Pink & Black

Chapter Three: Something More...

CONTENT WARNING. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SCENARIOS THAT MAY BE INNAPROPRIATE FOR SOME READERS. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

It was him. It was actually Angel Dust.

Tsuka watched and couldn't help but be impressed and almost... captivated, as he watched Angel perform on the stage.

The crowd was cheering and catcalling, Angel seemed to be relishing in it. His three sets of arms helped him in dancing more steadily on the pole, but it also seemed to just make it even more hooking.

At one point, Angel spotted Tsuka. While he was dancing across the catwalk, the two ended up getting closer to each other, and Angel blew Tsuka a kiss, along with a wink, before he averted his gaze and continued performing.

Tsuka's eyebrows shoot up in surprise, his ears standing up straighter. The world around him seemed to fade away after witnessing Angel Dust blow him, Tsuka, of all people, a kiss. He was surprised, to say the least. Does Angel recognise Tsuka? Has he seen him before when he was working at the hotel?

Tsuka suddenly felt heat rising to his face and he looked away, covering his snout with his hand. Is he... blushing? No, it's just hot in here, and it's hotter with a coat of fur...

But it didn't go away, and Tsuka began to wonder if he actually was blushing...

Angel Dust noticed Tsuka's flustered behaviour out of the corner of his eye and turned towards him. He twisted around on the pole, hanging upside down, merely hanging on with his long, spider-like legs. He smiled at Tsuka, and suddenly spoke to him...

"Enjoying the show, sweetheart?" He spoke, a smirk playing on his face.

The people who were standing around Tsuka in his spot in the crowd turn to him, murmuring in awe and jealousy that Angel Dust was talking to him. Tsuka stared up at Angel Dust, not even realising he was leaning towards him a bit.

"I-" Tsuka stammered, starting to speak, when suddenly, Angel Dust took Tsuka's hand and pulled him onto the stage with him, dancing with him on the pole for a couple moments. Dazed, Tsuka tried to comprehend what was going on before he found himself in Angel's lap, looking down at him.

Angel huffed in amusement, looking up at him. He held the tip of his chin with his index finger, looking him up and down. "Damn, you're even cuter up close," Angel murmurs, low enough for only Tsuka to hear. "What's your name, puppy?" He asked, lap dancing with Tsuka a little.

Tsuka's face turned red-hot with embarrassment, and he looks away, his ears pinning back. He hid his face from the crowd, struggling to speak but then managing to stammer out, "Ts-Tsuka... Oka- Okamio..."

"Tsuka huh?" Angel chuckled lightly as he looked at the crowd, whose eyes were fixed on the two. Angel put his hand under Tsuka's chin, tilting his head up to look at him, smirking at him. "You know... that's a pretty cute-ass name."

Okay, Tsuka was DEFINITELY blushing now. He covered his snout with his hand again, while people cheered them on. He couldn't believe what was happening to him right now, and part of him wondered if he was high again...

Angel smiled in amusement at seeing Tsuka blush again. He sat up, still keeping Tsuka on his lap as he spoke, his voice lower as he spoke to him. "A cute thing like you shouldn't be here in a dirty place like this..." He said, wrapping an arm around Tsuka. His smirk never left his face as he danced with Tsuka, watching him cover his face. He gently took his hand away from his snout, using it to continue dancing with him.

Tsuka's eyes land on Angel Dust's face, taking in his appearance. His eyes widened slightly upon looking at him.

Oh my God, he's... Tsuka thought to himself, finding himself a little... captivated by Angel. He's... gorgeous...