Warnings: smut, tentacles, sounding, bondage

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"What do you want tonight, hawthorn? Do you want Yunho to hold you? Should Hongjoong and I sit back and watch you fall apart under his gifted hands?" Seonghwa purred at the demon before him. He leaned in elegantly to bewitch him with the lightest caresses. When he hooked a finger under the demon's collar to kiss him, Mingi keened.

The demon's skin strained against his bindings, but no pain marred his brow. When he whimpered and leaned his cheek into Seonghwa's hand, he was as dear as ever.

"Y-You can join," Mingi gasped when the other two shuffled to gather on the bed, tracing their hands over Mingi's inner thigh and his hip. "I would like to have everyone close." Under his dark skin, his flush was invisible, but Seonghwa found it just as charming.

"Of course, sweetheart. We will make you feel good. Come here, Yunho. Our lovely Mingi wants to be held by you." He beckoned the human to come over and he kissed Mingi full of affection while Seonghwa skimmed his cold fingertips over his chest. His touch was less mean than Hongjoong's but no less teasing as he rolled the hard nubs of his chest under nimble fingertips until Mingi pushed his chest out with a whine.

Hongjoong's hand coquetted with the heavy length of the demon, yearning for touch yet never with the greed to burrow into something. The slick squelches of his movements resonated with the thoughts behind the sorcerer's eyes.

"What are you pondering about?" Seonghwa hummed as he draped his body over Hongjoong's back. He opened the buttons of his jacket and the shirt beneath, freeing the sorcerer's smooth skin. Hongjoong exhaled when long hair tickled at his chest and the elf's body so temptingly curled around him.

"Do you plan to take Mingi tonight? Want me to prepare you?"

The demon was utterly at their mercy. Splayed open to be used as they wished. Not that Seonghwa would ever allow anything to happen Mingi didn't want, but he was excited to dedicate this night to them.

Seonghwa knew Hongjoong well enough to read the expression on his face.

"I don't, no. Though it would be a shame if he had to feel cold, wouldn't it?"

The sorcerer formulated his ploy, making it look as if he didn't squeeze his thighs together at the idea of feeling Mingi's gem inside of him. Then, after a long period of consideration, he nodded. 

"We can't have that. I should sacrifice myself."

So awed by Hongjoong's selflessness, Seonghwa let go of him with a giggle. He slid between Mingi's open legs to massage their length and gently held him while Hongjoong got rid of the rest of his clothing and rolled under the demon. Even bound, Mingi covered the entirety of the sorcerer. Whatever Hongjoong did with his tentacled touch below, it had the demon lurch in Seonghwa's grip and Yunho pulled free from him to change positions. With the jar of oil in hand, he joined Seonghwa's side.

"I'm only doing this so you can relax," Hongjoong threatened the demon as he got on all fours to align himself. As always, his self-produced slick glistened on his thighs, easing the slide. Yet, he still gulped when Mingi's tip glided through the mess, so hot and heavy. 

Since the sorcerer was never one to back down from a challenge, he reached behind to press Mingi's tip inside. The demon moaned at the feeling and his tremble echoed in his bindings.

"Don't hurt yourself," he whimpered, and Seonghwa soothed him with delicate hands on his flanks. Yunho spread the demon open on slick fingers, distracting him from that side while Hongjoong helped from the other. 

A litany of curses fell from Hongjoong's lips. He eased back against Mingi and his arms trembled below him as his expression slipped into one of pleasure. When he felt Seonghwa's eyes on him, he bit his lip. 

"Is he a sight to behold?" Yunho snickered when the sorcerer was void of all witty comments. Three fingers rocked into Mingi while Yunho traced his nose up his shins, kissing at their firmness.

"He is well-behaved when split apart," Seonghwa hummed. Though Hongjoong wasn't embarrassed, he was indignant at being teased. When shadows suddenly engulfed Seonghwa and he was yanked away, the elf's laughter rang through the air. 

"You are one to talk, elf," Hongjoong hissed, and his eyes rolled back when he moved his hips into Mingi. Though stutteringly, his magic managed to suspend Seonghwa to the ceiling in a manner similar to Mingi. He was twisted more elegantly, but his limbs were in no strain. Engulfed in shadows, Seonghwa cooed at the sight before him. Mingi was close enough to kiss, and he babbled in pleasure until Seonghwa caught his lips. 

From somewhere, Hongjoong summoned his tentacled companion. The jar rolled over the ground, void of its contents, when the same purple limbs felt over the bed in a memory of a time at the spire long passed. They didn't touch Mingi so as not to startle him, but Yunho made a noise of astonishment when they wrapped around Seonghwa's legs and traced under his dress. 

While he was still sane, Seonghwa grinned at Hongjoong. 

"Is this punishment?"

His answer was one tentacle moving quicker than the others and making its way up below his clothing. It dipped between his lips to silence him and Seonghwa allowed it, tasting its sweet aphrodisiac on his tongue. He allowed their dexterous touch to unravel his clothing and caress him with wet kisses, ever so impressed by this creation. 

Since Seonghwa didn't explain why he didn't want to take Mingi tonight, the tentacles avoided breaching him unless he prompted them to. They nipped at his chest and left marks on his thighs as they wrapped around his straining middle. The smallest of them, barely thicker than a stalk of grass, teased at the silvery drops clinging to Seonghwa's tip. His breath stuttered when it dipped inside his slit slightly, tickling at such an unexpected place in the best way.

"Feeling good, Mingi?" Yunho made sure as he pulled his fingers from the demon and bent to taste the soft of him. Mingi scrambled when he was speared on a wet tongue and his hips bucked into Hongjoong, making the sorcerer crumble.

Loving the sight of them and their heady scents mingling in the air, Seonghwa entrusted himself to Hongjoong's tentacled beast. He concentrated on the feeling of the small appendage carefully dipping lower, filling this new place until it bumped into the same place of nerves that made Seonghwa's knees weak. A surprised moan stifled around the tentacle in his mouth that massaged his tongue and throat, rough enough to keep things exciting yet ever so careful with him. 

Yunho slicked up his length and slowly pressed into the splayed demon. Their pile slowed, cautious not to hurt anyone, but then the strain in Mingi's shoulders eased and he moaned into the feeling. Hongjoong had come once already, but he didn't tire yet and from time to time checked on Seonghwa's vision with fiery eyes.

As Yunho found his rhythm, he held onto Mingi's hips. He handled the tall demon so easily, leaving no space for Mingi to feel embarrassed. They made such a charming picture and Seonghwa felt its heat resonate in his abdomen, squirming against the tentacles on him. 

The one down his length gently dragged back and forth. It didn't have as much structure in its suckers so as not to overwhelm him, but its subtle veins felt delightful. As it coiled and teased at his spot, Seonghwa realised he needed more. It might have been the way his husbands accustomed him to pleasure but his back arched in need, needing more stimulation to reach his peak.

In tune with Seonghwa's body as much as his tentacled friend, Hongjoong wordlessly changed his orders. A wet appendage kissed at Seonghwa's entrance and slipped inside without much resistance to make its home in his heat. 

The elf hung his head as he gasped out his pleasure. Dark hair fanned over his features as the tentacles pumped into him and created the same delicious friction Hongjoong adored so much. Little suckers kissed Seonghwa's inner walls and drove him mad in the best way. He rolled his hips to meet them, finding the right angle until his toes curled and the heat in his belly liquified. 

But his punishment was not yet over. Blocked by the tentacle in his front, Seonghwa was forced to hold out longer and push himself closer into the territory, where he couldn't do anything more but twitch, overwhelmed.

When his breathing grew so ragged, the tentacle in his mouth threatened to choke him in their combined wet mess, it retreated. Seonghwa shared a passionate kiss with Mingi and they were rocked into one another from both ends. The demon was close and his lips trembled under Seonghwa's when his sweet taste intensified his experience even more. 

With his brows drawn, Yunho slammed into the demon, rocking him roughly to jab into Hongjoong's disintegrated form at every movement. Drool stuck to the sorcerer's lips as he scrambled for hold and found nothing else but to yell out his orgasm coarsely. This time, he gushed enough wetness around Mingi that he slipped off his engorged flesh. When he landed in a heap, Mingi's impressive sight came back into view, glistening from their liquids. It was ridiculous to imagine all that inside a person and Hongjoong lay with lidded eyes, not minding how Mingi drooled over his hip. 

"Close," Yunho grunted as he reached for Mingi around his body. He needed both hands to jerk at him and Mingi's moans rose in pitch, losing the depths of his gravelly grumbling. Seonghwa caught when he locked up, muscles tensing and clamping down on Yunho, who doubled over from the intense pressure of Mingi's powerful body. They trembled with one another as Mingi dirtied Hongjoong further and, by the looks of it, Hongjoong was already rolled up like a cat and dozed off, not caring about the people above.

But his tentacled fiend knew to fulfil its duties, adding another incriminating truth to the list about the sorcerer. Despite his unconsciousness, it held Seonghwa and massaged at him from both sides until he panted and pushed into the sensations with all his might. The touch inside his length ultimately toppled him into the overwhelming maelstrom of pleasure. His orgasm washed over him and the tentacle pulled from him in time that he didn't hurt himself as his body seized. Trembling, he hung in the tentacles' grip, blissfully deaf to anything else for a moment. 

By the time his senses returned, the creature carefully lowered him onto the mattress. Mingi followed behind and braced himself over their slumbering sorcerer as his magic retreated and the jar sealed itself shut until its next use. 

Yunho kissed Mingi and cradled him close, while his other hand reached for Seonghwa. The elf sluggishly crawled over into their pile and took Hongjoong's head into his lap, letting him rest for a few minutes.

"Gods, what was that?" The human uttered in awe, and Seonghwa leaned against his shoulder, sated and happy. Mingi shyly thumbed at his collar until Yunho took it off for him and tied it around his horn once more. He praised the demon for doing so well.

"One of Hongjoong's creations," Seonghwa just muttered, glad Yunho didn't grab for his sword at the sight, but he got the feeling that his human routinely would first try to court dangers before attacking them. 

If he survived those encounters, Seonghwa wouldn't deny his fun.

"What was it?" Mingi mumbled sleepily, but Seonghwa hummed it off.

"He will introduce you one day. It's difficult to explain. For now, let's wash up and get some rest. Hongjoong must have been drained." Or just liked the feeling of Mingi that much, but it didn't matter. 

With Yunho's help, they cleaned up with towels and postponed a proper bath until the morning. Since the sheets were ruined anyway, they curled up around the sorcerer and Yunho kissed Mingi once more as Hongjoong possessively clung to the elf, even in sleep. 

Soon, they found their comfort, and the castle sang them a lullaby as the emperor loved his harem so dearly.