Chapter 14 - Ange, My Angel ~ Extra Story: Escape

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Ange gently reached down to touch his hardening length.

 

"...Mmm…"

 

He was surprised by the soft sound that escaped his lips, even though he had only touched himself. Biting his lip, Ange tried to keep quiet.

 

Not wanting to wake the kind man sleeping soundly behind him, Ange slowly began to stroke himself, gently, as he tried to ease the growing tension in his body.

 

I'm more of a beast now than Amber is, Ange thought with a rueful smile. He was afraid of losing control, of becoming something he wasn't, but here I am, more of an animal than he ever was.

 

Just the memory of last night's pleasure—just the warmth of Amber's body against his back, his scent surrounding him—was enough to make Ange's heart race, his breathing quicken.

 

It wasn't as intense as the heat from last night, but the thought of enduring this heightened state for a full week made Ange shiver.

 

He had to take care of it before Amber woke up.

 

Amber's heat only came with the full moon, and Ange couldn't bear the thought of burdening him with his own insatiable need for an entire week.

 

Unlike last night, Ange figured he could handle things himself this time.

 

Careful not to disturb Amber's steady, peaceful breathing, Ange quickened the pace of his strokes, hoping to relieve himself quietly.

 

The soft, wet sounds that started to fill the air seemed so loud, and Ange slowed down once more, feeling embarrassed.

 

But no matter what he did, it didn't seem like he'd be able to finish this way.

 

To make matters worse, the entrance that had taken Amber's wolfish length for so long last night began to throb with heat, twitching with need. Just touching the front wasn't enough anymore.

 

It was clear that the only way to handle this was to slip out of Amber's arms and hide away in the bathroom.

 

With a small sigh, Ange began to slowly wriggle his way free of Amber's grasp, trying not to wake him.

 

But in that moment, the steady rhythm of Amber's breathing faltered.

 

No—it wasn't just faltering. It sounded more like a suppressed chuckle, a large breath escaping through his nose.

 

"Are you awake?"

 

Ange asked the question as casually as he could, keeping his gaze forward as though nothing unusual had happened.

 

"…Yeah…"

 

Amber's voice answered from behind, carrying a hint of laughter.

 

"How long have you been awake?"

 

"…Hmm…"

 

The non-answer left Ange a little annoyed, but just as he was about to complain, a soft, helpless moan escaped his lips.

 

"Hah…"

 

Amber's fingertips had gently traced the edge of the place that had been aching with need for so long.

 

"Trying to get off by yourself? You're so naughty."

 

"S-stop…"

 

Ange weakly tried to pull away, but Amber's arms wrapped tightly around him again, pulling him firmly back into his embrace.

 

"Do you really want me to stop?"

 

"…I—Idiot… ahh!"

 

With a slick sound, Amber's middle finger slipped inside, pushing in all the way to the base in one swift motion.

 

After being so thoroughly ravished the night before, Ange's body accepted the intrusion with ease.

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