Angel Dust slammed the door to his room at the Hazbin Hotel, his multiple arms already yanking at Husk's belt. "Get that cock out, old man. I've been thinking about it all day." Husk growled low, shoving Angel back onto the bed and climbing over him. No slow shit, just pure heat. Angel's fluff-covered body spread wide, legs hooking around Husk's waist as the cat demon's thick dick pushed straight into his ass without warning.
"Fuck, yeah, stretch me," Angel moaned, voice rough and slutty. Husk thrust hard, balls slapping against Angel's ass with every slam. One of Angel's hands jerked his own cock while the others clawed at Husk's back, pulling him deeper. Sweat slicked their skin fast. Husk's teeth sank into Angel's neck, biting marks that would show tomorrow, and Angel just begged for more. "Harder, you bastard. Wreck this hole."
Husk flipped him onto all fours, yanking Angel's hips back and pounding in from behind. The bed creaked loud enough to echo down the hall. Angel's moans turned filthy, strings of "yes, fuck me, fill me up" spilling out nonstop.
Pre-cum dripped from Angel's cock onto the sheets as Husk's knot started to swell, stretching him wider with every brutal snap of hips. When Husk came, it was a hot flood, cum leaking out around his cock and down Angel's thighs.
They didn't stop. Angel spun around, sucking Husk clean with his long tongue, gagging on the taste but loving it. Husk's clawed hand fisted Angel's hair, face-fucking him until tears mixed with spit. Then Husk returned the favor, tongue diving into Angel's used hole, licking out his own load while Angel stroked himself to the edge and shot across the sheets.
Round after round blurred together in sweat, cum, and raw grunts. By the time they collapsed, the room stank of sex and the sheets were ruined. Angel lit a cigarette with a shaky hand, smirking. "Same time tomorrow, whiskers?" Husk just grunted, already half-hard again.
