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Husk sat alone in the smoky bar, deep in his drinks as usual, nursing his sixth or seventh cup of cheap whisky, and that was counting only the whisky, as the demonic feline (not that he'd liked being called that) had long since taken to mixing multiple types of drinks without much of a care; Indeed, he was so inebriated at this point that the imp behind the bar was considering just cutting him off and having the bouncer kick him out, specially as his wings kept bumping on other patrons and making a bit of a mess at this point.

Of course, that all went away the moment Alastor's grinning face appeared in his peripheral vision; Just seeing that grin and knowing the demon had some scheme planned, a scheme involving him, it was more than enough to get him to some semblance of sobriety, causing the infernal feline to sit up straight, wings folding, drink gripped in a vice like grip.

"No!" The cat-looking-demon said, turning to glare at Alastor, not even letting the other talk.

"But~" Alastor starts but is quickly cut off by the 'cat'

"NO! I'd rather do those weird things you asked me to last time we got drunk together than do whatever scheme you got cooked up!" The feline started filling another cup, having to pry the bottle from the barman.

"Oh, really, Husker?" Alastor says, still grinning, but a somewhat twisted element to it.

"Yes really" Husk replies, not thinking much on it, just moving from the cup straight from the bottle, only to choke on it as Alastor gets up, digs a fat wad of cash from his suit and all but throws it at the imp bartender before grabbing Husk by the tail and dragging him away.

"Oh, and there is a fat tip for you and the big guy if you keep people off the bathroom... Now come on Husker" he just full on drags the feline demon by the tail, Husk still trying to down the rest of the bottle as it dawns on him what he just agreed to.

"Ah fuck" are his last words before they disappear into the filthy tiled bathroom, the floor grimy, the toilet stalls disgusting, the mirror broken, and the lights shitty; Husk quickly getting free and chucking the empty bottle in the filled trashcan.

"Fuck, what did I just get myself into... it was the feet stuff right? No, don't answer... Just help me find a toilet stall not filled with discarded condoms, or shit, or vomit" Husk said as he looked over the stalls, fidgeting with the buttons on his pants, maybe he should keep them on, his feet were already bare anyway...

When he turns to face Alastor, the other demon has already discarded his pants, just kicked them to one of the dirty corners of the bathroom, his uncut cock, a jet-black slick member in contrast to his pale skin, already half hard.

"Dunno, I find it rather enticing" He moves in on Husk's personal space, grabbing the infernal feline by the bowtie and just shoving him into one of the stalls, the demon thanking the hells he kept his pants on as he stumbles and falls-sits down on a shit stained, half broken toilet lid.

"H-hey, don't you think we're going too fast? Don't you wanna enjoy this a-and stuff?" Husk stammers out as Alastor steps into the stall himself.

"Oh no, we are just getting started" Alastor says, grin still plastered in his face, teeth shining in the crappy lighting of the bathroom.

"But, how about I help you relax first..." He continues, kneeling in the dirty floor, taking Husk's legs in his hands, moving his face to rub in the feline's paw-like feet, putting his face between both, then moving to the left one, giving it a quick kiss before starting to give it a slow and heavy massage that makes Husk unwillingly purr in pleasure.

Alastor enjoyed every second of it, sniffing those musky, dirty feet, the paw pads underneath, getting the foot sweat on his face and hands, slowly moving his fingers so he was getting them between the toes, slowly shoving his face there, nose between the toes too, sniffing, kissing lightly, moving to the right foot, leaving the left propped over his shoulder, starting it all over on the other one.

Husk tries to hold back the purrs with no success, the massage causing him to flex his toe claws and push his body back against the filthy toilet, tail accidentally dipping inside it for a moment, causing him to shiver in disgust, wings unfurling and hitting the sides of the stall before he can calm down and center himself again.

"Y-you're really enjoying it, huh..." The feline stammers out, trying to distract himself from the nastiness of the toilet bowl and stall, and how weirded out he was at seeing Alastor get rock hard from just massaging his feet and paw pads, the humanoid demon full on rubbing his face into those every few moments before switching between feet again.

Unlike Alastor, Husk actually tried to hide the arousal that was coming from this, hand moving to sneakily cover the bulge forming in his pants, body and, more importantly, feet starting to sweat from the action; Trying to distract himself the cat-like demon tried reading all the graffiti in the stall walls, but all the filthy profanity and lewd comments just got him more bothered, not even finding a 'for a good time call angel dust' little scrawl was able to put an end to his erection.

"S-say, you're doing a lot for me down there, with the" He fails to fight back a purr "m-m-massage and all... and I see you're enjoying it..." Husk did not really know where he was going with this, but it kind of felt right to bring it up, not like he'd cum from just a foot massage (or so he hoped), so maybe he could get Alastor to move onto something more traditionally lewd, like a blowjob or something.

Alastor takes one more deep sniff of both feet, pressing his face between them and holding them together before speaking up

"You're right Hukster, now do hold them just like this" And then he quickly gets to his feet, making sure to slowly slot his jet-black dick right between the paw pads, pressing the paw-feet around his slick member, the sensation course and pleasurable for him, but strange and surprising for Husk.

"Now, I am sure you know what a foot job is, Huskster buddy... do get going, and dont worry about those cute claws of yours'' Alastor says with a grin, a hand on his waist, the other leaning on the filthy stall wall.

Husk grumbled to himself, specially as the positioning threatened to have him dip his tail in the filthy toilet again, but started to awkwardly move his feet up and down, starting out of rhythm between left and right before slowly finding his stride; Regardless, it felt unpleasant, his soles and paw pads just felt rough against the thick foreskin, gripping at it more than he'd wanted and just pulling the foreskin forward and back without really doing much, though Alastor seemed to be enjoying it regardless.

Still, there was only so much of the rough sensation on his feet that the feline could handle... That and he figured it would make for a good excuse to move onto something more normal like oral, but he had to be careful about this, the radio demon could easily turn things around on him if he phrased it wrong.

As the hell cat trying to think of his words he just kept working his feet at that cock, roughly moving the foreskin around, claws flexing and teasing it slightly, Alastor moaning and whining lightly at the awkward touch.

"You know, this would go better with some lube" He suggests after a grunt and some more adjusting of his position on the toilet.

"Oh, you don't mind my... smegma?" Alastor thrusts his hips forward, letting his foreskin be pulled full back, revealing the slick, wet looking head to be absolutely covered in dick cheese, Husk instantly gagging and going green in the face, any protests, however, being cut short by a laugh from the grinning radio demon

"I joke, I joke, don't worry Huskster, not everyone has a taste for this special cheese... but you are right in that we need some lube... We just have to lube up your feet instead!"

"Wha~" Husk is cut short as Alastor gets back to his knees, giving his big toe a wet, sucking kiss before moving to kissing and licking the pads at the bottom of his strange feet; Slobbering all over like a starving man presented with food.

Alastor started licking on a clawed toe, moving his tongue around the claw, covering every inch of it, moving to suck on the toe and kiss it, moving from that one to the next, and the next, eventually moving to a heavy kiss to the paw pad on the ball of the sole before moving to the bottom of the foot and giving a heavy lick from bottom to top... Before methodically starting it all over again on the other foot.

Husk moan-purrs and rolls his eyes back, he hated to admit how much he was loving it, even needing to use his wings and arms to brace himself, letting his stained tent fully visible for the radio demon giving him the full mouth-to-feet course; Unwillingly as this went the feline could not help but curl his toes, the sudden motion as the human-like moved ending up with a toe claw poking inside Alastor's nostril.

"Oh s-sorr~" Hust starts but is cut short by seeing Alastor still grinning, grabbing his toes gently and... picking his own nose with his feet; A cold shiver running through the feline's spine as he sees the gleeful radio demon shove a toe down each nostril and then blow that human nose of his, green mucus coming out to cover the toes and dripping down to the feet.

"What the fu~" Again he is cut short as Alastor switches feet, shoving the little toe, claw and all, as deep as it will go up his nose while leaking tons of snot, spreading the snot and boogers on the previous feet with a hand as he makes sure neither feet is free from the mess, the cat too shocked and weirded out to even react as this happens; Or perhaps he was too ashamed that he was still aroused by all this, by watching alastor pull back and start rubbing the snot in.

The bathroom was awkwardly silent, at the least for Husk, as the humanoid demon kept spreading his mess, and then just casually went back to licking and sucking on those toes, as if they were not covered with snot and boogers; the infernal cat finally started to gag, grabbing at his tent, lowering the front of his pants so his own humanoid-yet-barbed black and white member was free, he cursed at his arousal inwardly even as he gagged at the sight, watching as Alastor went from sucking on toes to sucking on an entire feet, slowly starting to deepthroat it.

As the radio demon started to bob up and down on his feet, as he could feel his toes go down his 'buddy's' throat, all Husk could think was a repeated mantra of 'don't flex your claws' over and over again... But then Alastor's tongue touched a particularly sensitive part of his foot, and he did, pushing claws and toes into poking the inside of the humanoid's throat; it was no surprise that such action was met with violent gagging, followed with a wave of rancid, acrid vomit, and Alastor pulling back from his deepthroat slowly.

"F-FUCK sorry, Soory I~" Husk started nervously, only to see Alastor still keeping his grin as he finished, even as he fought back more gags... he was enjoying this, he was fully enjoying this disgusting shit!?

Husk looked down at his own erection, gritting his teeth as he felt his foot just outright go down Alastor's throat, getting covered in saliva and the unbearably warm and disgusting stream of yellow-green vomit coming from deep inside the other demon, getting into his fur, between his toes, dripping down his feet onto the filthy bathroom floor; Thinking of that reminded Husk that he'd been walking on this filthy floor, and outside, with his bare feet, something he never really registered due to the paw-like elements to his lower limbs, and now those filthy feet were inside his frien~ his aquaintance's mouth, getting covered in even more filth.

The feline-infernal gripped his erection with one hand, mostly to cover it, hide it from his view in a panicked, silly, poorly thought out reaction, instead he just felt even more how aroused this all made him feel; Alastor not missing Huskster's reaction even as he gagged around their left foot, eyes tearing up a bit from the sensations and forcing that clawed feet down his mouth hole, not to mention the vomiting that soon followed, his stomach was sure to empty soon... Maybe he should save some.

Continuing along those lines, a groaning Husk slowly let go of his strange cock, or at the least did not squeeze as hard, starting on a slow stroking motion, the wet noises of his, admittingly uncared for, foreskin barely drowned out by Alastor's gagging and slurping; The radio demon finishing his coating of both foot in vomit before making sure to rub both of them in his face, giving the padded part of each a raspy kiss as he moved to using both hands to rub the vomit, snot and saliva in, technically giving yet another massage as he worked his thumbs to press down on the soft pads and the calloused foot skin around it.

This went on for what felt like an eternity for Husk, a tortuous yet pleasurable eternity where his 'common sense' kept yelling at him to be disgusted, but his libido countered with a throbbing, needy cock; And then the needle finally settled between disgust and arousal as he splayed his toes and let Alastor rub the mess in between them, the sensations he felt at that moment defied any description the cat could think of, and that was only the start.

He watched as Alastor slowly rose to his feet, smeggy slick cock also throbbing with need, dwarfing his in length, foreskin and thickness, his disgusting slick 'paws' moving on their own, pressing against that jet-black phallus as if to grip it, one slowly moving down to the base with a heavy slick noise, leaving behind a green-yellow trail as it made contact with the hilt, touching the multicolored pubes that poked from under the low suit coat with a toe, a shiver coming up from that toe to his head; His right feet starting opposite to the left, but moving up to the tip, pulling up the foreskin before playing with it, the excess skin moved between the toes, the claw of his big toe sneaking inside and teasing further, helping pull it back as he moved the foot back down, revealing the smegma-yellowed head of the radio demon's cock.

The look and smell, well those still made Husk want to projectile vomit, but he'd got the feeling Alastor would just enjoy that, besides, it's not like he had to suck that cock... Even if he couldn't take the mental image of him sucking that nasty cock out of his mind.

The humanoid demon either did not notice or did not care that Husk was violently gagging and trying to hold back his own vomit, just gently placing his hands on the feline's 'paws' and helping them keep going, each moving opposite to the other as Alastor gently thrust his hips back and forth, each thrust ending with his nasty cockhead exposed, the smell from it growing stronger, the movement of the feet slowly but surely coating his dick completely in snot-vomit until it had a green-ish sheen to it, his own pre coming out in heavy droplets and mixing with it all, the mess dripping down to join the filthy floor; As Husk tried to keep the content of his stomach down he was led into touching claws, his feet all but led into an arching shape, now no longer moving opposite to each other, letting Alastor vigorously start thrusting, harder and faster, sweaty balls swinging up to slap the bottom of Husks' feet.

The radio demon locked his gaze to Husks' as this went on, grinning wide he slowly opened his mouth, letting his tongue hang free, saliva dripping only down on his cock and the feline's feet, some vomit that he'd kept in his mouth from the foot licking also dripping down; Without breaking eye contact the humanoid started to huff and snort before half-swallowing, stopping the process with a free handed gag, by the time he stopped with this weird little show and opened his sharp toothed mouth again a gross load of vomit and snot muck dripped down from it, deliberately not being spit out in one go, falling all over his cock and Husk's poor feet.

"Oh-h f-fuck y-you!" The infernal cat manages to stammer out between gags as he watches the gleeful humanoid drip down the vomit for a bit longer before just full on spitting it out, making sure to get some on Husk's pants.

"Oh, I just felt your foot pussy needed a little more lube" he says, in as close to deadpan as he can manage while being so giddy about this.

"M-my w-what?" Is all Husk can reply with.

"Your Foot pussy, or fussy, doesn't it look like one?" Alastor asks happily before moaning, pulling back and giving one more thrust, 'accidentally' getting his face out of the way of Husk's torrent of vomit, a clear-yellow thing mostly, if not entirely made of copious amounts of alcohol mixed with stomach fluids; A mixture that makes Husk's dick burn, and covers his feet and Alastor's dick too, though from the moan that comes, the radio demon enjoys the burning sensation, a small load of cum soon following it and painting the feline's crotch and his own dick, mixing with the fluids.

In one moment, the cat could not help but laugh, but since he was too busy trying to hold back vomit, the laughter got replaced with that vomit geyser instead, as well as the feline all but falling down the broken toilet seat, the base of his tail fully dipped in the old unflushed shit bellow, his wings loosing a few feathers as he flailed them around; Still he managed to keep himself from getting stuck in an awkward position in the toilet, using his wings and arms to pull himself up, wishing more than ever this damn filthy thing had a lid, well, one that wasn't sitting in a trash can broken in half.

As this happened the humanoid demon let out a sensuous moan, opening his mouth wide and letting his tongue lol out, drooling as his ebony phallus answered the cat's vomit with rope after rope of sticky, thick, yellow-ish cum, painting the other's crotch, chest and face with his load, shooting a total of three times, each preceded by a weaker, shaking thrust.

"Fucking h-hells w-why did you have to make me l-laugh!" Husk gasps and sputters out as they adjust their position on the filthy 'throne' only to get hit in the face with the final rope of cum, quickly covering his eyes and trying to clean it away.

"H-hey fucking cut it out, not in my face!" he yells out, eyes shut as he tries to clean out the jizz from the fur around his eyes.

"This shit will be fucking miserable to clean out of my fur" he continues, only to hear a chuckle from Alastor and a tug on his pants.

"The jizz, the vomit, or the shit inevitably staining the back of your pants and tail?" The radio demon asked, gaze locked on Huskster's face even as he pulled and tugged on the feline's pants.

"Everything you ass! And stop that! You came, we are done!" The cat grumbles and kicks at the other, causing the radio demon to roll his eyes.

"Well, I did, but you didn't, and regardless, we need to get something clean to wear if we are to leave, so just stop fussing about and let me take this, and come back with some clean clothes and some drinks to make up for the ones you just 'lost'" His tugs full on rip at the hellish cat's pants, causing Husk to begrudgingly stop resisting, mostly at the promise of more alcohol.

While Husk was distracted sulking, Alastor used his pulling of the feline's pants to sneak a glance down there, to the cat's butthole, noting he had a surprisingly nice and plump butt for the scrawny thing he was, but to the radio demon's dismay it seemed way too clean for his liking... other than the tail being half coated in old toilet shit, that alone was a good spark to get him going again; Still, he had an idea on how to make this fun as, after all, he did mean to make Huskter cum, but in a self serving way that would let him get a second go... he just hoped this bar had a kitchen.

"Now my dear Huskster, dont go anywhere" Alastor says, folding Husk's filthy pants against his suit coat, grabbing his own pants on the way out and leaving the bathroom bottomless.

"Like I can go anywhere naked like this you fucking perv! Who do you think I am, angel dust!?" Despite his comments to the leaving demon, Husk waited only a short while to step out of the stall, looking down at the filthy mess he had been sitting over, his cock still hard as he looked down and took in the filth and the smells; The cat grumbled inwards, thinking of how this had most DEFINETELY awakened something in him, something he did not fucking want, and yet despite that his hand started to stroke his hard barbed-yet-uncut dick slowly.

"Nothing getting hammered with cheap alcohol won't fix" He mutters to himself, looking down at his own vomit and jizz covered body, his cock leaking a bit of pre into the bowl, not realizing he lost track of time as he did so, or noticing Alastor come back in, taking a picture with his phone before making his presence known by shoving Huskster forward so he had to brace on the toilet's tank.

"Hey, what the fuck!" Husk called out, trying to turn around only to feel something placed on his back, followed by Alastor's fingers in the back of his throat.

"Now now, don't go moving, you'll spill the eggs, and I might have to go for something nastier." Alastor spoke with glee.

"The fuck you going on about!?" the feline asked, fur standing on end, a hiss to his voice, only now becoming half aware of the bowl that was placed on his back, Alastor holding it half steady with his free hand.

"There is something in the list we haven't done yet! But I dont blame you for forgetting, you were pretty hammered when I first asked for it... do try to remember, got a bottle of prime brandy straight from the circle of gluttony as a prize if you do" As he spoke Alastor ran his free hand through the fur on Huskster's back, between the wings, down to the bowl.

Husk grunted and furrowed his brow, what other kinky shit had he forgotten about, wait why was he even trying to remember!? He already went above and beyond... but the brandy... Did Alastor even have the brandy!? Could he risk passing up on it?

The feline went wide eyed, an echoing voice in the back of his mind, slurred and drunken: " ...~na shoovve my filthy ass cock into an equall-ly filthyly ASS, plow it nasty, and then~..."

"W-well, shit, not like I can do that, took a dump before I came to the bar and cleaned up nice!" Husk is quick to throw out at Alastor, half relieved he had done so since getting hammered drunk always made his ass a bit 'loose' so to speak.

"Oh, I noticed, but I found a work around..." The humanoid devil takes the moment to lift a hell-chiken egg off the basket "Gonna fill you with these, then break them with my cock, if your colon doesn't break them first... Ride that pretty kitty ass of yours until we both cum and my cock is all egged up, and then~"

"Dont fucking say it! I remember when you described it earlier" Husk gulped, too nervous to even call out the asshole for referring to him as a kitty "S-still think that is too different."

"I am also giving you that bottle thrice unholy luciferian wine you keep begging me for."

Husk said nothing, he just spread his legs and braced against the toilet bowl, lifting his shit-dipped tail to the air so that the tip was positioned right near his head, his greyish white puckering asshole in full view, begging to be used.

Externally Husk looked nervous, but resolute in earning his drink, Internally the feline debated his reaction:

~'Oh why the fuck am I such a drunk'

• 'Who am I kidding, let's face it Husk, you're only using the wine, which is a good bonus, as an excuse, if Alastor got a lineup of guys with hairy nasty asses and asked you to lick them clean right now, no nice booze as a reward, you'd do it '

~'Ok you got me, me, I'm so fucking horny right now I'd fuck the turd pile in this toilet... still not gonna admit it, prefer to be a drunk than come off like fucking angel dust'

-'Yeah, I agree there'

_'But seriously, how do we feel about the whole shit and gross play thing?'

Alastor, meanwhile, was completely unaware of the feline demon having an entire internal discussion (more like shouting match at this point) with disassociated versions of himself at this point, simply settling into teasing him for a start with a:

"Good kitty, Huskster.'' The feline shivering back to reality with sheer irritation at being called a 'Kitty', but he kept quiet while the humanoid behind him licked and sucked on the egg, for lubrication purposes, before proceeding to slowly and gently shove it up his 'kitty's' asshole, making sure to test the limits of what the egg could take before threatening to break.

Husk, on his end, tried to relax his asshole as much as he could, wishing he was still as drunk as he had been earlier, fucking vomiting and all this weird shit had sobered him up way too much for 'loose hole Husk' to be making an appearance; As he made that stupid mental joke about his drunken loose asshole self he felt the egg crack a bit, gritting his teeth as he tried to relax further, queefing some foul air around it, which just made the radio demon at his behind laugh.

The second egg came in, right as the first fully cracked and Husk could feel the warm, gooey insides of the egg, mixed with the more prickly shell bits, filling his bowels... It was surprisingly cum like all things considered, if cum was mixed with snot and an oily shit; His conflicting mind choose not to focus on the fact that thinking of the egg yolk like that made his dick twitch in arousal, just metaphorically shoving the entire thought line into the closet.

"Oops" is all Alastor says even as he starts to push the next one in, slightly more forceful this time, Husk just trying to compensate, though he could still feel the egg crack inside of him... but not break this time; That one was followed by a third, shoved in even more forceful and with less lube and then quickly a fourth which only went halfway in, part of it poking out from the feline's stretched asshole, as if he'd been laying it.

Alastor snuck another pic with his phone, Husk too busy trying to reach bellow himself to stroke his dick as he pictured how it looked like, both of them being distracted allowing the bowl to tip over and fall to the dirty floor, the remaining eggs making an open mess; Husk just froze up, his tensing accidentally cracking the eggs inside him more, and Alastor just let out another 'innocent'...

"Oops"

That said even as he put his phone away and aligned his cock against Husk's gaping, egg-plugged backside, his smegma-covered head pushing against the egg, the humanoid demon not even bothering to be subtle or careful as he used his 'meat stick' to stuff the final egg in.

"I do guess it's about time we move on with this." He adds in a teasing noise, only earning an annoyed growl-purr from Husk as he kept his penetration painfully slow.

Inch by inch, going in, pushing the egg, some of the shell cracking around his cock~

"JUST FUCKING SHOVE IT IN ALREADY!" Husk suddenly yells, moving his tail back to wrap around Alastor's waist, smearing it with shit in the process, but more importantly pulling the demon in.

While being touched outside of his control and permission annoyed Alastor, he chose to ignore it this time, as it seemed he finally got Huck where he wanted... The radio demon put his hands on Huck's hips and thrust violently in, dick obliterating the eggs in the way while also shoving them and the shell parts even deeper, making a mess of things; His heavy, sweaty balls slapping against Husk's coinpurse furry pouch.

"O-oh f-fuck!" is all Husk can get out before he is reduced to mewing and moaning, Alastor putting a foot up on the toilet seat, shifting his weight over the feline as he continued to piston in, hard and fast, non-stop; Loud queefing and squelching noises filling the bathroom as he went, causing the cat to start hitting the toilet's tank and adding the thudding porcelain noises to all the ruckus they were suddenly causing.

While this happened Huck barely even noticed his own orgasm, too busy drooling and losing his mind at the deliciously gross sensations inside of him, his cock painting the inside of the bowl with fresh white jizz, soon to be followed by his own insides getting painted in Alastor's yellow-ish load, which mixed well with the hell-chiken yolk; The radio demon giving one last hilting thrust before letting his quivering balls empty themselves further inside his 'buddy'.

The feline panted, thinking this extremely weird, but not unpleasant, experience was done... But then he remembered something... There was a follow up; He was still unwilling purring as Alastor gave a few more thrusts, moved his cock around inside the cat a bit more and then slowly pulled out, still holding onto a load with self control that would put the horny spider to shame (not that the slut had any, Husk thought).

"Ah, Ah Huskter, let's not got forgetting the finishing act." Alastor said deliberately as his cock popped free with a wet noise, tapping Husk's hips and leading the cat to sit back on the toilet so his nose was inches from that egg, jizz and general butt-slime covered cock (also the smegma, can't forget the smegma).

Husk considered grumbling, considered arguing, considering starting an entire internal debate again... But honestly he was still horny, and the only place his mind went was the saying "In for a penny, in for a pound-ing"

The feline opened his mouth and slowly moved his short muzzle forward, slurping and licking Alastor's head, wincing and furrowing his brow at the taste of the smegma mixed with egg, at some of the soft egg shell bits, but he kept going until he developed that head in a seal and gave it a suck, a wet popping kiss; then he kept going until the cock threatened to poke the back of his throat, slurping, licking and sucking all over, coughing slightly as it went in, some of the egg-jizz mix coming off his nose along with snot.

And then Alastor gave a thrust, shoving his cock down Husk's throat as deep as it could go and depositing the final load it still held, the humanoid devil grinning and glaring right into the feline's shocked eyes as he did so, making sure to pull back in a hurry, shoving the cat's head back right in time for another torrent of vomit to hit the head of his cock and cover the front of his suit; The radio demon stepping back, still messy cock growing flaccid even as that happened, hand going to his suit breast pocket to bring out his phone and get one more picture, this one Husk fully aware of.

"Well dear Huskter, I do think we are done here... Like I promised, no need to come help with my schemes" He spoke casually, leaving the stall while Husk still gagged and tried to get up.

"The bartender should have everything else I promised you... as well as a surprise... oh, except the wine, I'll give you that one later, anyways, I do have schemes to run, photos to post."

"Wait what!?" Husk called out, stumbling out of the stall and onto the dirty floor, realizing his pants were nowhere to be seen.

"You know how it is Huskter, be seeing around when I need help with another scheme, not that this was one" Except it was, it was some sort of scheme, Husk had no idea what kind or how, but it dawned on him he somehow got played.

"Oh you fucking motherfuck~" The feline had started hissing out, but Alastor left the filthy bathroom before he was done(bottomless, mind you), leaving the pantless feline cursing empty air.

Well, at the least He'd get some good booze out of this.