Another one shot commission for solivagante on AO3! This one is set in the MELF universe but you can read it as a standalone.

Warnings: Just smut, tentacles, feet, sex magic, tsundere Joong but he wants this

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Yunho glanced left and right of the hall of white quartz. The Moon Castle lay at peace, ever so blissfully quiet. The moon peered through the windows and danced on the pale hues of the glowing lamps. Seonghwa, his most gorgeous love, was in the gardens with Yeosang and Jongho. Yunho left Buddy with them and counted that nobody sought out this area of their private quarters while their moon lured everyone outside.

When no one was in sight, no curious servants or lost pets, Yunho lifted his fingers to knock on the door before him. As always, upon touch, its magic fizzled through his fingertips, assessing his identity and his intentions. Deemed unworthy of a threat, it evaporated to swing the heavy wood open for him. Instantly, the sound of blubbering cauldrons and the rustling of a book reached Yunho. 

After making his way inside, Yunho closed the door behind him. He was mindful to wait at the entrance since the owner of this room could be very short-tempered if someone tried to navigate his many tables brooding with work unasked. 

Hongjoong lounged on his divan overlooking his spells at work. His long legs were clad in tight leather and heeled boots, hugging his frame up to the loose black shirt. The sliver of his chest was decorated by a golden amulet and rings twinkled on his fingers when he turned another page. Black and blond hair hung into his eyes, with long lashes flicking over the text.

Yunho thought this on the first day and he still stuck to this opinion. Seonghwa married some of the most beautiful creatures their empire had to offer.

"What do you want? Your dog again?" Hongjoong asked without looking up. His voice cut like a whip, and a grin spread on Yunho's lips. Well-behaved, he paced himself to wind around the tables cautiously, so he wouldn't get sent to the singular desolate chair in the corner that was reserved for visitors. Not that he would dare touch anything Hongjoong brewed here. Magical gemstones, mighty potions... None of them looked too appealing to the human when his natural instinct chased shivers down his spine if he drew too close.

"I merely came to see you, oh grand Magus Extraordinaire."

His charming voice earned Yunho a withering glare. Hongjoong flicked another page. 

Yunho exhaled when he came to stand before the divan. Visiting this particular husband meant riddles and battling the dangers of his maze to get through.

Now that he was right in front of the mage, Hongjoong let his book sink to get to his feet. Elegant fingers beckoned Yunho away.

"Seonghwa isn't here."

"Seonghwa doesn't need to be here, does he?" Yunho made a bold step in his direction. Wary, Hongjoong halted to crane his head up to him.

Such a gem, this sorcerer. So much rage in his small form. Such fire in those golden eyes.

Yunho reached for his waist, and Hongjoong took another step away. Elegant to the tips of his toes in a way so different from their floating, ethereal moon elf.

When Yunho didn't let up and came after him quicker, Hongjoong stumbled into the wall between two windows. His face contorted into a scowl when Yunho engulfed him in his arms, trapping the smaller sorcerer between the cold quartz and his tall body.

"Stop it-" Insistent fingers pushed against Yunho's shoulders, so adorably small. Their magic fizzled with little effort, proving Yunho's sneaking suspicion he harboured over the recent days. Triumphant before the sorcerer's frown at their embrace, Yunho splayed his hands over his hips, tugging them flush together. Danger tingled over his nape, but Hongjoong didn't lash out.

"I have been watching you, spell-weaver. Seems like you need to let off some steam," Yunho muttered, trapping the sorcerer, who could easily fend him off. 

Hongjoong scoffed at him. Not hugging back, yet neither leaving Yunho's embrace.

"Who are you to decide that?"

Yunho buried his face in Hongjoong's neck. He smelled of magic. Of herbs and chalk and incense. A dangerous smell in Yunho's past, but a scent associated with power and a handsome grin now.

When his lips trailed over Hongjoong's slender neck, the sorcerer shuddered against him.

"Someone who can give you what you need."

To underline his point before any more protests, Yunho packed his waist, engulfing it nearly entirely with his fingers. The grip alone made Hongjoong's movements stutter, but he froze entirely when Yunho dragged their crotches into each other. He had been stirring on his way here already, greedy for the mage and his arrogant glares.

Yunho knew everything about him. Knew his authority might be needed for his work, but that he wanted to be held in bed. The thought of seeing that steely gold melt into soft honey and hearing this powerful mage's whimpers made him achingly hard. Even more so now that they were pressed together.

Hongjoong could read his mind. And he knew Yunho wasn't here because he needed anyone to get off and simply didn't find his husband. He was here for Hongjoong. 

"Your arrogance is baffling," Hongjoong growled, quieter already as Yunho tugged on his earlobe with his teeth. The sorcerer's body was warm in his arms and his scent sweetened the more his defences sapped. 

Obsessed with his body and with the vision of burying deep inside his spectacular rear, Yunho slipped his fingers lower, caressing its curve to grab onto thick thighs. He hoisted Hongjoong up and, in his surprise, the sorcerer clung right to him with arms and legs.

Yunho's smug smile met blazing eyes.

"Rich, coming from you."

He walked them to the nearest table and Hongjoong flicked his hand, clearing the surface of books and clutter. A moment later, his back settled on the shiny surface and Yunho yanked him closer so he could drag the bulge in his pants against the valley of Hongjoong's thighs.

A blush graced the sorcerer's dignified features. His fingers twirled to summon his beast and the scent of the depths of the ocean clung to its slithering purple form. 

"You won't be enough for me," Hongjoong scoffed, reaching for his beast while Yunho slipped his pants down his long legs. Carelessly, he dropped the fancy boots on the ground, if just to see Hongjoong's brow irk.

"Fine then, if you are that starved. How do I make them obey me?" Yunho didn't miss a beat. He caressed up Hongjoong's filling length, engulfing it in his large hands until Hongjoong's chest stuttered in its breaths.

"They would never-"

Yunho leaned over Hongjoong, covering him with his shadow. The threat in his eyes was harmless to a man of Hongjoong's calibre, but it worked on the sorcerer stifling his desires. 

"Just shut up and make them. You are in your own way."

Hongjoong harrumphed at him, but he seemed to agree. The tentacles spawning from a formless puddle crawling all around them moved along with Yunho, gliding up the sorcerer's arms to kiss at his skin with pale suckers. It was a gorgeous sight, and even more arousing was the idea of Hongjoong playing with them alone in his bed.

Full of mischief, Yunho guided them higher, thumbing at Hongjoong's lips to have him open up. His pout parted with another glare, but his eyes glazed over as soon as a tentacle slipped down his throat, caressing his tongue. He gulped at the slime coating his mouth, allowing his lashes to flutter to Yunho caressing his legs. When his slender fingertips caressed the soft sole of Hongjoong's foot, a shudder travelled up the length of his leg. 

"Can I have your feet?"

Hongjoong parted from his bliss to locate him. Yunho palmed his free hand over his crotch, loving this tempting sight. The sorcerer had sprawled out in bliss and his tentacled beast raked around his frame. When the tentacle in his mouth curled out so he could speak, its residue slick clung to his lips.

"No. Disgusting human..."

Yunho snickered at the insult. He caressed them anyway, dipping his index between Hongjoong's big toe and the second one to brush the thin skin there. He watched the show with rapt attention.

"What else do you use your magic for? Can it give you infinite stamina?"

Upon Yunho's beckon, the tentacle in Hongjoong's throat slipped deeper. Its thick mass filled his throat, and the human noticed full of delight that Hongjoong was leaking slick from his entrance. When Yunho caressed a finger over it, its give was soft and it kissed back at Yunho's touch adorably.

With a groan, Yunho undid his tight pants. He kicked them off to feel the tingle of Hongjoong's magic all over, delighted with the goosebumps. Though he couldn't see or feel it, his senses reacted to its power, the thinly veiled danger.

Yunho loved it.

"Get in there. Show your master some bliss," he ordered the tentacles, and they eagerly crowded into Hongjoong's hole, tugging him open. Two of them slipped inside to tangle and stir him up and Hongjoong's eyes rolled back when his hips met the movement on instinct.

Yunho pinned Hongjoong's legs to his chest so he could see better. He could probably get off by the sight of the disintegrating sorcerer alone, but his engorged flesh stood tall between his thighs, demanding attention. 

Nudging it against the slimy tentacles and Hongjoong's soaked entrance, Yunho slicked himself up with the copious fluids pooling on the table below. He beckoned two more tentacles to take care of Hongjoong's chest, arching for touch, and a rush of power filled Yunho when they complied and teased over the dark buds, urging a strangled moan from Hongjoong. He twitched at the kisses sucking on his sensitive skin and his thighs quivered.

Oh, Yunho would love to control these things and take apart his beloved as well. How adorable the two would look, Seonghwa and Hongjoong, falling apart side by side for him.

Dreamy, Yunho reached for his foot once more, about to nudge his tip into its sole. It wasn't as elegant as Seonghwa's, but his toes had their charm. Cute, like the rest of him.

Before he could rub his leaking tip all over Hongjoong's skin, however, a hand shot out at him. It packed Yunho by his manhood, small fingers wrapping firmly.

The burst of magic sparking from Hongjoong was abrupt and violent, nowhere near as playful as Aodhán's feeble hiccups. As if lightning struck him, Yunho was hit by a sudden rush of tingling pain, not so harmful to hurt him, but just enough to make him dizzy. 

Feeling it in the tips of his fingers and every hair, Yunho was a slave to its burst in his stomach as if something exploded. He abruptly lost the strength in his legs, tumbling into the table to catch himself on his arms. His high shuddered through him without producing any spill through the tight grip Hongjoong had on him. 

When Yunho came to, his body felt wrecked, as if burnt through a fire from the inside. He leaked like a faucet, spasming from pleasure and shock.

Spooked as his heart was, hammering away in his chest, it felt so good. And when Yunho focused his bleary eyes on Hongjoong, he found him with ruffled hair, resting on the table. His tentacles coiled around him lazily, no longer taunting the sorcerer when he was so close.

"Magnificent," Yunho whispered, in awe at the magic that could feel good and warn him off without hurting him. Hongjoong truly was a master in his field.

"I can also pulverise this obscenity if you want to study more," Hongjoong hissed as he yanked Yunho closer by his length. Though he blanched, the human drowned in a snicker. He batted Hongjoong's hand away, pinning it to the table with his larger one.

"Then I can't stir up your insides anymore. Think twice." He angled himself to nudge his blunt tip at Hongjoong's entrance, wet and so willing to be filled. When he sunk in, Yunho grabbed Hongjoong's second hand, holding him down for no more magical surprises.

The sorcerer felt heavenly inside. He ran hot where Seonghwa was colder by default and his insides were so peculiar. Twisting and adjusting while also leaking slick, as if he had his very own tentacles inside to milk at Yunho.

The human was absolutely sure Hongjoong was stealing some life energy from him when he clamped down at just the right tightness Yunho needed, making him curse. 

Yunho bottomed out and caught his breath. He didn't back down from his challenge of ruining the sorcerer, so he pushed the dark hair out of his forehead and lowered more weight onto Hongjoong, trapping his tense form. 

"You can unwind, you know? Seonghwa doesn't have to know of this if you are embarrassed to feel good from a human." Not waiting around if Hongjoong moderated his body anyway, Yunho stabbed into him roughly. Checked around for the good spots to find. Any new partner meant a challenge to Yunho. Trying to figure out what they liked. Testing their boundaries. Pouty as their mighty sorcerer was, he was down for some nasty stuff.

But, as before, Hongjoong refused himself his pleasure. Taunted Yunho by constantly changing the spots that made him moan. Smirked at his laboured huff when his hips worked into the smaller body below, connecting with that delicious plump behind without getting the payoff he wanted.

Keeping the tentacles at attention, since this was his challenge, Yunho dipped low to align their chests. He lifted Hongjoong's heavy arms.

"Wrap your arms around my neck."

"I will murder you," the sorcerer growled, purposefully not touching him.

Fed up, Yunho pulled back to flip him around. Surprised, the sorcerer let himself be spun, pinned to the desk with a hand on his back. His feet just barely reached the ground if he tiptoed and the sight of him was mouthwatering.

"You are so delicious, little mage." While Hongjoong was distracted, Yunho dipped down to sink his teeth into the soft of his behind. Nothing he would ever do to Seonghwa and Hongjoong also responded with an indignant yell. 

Chuckling, Yunho slammed back in, reaching deeper than before. Hongjoong choked and his hands scrambled over the table, searching for something to hold on to. The constant pressure deep inside had him changing his spots on instinct and he gasped back his moans when he accepted what Yunho gave him.

Smug, Yunho gritted his teeth against the sweat heating his neck and forehead. He clutched to Hongjoong's narrow waist, dragging himself from his delicious wetness until his walls clung to him only to slam right back in. It was disgusting, sweaty, far less graceful than either of them would be with Seonghwa.

And their cocky sorcerer loved it. He was reduced to a whimpering mess, rutting pitifully into the air as Yunho bulged through his stomach. His chest heaved, and he beckoned his tentacles over, needing their touch to reach his peak. 

Delighted, Yunho caressed a finger over his lips. Plunged two digits deep to caress his tongue and make the sorcerer arch and choke in his grip. He was close, tightening around Yunho with every thrust. The human held back against the magic crackling over him, making resisting so much harder. 

A devious idea popped into his head and he beckoned a tentacle closer, having it wrap around him tightly to help him hold out. At the next thrust, it entered Hongjoong with him, adding texture and a wriggling fiend to torment the mage's insides. 

Drool clung to Yunho's fingers as Hongjoong braced against the table with a coarse yell. He trembled on his toes, drooling over the ground when Yunho reached his wet hand below to jerk at him.

"P-Pull out," Hongjoong brought out, and Yunho rewarded his stutter with an extra hard thrust. 

"What if I don't? Hm? Will the poor sorcerer be mad, dripping with seed?" A breathless chuckle. He would be a sight to behold, so humiliated in his fancy clothing. 

What was all that worth if he liked to spread his legs for a human rod so easily?

"I don't want your dirty-" Hongjoong began and Yunho cut him off.

"I can do much worse."

Shuddering when he remembered hearing about past encounters, Hongjoong fell quiet. He squirmed, desperate to come, while Yunho still rocked into him. That tentacle drove both of them mad with its wriggling between their sensitive parts.

Yunho thought he might not hold out. Hongjoong was stubborn and Yunho feared he might have to give in without further ado, but the mutter of salvation finally crossed Hongjoong's swollen lips.

"P-Please-"

"Please what?"

"Please let me come..."

Yunho snapped his hips, barely pulling out anymore. Hongjoong's shirt was bunched around his body, partly undone and grimy with their liquids. Tears of pleasure shimmered in his eyes as his hips knocked into the table.

"You know the terms. I want you dripping with me, thinking about this disgusting human all day, full of rage and humiliation."

"Damn you, I-" 

"You would look so adorable, sensitive like Seonghwa. Our poor mage squirming under his clothes all day since he is so horny. Or would you use toys on yourself under your clothing?"

Yunho hung to a string of sanity. Aching like never before. His ballocks ripe to burst.

Hongjoong was similarly on edge. He thrashed below until Yunho had to pin him and his tongue was loose from the buildup.

"Just- Just come! End this!"

"How lovely you are when you are honest." Yunho clamped his hands around his hips, letting go with a few last rapid thrusts. He came in long spurts, dousing Hongjoong's insides and the tentacle with white. His groan was deep and guttural, hips twitching as Hongjoong tightened around him and left a mess on the floor. He wound himself in his pleasure, easily overstimulated, and the tentacles curled away, leaving him drained.

No more magic crackled in the air. 

Yunho huffed a breathless grin. Satisfied in Hongjoong's heat, he bent to kiss his ear, only to get swatted at with a hand weaker than that of a child.

"L-Leave already!" Hongjoong hid his humiliated blush in his scowl. Denying right again how good he had felt.

But Yunho had seen. And he smugly picked the sorcerer up to show off only one of them was so ruined.

"Not before I helped you clean up and calm down," Yunho chirped, not denying Hongjoong of the necessary care.

Absolutely adorable in his mussed-up, wrecked state, Hongjoong sulked in his arms on the way to the bathroom.

"Bastard..."

Yunho whistled a merry tune while helping him wash and he carried Hongjoong back to his bed after, wanting him to take a rest from his spells. When he kissed Hongjoong on his forehead with a hearty smooch, he felt the fathomless pits of murderous darkness stirring inside Hongjoong's offended heart.

"Sweet dreams, our cute sorcerer."

Lighting bolts and blades of darkness chased Yunho out of the sorcerer's room, but he made it out alive with a refreshed giggle, cheerful for the next time Hongjoong would look so dear for him.