Hello! May I Ask For More Details About Val's And Angel Dust's Relationship In The SpiderPimp Au?

Hello! May I ask for more details about Val's and Angel Dust's relationship in the SpiderPimp au?

Angel isn't a great person, he's an overlord. He has a kink for dominating people larger than him, whether they want to or not...and most people fold when offered a large sum of money, sadly Val was one of those people.

let's explore, shall we? (p.s. this kinda is a small fanfiction, so sorry if its cringe)

TW!!!- mentions of s.a, gaslighting, toxic relationships and trauma

Val has been a male stripper for a while, not the worst but not very popular. He's fine with it; even if the women got more attention, he didn't mind, he still enjoyed his job, a lot actually! When he had customers, he loved the feeling of being wanted, he loved feeling sexy, he loved the high it gave him! But not many fans means not much money, and Val has bills to pay. This was made worse because he was a month late on rent and getting desperate.

One night, when his shift was finished, and he said goodbye to his coworkers, Val started to panic. This was the due date he had to get rent in by, and he still didn't have enough! This would be the night he dies for sure! Perhaps he should take a different route to his apartment to bide some time? Val thought that was a good idea and proceeded to take a route he knew led back home but took longer.

Walking wasn't so bad; it calmed his nerves and let him enjoy the new scenery. But those pleasant thoughts were disturbed when a limousine pulled up next to him. Who was this? Was he going to be mugged? Irrational as the thought was, it still permitted in his mind, Val could take whoever this was; he's a big man and relatively strong too, so it should be fine.....right?

Then the window slid down, as a feminine, well dressed....woman? Presented themself,

"Well, well, well~ what do we have here?" the mystery person called

'OH SWEET SATAN, THAT'S A MAN', Thought Val in a state of shock 'wait, oh no- this can't be- is that-?'

"The name's Angel Dust, but you already know that, didn't you?~" Smirking, Angel leaned out of the window, presenting his boob fluff. "What's a big, strong sinner like you doing out in my territory this late~."

Val was in shock; all this time, he lived near the territory of THE Angel Dust? How dumb was he that he didn't realize it? And....was Angel trying to seduce him? thoughts kept popping in his mind until-

"Come on! I don't have all night- what's your name anyway?~" Angel spat out impatiently before going back to a softer tone.

"Valentino- Sir! My friends call me Val," he sputtered, standing alert and uneasy.

"Val, huh?~ Well, what about potential lovers?~ I'm sure men and women alike would be scrambling all over themselves to get. a. piece. Of. YOU~" Angel growls, excited to take a slice of Val...excited to break Val. "I know I do~ how about you and I head back to my studio so we can... well, I'm sure a smart man such as yourself could figure it out~."

Val was still in shock. Is this really happening? "I'm so sorry, Mr Dust, but I really-"

"I'll pay you, handsomely even! Whatever you need, I'll pay it."

Angel's voice was impatient and antsy, his eyes like a starving predator. Whatever he needed? If he did this, Val could have his rent be set for years! Plus extra!... but he'd never prostituted himself before...he honestly wasn't that comfortable with it; Val HAD had sex before, but that was different. It was purely for enjoyment back then, and selling his body? To someone with red flags that reached heaven? This was incredibly uncomfortable...but he needed the money, and he missed the pleasure of a good fuck...

"I- ....Alright"

Throwing caution to the wind and with a low voice, he agreed. Angel had been visibly pleased by this and slowly motioned Valentino to enter the limo. Then off they went, I mean...its Hell, right? Surely nothing else will come of it?

But even weeks later, Valentino didn't feel happy about that night. He was upset and felt disgusted with himself and blamed himself for even agreeing to it. Not even the reassurance from his best friend, Baxter, could help. His body, something he used to be incredibly proud of, now dirtied by the webs or a spider.

The spider... Angel, huh? What dogshit. He was no angel, more like a ravenous beast that couldn't be quelled. That night was so violent that not even the Prince of Lust would look at it pleasurably. But these feelings would subside, Val would go back to his previous life, scraping by but loving it nonetheless.

But it didn't stop. Angel had kept coaxing Val back to the studio with promises of fortune and fame, eventually making Val quit his job and work for Angel's Studio. The times Val tried to leave, Angel would say things like:

"Vallypoo~ You love me, right? you wouldn't leave me, RIGHT?"

or

"After all I'VE done for you? I got you out of that shitty job! I made you one of the most POPULAR pornstars in hell! I. FUCKING. MADE, YOU!"

Val was trapped, helpless; the only thing to bring him any joy was drugs and stripping, but neither had the same high it used to.

'This is it', he thought 'this is what the rest of my eternity is gonna be like...' even in his head, his voice was broken...

Until he was approached by a very interesting couple looking to create a hotel of redemption.