mazeofrelationships | Overlord Angel Dust AU

Overlord Angel Dust AU

Life has a funny way of working out. Alive, Anthony was a mafia brat who killed his dad, died of a drug overdose, and went right to Hell where he cut ties to his mafia origins and got into sex work.

Well, one of his customers happened to be a very rich sinner who was so impressed with his skills that word spread, Angel got so much business his pimp eventually retired and handed him the stable, and Angel rose in the ranks pretty quickly.

Becoming an overlord was not something he anticipated, but here we are. Overlord of the adult industry, actor in and producer of multiple successful films, moonlights as a drag queen and a singer as well. Angel just really likes to entertain and if he can make money and be powerful while doing so, why not?

He's also a decent boss to his stable. But he's also crude, crass, a huge slut, and addicted to drugs. The fact that he treats his people well is a bug, not a feature.

In any event, he's just leaving a club after a drag performance. Sadly, he didn't see anyone there who caught his fancy for the evening, so he's calls his driver to take him somewhere else.

Ten minutes later he's still waiting. Angel grumbles, wondering if he's going to have to have a talk with the guy, what's the hold-up? Then he sees the car stuck waiting for...some assholes fighting in the middle of the street.

"Oh, for fuck's sake!"

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He turns bright red as well. "It absolutely suits you, Angel. You look gorgeous." He offers him an arm. "You absolutely have the body for it."

A pause, and a shrug. "Can't be the Gambling Overlord looking shabby. It's been an age since I pulled it out, though. Thought you deserved it."

Fuck. His heart's going a mile a minute, it's not like this is a date or anything. You're just antsy cause it's premiere night and this was a hard project, he tells himself. And he's never brought anyone to these things he actually knows, he usually goes alone or offers to be some actor's date if they were the star.

"Shall we, then? The theater's not far from here, I've got a ride waiting for us." He likes to hire a luxury car for these things, his little roadster's great but Angel wants to keep up appearances.

"Sounds good to me. Lead on, Angel." Husk easily falls into step beside Angel, as if he always has been there. He's not sure why it's just so damn easy for him to be with this extremely radiant spider, but it is. And he can't help loving it.

Angel never expected anyone to affect him the way Husk has, even gaining a best friend was a surprise. Except lately it feels less and less like friendship and more and more like something else entirely.

The ride is short but smooth, Angel always picks comfy luxury cars with polite drivers. If they want a good tip they'll be respectful.

Husk didn't even have it this good when he was an Overlord. He mostly stayed in his Casino, and walked if he had to go somewhere. If he has to admit it, he kinda likes this luxury shit.

The company, however, is even better. Husk's been slowly realizing that he's getting feelings for this porn Overlord, and has no idea what to do with it. Angel's never shown any indication or desire to have a relationship with anyone, and why would he with a stray cat on a leash? He'll just stick to friends. At least he can spend time with him and hopefully make him smile.

Angel tips the driver with a flashy smile and leads Husk into the Sassy Spider. It looks more modern on the inside, albeit with 20s-style marquees and cutouts of Golden Age of Hollywood stars as well as some Golden Age porn actors. But there are also vending machines everywhere, and the lobby music is sexy synth pop.

"Why haven't I been in here before?" Husk can't help a smile as he looks around. "Reminds me of old Atlantic City when I was alive."

A small smirk to Angel. "You fit right in, Angel."

"Heh. All I remember of Atlantic City is the boardwalk, never saw much else. Glad you think so." Angel smiles, blushing a little. "Thanks. People thought mixin' old-school and modern was crazy, but some of 'em changed their tune once they actually saw the place. One sinner chick from the 90s said it reminded her of a museum field trip only less boring!"

Husk snorts loudly. "Way to make me feel ancient there. It's perfect, though. Looks so much better than some of the gaudy shit you see around here."

He pauses, waiting while a few patrons come up to Angel to shake hands and talk... and also likely flirt.

"Hey, I'm as ancient as you are," Angel teases. The patrons flirt, and Angel lightly flirts back but also stays very close to Husk, implying that the cat is his date and he doesn't want to neglect him.

It's kind of disturbing how natural it feels to imply that. Or outright think that.

There's no jealousy in Husk's face as Angel flirts. In fact, he can't help a small smile at it. Even though he has feelings for him, it's... rather nice to see him so relaxed, and connecting with people in the way he's good at.

A bell rings in the lobby, and Husk looks up to Angel, offering him his arm, perhaps a little possessively. "Maybe we should find our seats?"

Angel takes Husk's arm without a second thought and leads him into the theater, which has a flashy sign with the movie's title over it. The seats are perfect, giving them space but also letting them see the screen.

"By the way, I've got a cameo in this," Angel whispers. "I stay dressed, though."

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Husk turns bright red. "I... hadn't actually thought that you might not be fully clothed in your own movie. I don't know why I didn't think about that."

He's clearly contemplating the thought. "I'm excited to see what I've heard about for so long."

Oh. Given the industry he's in he imagined Husk would have assumed he'd be naked. He laughs nervously, eagerly jumping subjects.

"It's got a good story. That's why it was such an ordeal, the shameless sex films are easier," he whispers. "But I wanted this one to have heart."

The lights go out soon, and the company's logo appears on the screen. It's a hot pink spider weaving a web between two different poles, then followed by a dance and the company's name.

Husk can't help a giggle at the logo, then settles in to watch. Angel's right. It is a damn good story, and much to his surprise, the sex really only enhances it.

About halfway through, without thinking, Husk reaches over and takes one of Angel's hands, lacing their fingers together. Oops.

Now that he's seeing the finished product and people's reactions, it was well worth all the struggle behind the scenes. Replacing Travis was the right call, for starters.

Angel blinks, his heart doing a backflip in his chest. That's...that's a big deal. Holding hands, but the interlaced fingers? He's only ever seen people do that when they're really into each other.

Then without thinking, he gives Husk's hand a squeeze, and...that's it. He's officially, 100% caught feelings for this cat.

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Husk is very glad he didn't have to see Travis in this movie. Guy's a creep.

And then, Angel comes on the screen, and Husk just stares. Leaning over, he whispers quietly. "You didn't tell me your cameo was that gorgeous."

Angel's cheeks turn pink and his heart beats faster. He picked the outfit for setting accuracy but made sure it was also sexy, he didn't consider Husk might see him in it and especially didn't consider how he'd react.

"Surprise," he murmurs. Forget just catching feelings.

Angel's in love.

Husk resists the temptation to kiss Angel on the cheek, just moves a tiny bit closer to him as the rest of the movie plays out, squeezing his hand back.

The ending sees the leads embracing their feelings for each other, their mutual enemy giving up the chase thanks to the power of sex, and an ending that would make the creators of Hays Code scream and clutch their pearls. Yeah, Angel might be using films to flip the bird at a "regulation" that made him feel even shittier about being a gay man in the 30s.

(Thankfully he's above using straw men for the characters to knock down. That's just tacky.)

"I see you flipping off the Hays Code there." Husk grins, squeezing Angel's hand again.

"That was fantastic. I'm so proud of you."

Are you trying to make Angel melt into a puddle, Husk? Because it's working.

The movie ends and the theater erupts with cheers and applause. It's always a risk mixing sex and story, and a few prior attempts didn't go so well. This time it paid off.

Angel wonders if it's because he met Husk around the same time they were working through their production issues.

Husk applauds right with everyone, letting Angel soak up the praise and acclaim with a smile on his face.

He'll wait as long as it takes for people to stop talking to and praising Angel.

Angel immediately slips back into proud overlord and producer mode as he's mobbed by fans and interviewers, discussing only the positives of making the film and how much fun everyone had (not entirely a lie, it wasn't all stress and struggles), crediting his actors and the rest of the production team.

"But, y'know, this just comes naturally to us!"

It does take a while for Angel to gracefully slip away from the crowds, though.

Husk stays in the background, waiting for Angel to be done, making sure that all the interview and TV shots are him, not Husk lurking.

When he seems to be done, Husk is leaning against a wall, hands in his pockets with a small smile on his face, half-wondering if Angel will get caught up in everything and forget him.

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