Chapter 16 - Ange, My Angel ~ Extra Story: Escape

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The sound wasn't very loud, and it came at uneven intervals.

 

Every time Ange tried to shift in Amber's embrace and glance behind him, the sound stopped.

 

"…Ange, you're so cute."

 

Amber's voice was filled with affection as he nibbled sweetly on the nape of Ange's neck, where the bite mark from the night before still lingered.

 

Then, the sound returned.

 

Pat-pat… pat-pat-pat…

 

"Hey…"

 

Ange reached back and grabbed a fistful of Amber's hair, pulling at it slightly.

 

"Stop biting me. You'll make me bleed again."

 

"Sorry… Did that hurt?"

 

Amber's voice turned sheepish as soon as Ange scolded him.

 

"…It's fine…"

 

But Ange's body betrayed his impatience, pressing his hips back against Amber, begging for more. He felt the firm heat of Amber's arousal pressing against his lower back.

 

Pat-pat-pat… The faint sound continued, barely audible.

 

In Amber's strong embrace, Ange slowly turned himself around until they were face to face, lying on their sides. As he moved, Amber's fingers slipped out of him, leaving behind an empty ache.

 

And with that, the mysterious sound stopped.

 

Ange gazed up at Amber, locking eyes with him for the first time in what felt like ages. After being held from behind for so long, it felt almost strange to see Amber's face again—his human face, not the face of a wolf.

 

That well-defined face was as handsome as ever, only rivaling that of Amber's older brother Ian, who was a favorite among the regulars at their establishment. Yet despite being brothers, Amber was the opposite of Ian in many ways.

 

Amber's expression had a warmth, a charm that drew people in.

 

His lustrous, jet-black hair.

 

His mesmerizing amber-colored eyes, which could capture your soul with just a glance.

 

And those lips, despite being younger than Ange's, that could whisper the sweetest, most dangerous words.

 

This was the man Ange had fallen for, the one he loved.

 

I want to kiss him… The thought flitted across Ange's mind, and as if Amber sensed it, their lips met in a soft, teasing kiss.

 

Foreheads touching, their tongues playfully reached out, intertwining in mid-air before Amber, growing impatient, pressed their lips together more firmly. His heated tongue slipped inside Ange's mouth, deepening the kiss.

 

"…Mmm…"

 

With his eyes closed, Amber's face filled Ange's vision. Beyond him, something large moved in the background, casting soft, rhythmic shadows.

 

Their tongues danced together, the heat between them building and coiling.

 

"…Ah… mmm…"

 

Amber's tongue traced along the roof of Ange's mouth, sending shivers through his body, making him feel weak.

 

But even as the kiss intensified, Ange couldn't ignore the fluttering movement at the edge of his vision.

 

That soft, fluffy thing… It swayed gently, pat-pat, tapping against the sheets.

 

While responding to Amber's deepening kiss, Ange reached out his hand, aiming for that fluffy mysterious thing.

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