"So," wonders Blair, a little over a week later, "how attached are you two to the house?"
Their new mate is so sweet and adorable and... kind of like a starving man finally confronted with a feast. Which on one hand is quite fun and flattering, but on the other hand is a bit concerning. She is concerned.
"We're going to need to be decent in about five minutes," she murmurs, regretfully. While cuddling her mates which is great extra cuddles are wonderful.
James is definitely sharing that concern, here.
"I don't know, love, I think he looks more than decent."
Blur blur purr.
"He is a radiant Adonis in vampire form who puts everyone but you and I to shame," agrees Yvette, amused. "But nonetheless we all should probably put on some clothes!"
James laughs and shakes his head. "I suppose."
Then he pauses and looks around them at the... scraps of Alexei's clothing that got destroyed in the first twenty seconds of the night. "Uh..."
Alexei smirks then disappears.
"I suppose it would make perfect sense for him to have a stash of spare clothes or something," says Yvette with a fond sigh, zipping away to retrieve a set of clothes for herself and James.
Alexei returns before she does, wearing a different outfit and grinning like the cat that got the canary.
James laughs and kisses him on the nose then grabs his clothes from his wife and puts them on.
Yvette giggles as she gets her own clothes on, then hugs Alexei when all of that's taken care of.
"So I motion that we make a point of one or both of us touching Alexei at all times, and that preferably we both stay around him. At least for now. Since he's still getting settled in this whole 'being mated' business." She nuzzles him and pets his hair.
If the way he's purring is any indication he seems on board with this plan.
"I believe that's two in favor, and that means we have a majority! If you disagreed you've been overruled, love." She winks at James.
"No, no, sweetheart, the part I disagreed with was putting clothes on him."
"Aurene will have enough trouble connecting to ordinary human society without us making nudity taboos a foreign concept to her! Besides, Blair won't come anywhere near us without clothes, if we made a habit of not wearing them he might get fed up and leave entirely. Do you want us to lose our tracker, James?"
"Maybe just the shirt," muses her husband.
Alexei giggles and kisses Yvette on the cheek.
"The shirt is negotiable," agrees Yvette, fondly. She grins at Alexei when he kisses her, and zips forward to kiss the very end of his nose.
And from inside: there is a sound of an infant stirring!
"And it seems like our dearest daughter is up," says James before vanishing to go upstars. Yvette seems to have Alexei's touching needs well in hand.