Okay so, two thoughts have been rattling around in my head. One thing you said before stuck with me; Angel is a bottom, but Husk is a SUB. The other thought is that no one assumes Angel is a strong as he is. He's a twink, but he's also a pole dancer, and you've gotta be pretty damn strong to pull off those moves.
I can picture Husk and Angel hanging out together on one of their beds, just watching a movie and sassily bantering to each other. Angel makes a comment ("See that worm? That's you~"), Husk snorts and tosses a pillow at him. Feigning annoyance, Angel pounces on him with a laugh, and the two start wrestling. After a minute or two Angel has Husk pinned below him, straddling him with his upper arms pinning Husk's hands above his head. Husk struggles to get up but can't.
"Wuh- Why are you so strong??"
Angel giggles, looking down at him.
"You gotta be pretty fit tah be in porn. Do you've any idea how many hours a day I gotta shoot? ... Plus, y'know, I'm a pole-dancer."
Husk huffs, "Yeaaah, and I'm old and outta shape."
The old demon gently struggles to unpin himself, but finds himself becoming distracted by the flex of Angel's slender arms, his strong shoulders ... their eyes meet after a moment. Husk barely registers that he's breathing heavy now, face getting rather warm.
Angel chuckles low, eyes half lidded as a cheeky grin creeps along the edge of his mouth.
"Hmmmmm~ How you feelin' Husky~?" As he says this, Angel shifts Husks arms and pins them to his side, holding him in place. His lower arms are braced beside Husk's shoulders, allowing him to lean in close.
"D'you like it when I'm in charge~?"
Husk swallows, trying to keep his composure but his wings tremble slightly with excitement.
"Maybe ... maybe I wouldn't mind," he breathes softly.
Mmmmhhnnnnn this really gets me to wondering how that encounter would continue. Love you for leaving a drabble in my box 😩👏 might write a lil something something for this tomorrow??
But yes… Angel absolutely tops from the bottom. Maybe he gets a collar and a leash out from one of his many stashes and it‘s soft and with pink faux fur. And he‘s all grins and giddy until he turns around with it in his hands and sees Husk‘s expression.
Like he‘s not *afraid* obviously, but that expression is just so complex. Maybe he‘s worried Angel might try to make him into a pet? Or maybe he really wants it?
But Angel curling the collar around his throat and sweet talking him the whole time what a cute kitty cat he is and just super leaning into the pet play… and his gamble hitting gold because Husk just *eats it up*.
Like full on vibrating, waiting to get used, mounting Angel in a mating press and going crazy the harder Angel pulls on the leash.
Just so happy to serve someone who could literally bench press him.