongue to work, got it? He doesn't have long for his break, and he plans on taking advantage of it...

Nice tight hole for Trevor to work their tongue in. Sounds of husk's little groans to motivate them.

You're doing good for him...

*✧ ✦❘༻༺❘✦ ✧* *✧ ✦❘༻༺❘✦ ✧*

༄ ʙɪꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ || ᴠᴇʀꜱᴀᴛɪʟᴇ

༄ ʟᴀᴢʏ ɪꜱʟᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴇʀ

༄ ʟᴇᴡᴅ ꜰᴏᴄᴜꜱ; ᴇɴɢ.

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"You wouldn't happen to be holding back, would you?~"

Beerus. The God of Destruction...

But also a cat who likes to laze around in his planet eating food and resting..

Don't get too cocky though! He's a formidable foe so don't bother him unless you want to be his cock warmer..

Unless you want~

Huff....

See? Now that's what he needs. No extra talking and whatnot. Just someone who also gets straight to the point...

Just taking a nice long sip of that scotch to burn the throat, and scooting back just enough. Ass presented, hole ready...

Waiting for that hybrid's tongue to get to work...

Try a different bar, and you might find that their work uniform is somehow even less-

Besides- he can pull it back up when he's done with his break. Don't think about it too much.

Just focus on giving him what he asked for, alright? He's already got the drink. You, just need to give the rest...

|| Bob, what did you do to get sent to hell-

|| That royal GOETIA ASS

. . .and y'know, hand too

|| Can finally FINALLY

Bring that stolas account I promised

|| Be real with me King

Do I

Or do I not return to Twitter RP

Cause while I ABSOLUTELY SUCK AT LONG TERM RPS-

I do enjoy just the short stuff that happens from time to time on TL

|| No. No there is not. RP scene sorta comes in waves by the looks of it.

Keep telling myself I'll come back here in full swing sometime!

|| @hornypurplecat.bsky.social

King that you're still around and I love it-

Listen, he's been on his feet behind the bar all day, and right now..?

He just wants a long drink, and a longer tongue connected to someone with ten minutes to spare.

. . . He'll let you suck it if you can make em a white Russian.