Suck It Up, Buttercup
Husk x GN!Reader Drabble
Haha-- It's the voice. The accent. DON'T JUDGE-- (No warnings, minus drinking mentions. Pure fluff!)
I miiiight turn this into a thing with multiple characters... a 'surprise kiss!' scenario with each of the main cast, just to practice writing for others. (I did similar things with KNY not too long ago). Not that I don't love Alastor, but I should try to mix things up a bit! If yall like this, let me know who you'd like to see next. Oh, and of course: please enjoy~
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You groaned as you nursed your drink, cheek lazily smushed against the wood grain of the counter.
"Ughhnn.. shit, I passed out, didn't I?" You wince in pain from your throbbing headache, your vision slowly stabilizing as you took in your surroundings. Husk hums in agreement, coming out from behind the bar to your side.
" 'Sure did. C'mon, Buttercup. It's time to get you to bed." You whined, your flushed face giving away your drunken state," One more drink? Pleeeease..." Husk sighs, shrugging," A'ight, but it's probably a lil' too hard for ya." You stick your tongue out at him playfully, making him smile and shrug, both hands shooting up in his defense," Don't say I didn't try to warn ya..."
You felt your cheek press further into your eye as you watched Husk with a smile. You didnt bother to lift your head as you observed his movements. Quick, effortless, and cunning... despite his nihilist attitude, he always moved with a purpose while mixing drinks. He moved in ways that made what he was doing even more impressive to watch.
Once he was done, Husk made a big deal of sliding this 'concotion' towards you, your glass sporting a succulent lemon wedge on the rim. You felt a surge of energy enter you as you hastily took a gulp, before your expression soured.
"Water....? Husk, you said--!"
"Y'said to make you somethin' that'd make you forget somethin' else. That headache, for example," the cat demon chastised, before leaning forward," And you're gonna drink every last gulp before you carry your ass to bed. Got it?"
You groan again, rolling your eyes," Only if you'll carry me there~" You teased, shimming your shoulders. Husk narrows his gaze at you, his fur around his neck bristling," I ain't some powdered prince, y'know... and I don't do shit for free."
You sigh dramatically, leaning backward and arching your back over the counter," Ohhh, woe is me! I was convinced I finally found my knight in shining armor~!" At this, Husk snorts, leaning on his elbows and looming above you, his face hovering just above yours. For a moment, the two of you shared a laugh, then it grew stagnant... and then, there was a moment when you stared at one another, waiting for someone to move or say something. The tension that lingered felt heavy on your chest, as you felt your throat run dry. You open your parched lips slightly to say something, but your phrase died on your tongue, unable to leave.
Husk sighs, leaning down to kiss you gently on the forehead, officially breaking the silence.
"You're lucky you're a'ight to be around, otherwise I wouldn't be doin' this shit..." You barely had time to recover, your eyes wide with disbelief. Your fingertips ghosted over the pecked spot on your forehead, as if to replicate the feeling... before you felt yourself being lifted up. You fumble about in Husk's arms, clinging desperately to his chest. You were surprised with long, soft fur, a small mass easily being gripped and held in your trembling hands.
"O-Oh fuck I was-- I was jokin', Husk-- you can put me down!"
"An' risk you passin' out at my bar again? Fat chance..." A comfortable silence falls upon you both, and you can't help but lean into the cradle that Husk created for you. He was warn... exceedingly so. His breathing was slow, even, despite having to heave you around. You were surprised with how strong he was, not taking him to be the burly type. But all the same, it comforted you, and you swore that you heard a very subtle, deep purr as you smoothed your hand across his silken chest fluff.
It wouldn't be long until you've passed out again, head bobbing rhythmically as he brings you to your room. The stoic demon is careful when setting you down and tucking you in, a flash of sincerity crossing his stern features. He can't help the tired chuckle that slips out, leaning down to kiss your forehead again. A hand runs carefully across your crown, smoothing your hair back against your pillow, creating a halo around your sleeping face.
" ...'Night, Buttercup. I'll see you in the mornin'."
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Once upon a time i worked a job that involved me traveling a lot. Every Monday i'd fly to some other state, and the company would put me up in a hotel and i'd get a company card with a per diem for food, and then on Friday they'd fly me back home. And we got, like, $100 a day for food. Which is crazy, and I would never hit that quota, so by the time I had been doing this for a few months I just had, like, hella cash to burn.
And it was so much fun. Because at some point I just realized that I was fully empowered to give, like... crazy good tips. Any time I ate or ordered anywhere I'd tip at least 100%. It was especially fun when I ate out, like at some of the restaurants in the hotels and stuff, 'cause I'd be this little early-twenty-something dining by myself, doodling in my iPad while I ate, and then at the end of the meal I could just drop a $150 tip and skip off and it felt so fucking good. 'Cause what did I care! It's not my money! It's corporate money, baby. Why not give it to other people???
Anyway, the point is that I miss being able to do that so fucking much.
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Can we get some facts about succubus Sophie?
Fucking deepthroat world champion
Her horns and tail are very sensitive, rub them and you'll have her knees buckling
Her tongue is 9in and forked :)
Teef
She smells like lemon honey
Out of stamina? Whats that?
Ask nicely and she'll refrain from literally sucking your soul from your cock... or tit... whatever is handy
Even as a succubus she's still a cuddler~
She can alter her proportions... not her height though :')
She can control her body temp, resting your head on her lap is either like resting your head on the cool side of a pillow or like cuddling up with a nice toasty hot water bottle~
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