Midnight Mingle: Angel and Lysandre's New Mate

Angel and lysandre have taken home a new boy. All the character in here age from 16-20+, from the previous story you wouldve seen just angel and lysandre from their first time meeting. Yue is a 16 year old student who is non-verbal and managed to get away with seducing angel, lysandre and the group (which I cant remember if ive introduced them all yet but ill get there).

Late that night, the house had finally gone still. The fairy lights downstairs were off. The TV murmur had faded hours ago. Only the occasional creak of settling floorboards and the soft hum of the fridge broke the silence. Angel and Lysandre were in bed?Angel on his back, one arm flung over his head, breathing slow and deep; Lysandre on his side, facing him, hand resting loosely on Angel?s stomach under the duvet. Neither was fully asleep yet?just drifting in that warm, hazy space between wakefulness and rest. The bedroom door opened without a sound.Yue slipped inside?bare feet silent on the carpet, wearing nothing but one of Angel's old T-shirts again, the hem skimming the tops of his thighs. His dark hair was mussed from tossing in the spare room, eyes wide and glassy in the faint moonlight leaking through the curtains. He paused at the foot of the bed?watching them both for a long moment?then climbed up slowly, careful not to jostle the mattress too much.Angel stirred first?eyelashes fluttering open.Yue was already between them?kneeling upright, hands resting on his own thighs, back straight, staring down at Angel with that quiet, expectant blink. Angel blinked back?sleepy confusion clearing slowly?Hey, sweetheart,?he murmured, voice gravelly with sleep. Couldn't sleep again?Yue didn't answer.He just sat there,silent except for the wet sounds and the occasional muffled whimper when Angel hit the back of his throat.Lysandre watched,Yue's face: the way his lashes fluttered with every deep swallow, the tears streaking down flushed cheeks, the small hands clutching Angel's thighs like anchors.After a few minutes,Yue didn't move.Ysle moved.Lysandre slid behind Yue?kneeling on the mattress?big hands settling on Yue's hips. Yue jolted,Yue's head lifted,Yue closed her eyes.He just sat there,silent except for the wet sounds and the occasional muffled whimper when Angel hit the back of his throat.Lysandre eased out,Ysle pushed him out,Ysle kissed her forehead,and the house stayed dark.

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