Lance had been invited to Jack's house the previous day. He had claimed that 'he would love to go', but now he was just a nervous wreck. Between Tuesday and Thursday he had come to terms with his feelings for Jack….and Angela.

They were just so amazing! Jack's ruff and smokey (from multiple very dangerous experiments) beard and Angela's soft angelic skin.. Oh God they were just amazing. He knew they would never like him back, he was just some foolish kid everyone made fun of.

It was currently 3:42 and Jack said it would be best if he came at 4. He sighed, he was currently parked in front of Jack's house. He has been for the past hour. He was just very conflicted. Should he go?

I mean, he just came to terms with having feelings to a guy he's going to spend the night with. Who has a girlfriend. WHO HE ALSO HAD A CRUSH ON! God, why was he like this? He banged his head on his steering wheel, multiple times.

He whined. God, he hated when his feelings got all bunched and mixed. He was a psychologist for God's sake! Just as he said that he heard a knocking to his right. There stood Jack.

"Hey Sweets! Gonna sit there and bang your head on that wheel for eternity or you gonna come inside?" He laughed.

Lance looked over at Jack, a small blush creeping up on his cheeks.

"Heh, yeah, yeah, I was just, y'know- Okay I'm comin." He stuttered.

He hopped out of his car, closing the door and following Jack into his house.

"Just sit and relax for a bit, I'll grab us some beers!" Jack said as he walked out of the living room.

Lance sighed as he sat down on Jack's couch. He tilted his head back and moaned. 'God, this was going to be a difficult night.' He thought.

"Why am I like this?" He questioned to himself in a hushed tone. Just as he said that, Jack walked back in with two bottles of beer. He passed one to Lance.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you," He took a sip of his beer," Anges' here." He said

nonchalantly Lance's eyes widened before he quickly went back to his neutral face. A small blush creeping up his cheeks, again.

'Angelas here!?' He thought to himself. 'This just made things ten times worse!'.

"Oh, it's fine. I mean- why would I- yeah hah!" He nervously said. Jack gave him a look.

A few hours later and it's dark out, Lance was practically falling asleep. Jack had had six bottles of beer and was drunk. Lance looked over at him.

"You good there Hodgins?" Lance questioned. Jack hazily looked over at him.

"You have really pretty lips.." Slurred Jack, scooching over to him. Lance blushed.

"Wel- uh- uhm.. Thank you, Hodgins..' He stuttered. Jack, at this point, was leaning on Lance.

" I think you have had too much be-" He was cut off by Jack kissing him. Shocked, he could only sit there. Their lips parted.

"J-Jack, y-you- Wait- You have a Girlfriend!" He exclaimed. Jack only responded with a smirk as Angela walked into the room. Jack leaned in and kissed him, again.

Lance quickly separated the kiss looking over at Angela. She saw the shock on her face quickly turn into rage.

"An-Angela! I swear I didn't- well I- He kissed me- I'm sorry- I just.." He rambled as Angela walked over to him, seething with rage or, that's what he thought. She grabbed him by his shirt and lifted him up, placing a leg in between his thighs and pushing him to the wall.

"Wow, Sweets. Way to be a homewrecker, huh?" She seethed. Lance could only look at her with guilt, just as he was about to explain himself he felt the leg in between him grind on his member.

"An- angel-ahh~" He moaned. Angela glared at him with a smirk.

"You like that, huh? Slut."" She claimed with clenched teeth. She began to grind her knee on his member, making choked moans come out of him.

After what felt like an eternity, Angela stopped. Throwing Lance to the couch. He let out a groan.

"Lance." Said Jack. Lance looked up.

"Oh, my Sweet little Sweets." He purred. With that Lance let out a quiet moan. He opened his eyes to see Angel@ looking down at him.

"Oh, Lance. I'm sorry, oh you look so adorable." She purred. Lance's eyes flashed with confusion. She was just saying that he was a homewrecker, and now all of a sudden she was saying how adorable he is.

"I really thought he would love to be degraded." Angela said to Jack.

"Well, you owe me 20 bucks." Responded Jack.

"W-what is happening!?" Exclaimed Lance.

"Well, you're a cutie pie, and we love cutie pies. Plus, we had a bet on whether you have a praise or degrade kink." Responded Angela nonchalantly.

A blush began to grow on his face.

"W-wait- Do you?- How- Why!?" He stammered.

"Hush, Sweetie. How about…we show you what we're talkin' about." Angela said.

Angela laid Lance down, taking off his shirt.

"Hodgins, c'mere. Work on his pants." Stated Angela. Jack obeyed, unbuckling Lance's pants.

Lance, now naked, could barely comprehend what the hell was happening to him right now.

In all honesty, he didn't care. Right now he only cared about the hand on his dick and a hand rubbing his nipples.

'Ahh~Mh~AHH~" Moaned Lance loudly.

"Huh, it's only been what? Two minutes? And you're on the verge of cumming?" Laughed Jack.

"Ah,ah,ah..Can't let that happen so soon. Now, can we?" Angela tsked'. Lance looked up and looked at her dazed. Then he felt cold. He finally realized they had removed their hands.

He whined. Jack took off his shirt and unbuckled his pants. Angela followed, but took off her bra as well. Jack was now naked, only with boxers on. Angela was almost completely naked. Her underwear is still on.

Lance looked up at them, jaw dropped to the floor. He could feel his dick getting hard again.

"Wow, you REALLY liked us, huh?" Jack said with a grin. Angela sat on Lance's chest. She bent down to his face and began to make out with him. Her ass was now hovering over Lances dick.

She buried his face in her tits, grinding her body against his. He felt something touch his dick. Then he felt it move up and down.

"Mh~ Pleas- Ah~! AH~!" Lance moaned loudly. Angela got off of Lance, placing one last kiss on his cheek.

"It's your turn Hodgins." Angela said with a smirk. Jack clapped his hands. He walked over to Lance and harshly told him to get up.

Lance obeyed. Once he got off the couch and stood up he felt Jack's hand tracing his frame. Going from his shoulders to his chest then to his waist and finally his dick. He began giving him a hand job.

Lance's eyes rolled to the back of his head. His knees felt weak, like jello.

"J-jaaahh~-K!" He moaned. Jack smiled, he loved that Lance was saying his name like that. He leaned into him, French kissing him passionately.

Lance felt overstimulated. He felt on the verge of cumming, just as pre-cum began dripping Jack stopped.

"It's time, hunny." Sung Jack. Angela only nodded. She walked over to Lance,pushing him back on the couch. Instead of laying down, he sat. Angela went over to his lap, lined up her asshole with his penis and slowly went up and down.

"Mh~Ang-geh~LAH!~" Lance moaned. She only smirked as she began to go faster. Jack walked behind Lance, prepping kisses and hickeys along his neck, spine and waist.

"I-Im gonna- Ah~ Angelahh~ Jah~K! IM GONNA-" Lance moaned while practically screaming.

He came inside her, leaning back on Jack. They all lied there for awhile before Jack announced.

"Alright- Time for some after-care."