Angel Dust
Sweet honey nectar of pain Pouring slow and tantilizing through my sluggish veins Whispering sugar secrets under my skin Tempting Sweeping me from reality Playfully Seizing my muscles with youthful strength Perplexing my mind And siphoning bits...
Blood In My Face
A window into the vulnerable angel dust, the _real_ angel dust. you hiss, and you keep him embraced in a vice grip. your forehead presses to his. "angel. . ." hoarse, real, honest.
Li'l Snake, Lotta fun (Hazbin Hotel)
Cherri pushed angel dust's face off screen. she lowered to an easy crouch before the terrified egg boi, pretended at smoothing out his yolk-stained suit, and gave her most winning, toothy smile. "ya really wanna live?"
Angel Dust: To catch a Spider
#3 of requests minimal sex in this one angel dust is the sole property of his owner vivienne medrano the sounds of screeching wheels and sirens punctuate the cold night.
Angel Dust: To date a Spider
#2 of requests and here we see the continuation of angel dusts blossoming relationship with mark. i in no way own angel dust, he is the property of his respective owner. a familiar scene unfolds.
Angel Dust: To love a Spider
The Moon hangs low in the sky, the night far to clear for his liking. The shadowy figure skulking about the warehouse complex as Guards moved on Patrol always one step behind. The Figure giggled and licked his Lips, looking over all the vulnerable...
Angel Dust: To entertain a Spider
Edit: i won't be continuing angel dust. it was never meant to be a series and has little to no direction as shown from the dramatic drop in quality with the last two stories. "shit!"
Vault
Next time you saw angel dust you'd drown him in cash. you'd make a church out of stolen wealth. it was time to pluck through your efforts. you went into the vault. immediately, tables and glass containers and mountains of riches met your gaze.
The Thief and The Spider
And yet. . . he's giving up everything that makes angel dust _him._ he was happy. maybe a bit self-destructive, certainly violent, but goddammit, it's hell! "there is _nothing_ i need to fix. you are angel dust.
It's In My Nature
angel dust grunted. "be a lot easier if you'd _stop squirming!"_ "i'm not." "ya' just did it again!" seriously, how hard is it to sit still? angel dust was confounded.
Easy Cash
One piercing eye scanned over angel dust with vicious scrutiny, the other hidden by white bangs - and an eyepatch. "hey, hey, easy," angel dust said, raising up his hands.
[Commission] (half a story) Hazbin Hotel presents Angel Dust in: "Paying the Bills. It's barely a living"
He spat on his hand and started rubbing his dick while looking angel dust straight in the eyes. angel dust gulped. "whenever you're ready, jackie-boy" the director yelled out.