Hi so some crazy shit happened, I don't want to go into the nitty gritty and I am not giving up on Raven she is currently in editing hell. This is just a place for me to throw prompts, AU's, and random ideas for my latest obsession; I'm going to rate this R because I want to write some kinky shit so ya safe not sorry.
It was late, well past midnight. No it was early the moon had already set and the ghosts were out playing in the now dark streets of the city of lights. Augustine sat up slowly arching his back and sighing as he felt several vertebrate crack with his twists, he glanced at the blurry digital clock. "3:18." Great, it looked like a another sleepless night for the lonely professor. Augustine left his warm bed to stretch his legs and maybe gat something to drink, this was an almost normal event at Sycamore labs happened at least once a week. Well tonight was less routine than most, because after wandering his naked ass into the living room Augustine found a Lyssy on his sofa. He looked so content curled into himself like his beloved Theo, Lysandre looked so small when he did this curling to maybe a third of his standing height. Augustine smiled and fetched a spare blanket from his bedroom and draped it over the sleeping Pyroar of a man that was camping on his devilishly comfy sofa.
Lysandre stirred stretching out slightly and buried his face into a pillow, the professor sat by his friend and began to stroke Lysandre's mane. This was one of his favourite ways to play with Lysandre, it was strangely hypnotic he could card his fingers threw those fire red locks till it all turned grey. Augustine felt a smile creep across his face forgetting whatever ha had left his bedroom for. "Why didn't you come to bed Lyssy?" The question was quiet and addressed to the empty room, he was honestly confused as to why his friend didn't come to bed with him. The two had shared a bed before, usually after sex, but they have slept together in an appropriate way; usually on that sofa or buried under a mountain of blankets, or sometimes in the lab on the floor waiting for genius to strike one like a bat to the stomach.
Something woke Lysandre, slowly his ice blue eyes opened. Lysandre slowly stretched his legs groaning as his muscles tightened then relax. "bon l'amour du matin, bien dormi?" Lysandre looked up at his angel, he was smiling down at him sweetly carding his fingers threw his red hair. Lyssy didn't get up he just moved so that his head could rest upon Augustine's lap. "Yes, what time is it?" His bare legs were warm and firm dusted with curly navy hairs, but still soft to touch. "Too early, when did you get here?" Lyssy rolled so that he could look up at Augustine's beaming smile. "About midnight." Augustine smiled at his Lyssy, this was heavenly just relaxing, enjoying each others company, hoping that the morning will never come to part the two.
"Why did you sleep on the sofa?" Lyssy reached up his hand finding Augustine's cheek and cupping it gently his thump stroking the navy stubble slowly. "You get so little sleep, why should I bother you?" Augustine held Lyssy's hand, the one holding his cheek, his hands were so big they could hold half his face in his palm. "Why would that bother me? I get so lonely when you aren't there to warm my bed." Lyssy smiled softly, oh Augustine you are too sweet. "I don't deserve you." Augustine took Lyssy's hand and planted soft kissed on the back of his hand, his palm, and each knuckle before kissing up Lyssy's arm. "Please don't talk like this, I hate it when you put yourself down." "When you talk like that you only prove my point." Lyssy rolled over now staring up at Augustine, it was times like these that Lysandre treasured he loved the quite times he spent with his professor. "Lets go to bed Lyssy, it's late." Lysandre nodded, Augustine was right it was late and the two left the sofa and ran off to roll around in Augustine's sheets hell they might just stay up there all day.