Mild smut towards the end of the chapter!

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The spot on Yunho's chest that had become Seonghwa's pillow was comfortable and warm, granting a surprisingly good place to unwind and doze on. Seonghwa was far in his dreams, revisiting past events that still spooked around his mind. Some of them were frightening, but he knew he was safe in the arms of his husbands, so he stayed in his safe cocoon and watched the images drift past.

That was, until his pillow shifted beneath his cheek, the slow thumping of Yunho's heart disrupted. The melody it had created in Seonghwa's dreams stopped and he lifted his head, startled by the sudden movement after Yunho had been still all along.

He figured Yunho might need to move. Just like his son, the human often rolled around during the night, ending up in the most amusing positions when Buddy was in bed with him to do the same, and they ended up in piles of limbs.

But Yunho was still again, his warm arms slung around Seonghwa's waist to heat him with his embrace.

"Yunho...?" Seonghwa whispered sleepily when the rest of the room was peaceful. Wooyoung snored on Yunho's other side, his wing sprawled across their bodies, and one of the twins was sniffling from a blocked nose.

Pulled from sleep after his start and Seonghwa's weight disappearing from his chest, Yunho turned his head. His eyes strained to see Seonghwa's features in the dim light.

"Hmm? You're warm," he mumbled with a sleepy pout, tugging Seonghwa closer to nuzzle into his hair. The elf couldn't help the smile on his lips. Despite his age, despite the wars he fought, Yunho was still so young at heart. Playful, like Aodhán and Buddy.

"As I am so rarely. Thanks for heating me up," Seonghwa cooed back at him, pressing up against Yunho until his body heat seemed to engulf him in a bubble. The cool elf had adjusted to the same temperature, and the kiss he pressed to Yunho's lips was pleasantly warm.

Sluggish and comfortable, Yunho kissed him back, lips moving at leisure. When they pulled apart to huddle into their prior position, sleep tugged on them with heavy fingers. Yunho's hands roamed mindlessly, touching Seonghwa's waist and back through his thin garments, and a few more kisses littered over his ear and forehead. They settled down, sighing in their comfort.

But something rustled once more, then a head popped up by Yunho's other side. Wooyoung squinted at them through the dark, his wings hanging limply from his back.

"Are you two cuddling without me?" He rubbed his eyes, trying to get the sleep out of them, but his voice was high-pitched and slurred still. Seonghwa shushed him gently, hoping he would settle back down before his energy returned to him.

"We would never," Yunho also soothed him when he turned halfway, squeezing Wooyoung into his other arm to pull him close. He smacked a kiss against his forehead, ever charming with all members of the harem, and Wooyoung happily snuggled into him, wrapping an arm around Yunho below Seonghwa's. He knocked into something below and a muffled groan stifled behind Yunho's lips.

"Oh... You're hard," Wooyoung snickered, and Seonghwa couldn't help his glance down. Yunho either must have dreamt well or got hard at the feeling of Seonghwa's body against his. Flattering, though bad timing with everyone around.

"Still drunk, chick?" Yunho whispered back to him, dipping down to shut up Wooyoung's babbling lips with a kiss. The gryphon-born whined, eagerly pressing closer as Yunho's large palms tugged him in.

But Seonghwa caught Wooyoung's hand before it could snake down, interlacing their fingers instead.

"Not here, you two. The kids are sleeping," he warned quietly, never sure who might be up and listening while they fooled around. Some of his husbands needed a lot of sleep and he would hate to disturb them, but his larger concern were his kids listening in.

Wooyoung pouted over at Seonghwa, huddled close to Yunho and appreciating the large palm playing with his behind, fondling and squishing at it. Squirmier and more awake by the minute, Wooyoung pleaded at them with his eyes. He was riled up and Yunho was hard, so there was no reason not to, from his point of view.

"Pretty wife. I wanna kiss my pretty moonlight wife," he demanded, crawling halfway over Yunho to reach Seonghwa and Yunho helped him out, squeezing Seonghwa close in his arm until his breath stuttered since his body was pressed up against his tall husband. Yunho was radiating a different heat now, something more purposeful as he nipped at the tip of Seonghwa's ear.

"W-We can't. The kids might hear," Seonghwa said, trying to play off the hitch in his voice. His body felt restless all of a sudden, liking what he saw with Wooyoung's irresistible pout and Yunho playfully handling both of them.

"Your kids are adults now, you know? They know how they have been created," Yunho hummed into Seonghwa's hair, breathing in his scent. Seonghwa's resistance was grumbling, well aware of what he wanted. It was so difficult to be graceful when he adored his husbands so much, and manner fought desire in his mind.

He shook his head, trying to keep his hand on Yunho's stomach when Wooyoung sneakily dragged their intertwined fingers further down.

"S-Still, it's embarrassing. Besides, the twins are not."

Before they could hiss at each other for long enough to wake someone, red twin flames lit up at the door. Jongho didn't move, but he surfaced from his thoughts to talk as quietly as he could with his echoing voice.

"There is a basement below," he told them, completely nonchalant about the topic. He seemed curious to keep watching how things were going, but he didn't try to move around the bodies trying to sleep all over the ground. His connection with the stone would tell him everything he needed to know.

Seonghwa gave it up. His need had woken him beyond the point of falling back asleep quickly and he knew Wooyoung and Yunho would go downstairs anyway to get rid of excess energy. He might as well join them.

"Thank you. We'll be quiet now," Seonghwa winced in apology, but Jongho was undeterred.

"I like to listen. Your voice is never sweeter."

An abrupt blush bedazzled Seonghwa's cheeks, then he pushed himself up. Wooyoung led on, hopping ahead on quick claws to access the door in the ground. As he scurried downstairs with his wings tucked close, Yunho held the door for Seonghwa. Though more was to come, Seonghwa took the moment to kiss his cheek as an innocent form of gratitude.

The basement offered more space for them to have fun with and the heavy stone walls and ceiling would catch most of their noise. Yunho tugged the door shut while Wooyoung was snooping around the stone crates and barrels, all sealed from his curious fingers prying at them.

When Yunho's arms caught Seonghwa's waist as soon as they were out of sight from their sleeping family, a surprised giggle escaped the elf. Passionate, Yunho tugged him close to brush his hair over his shoulder, kissing up his pale neck. Seonghwa could feel the hardness of him pressing against his lower back, needy for the elf's body after spending so much time so close without release.

"Don't overdo it. We might depart tomorrow, so we all need to be feeling well," Seonghwa sighed at him, head leaning to the side so Yunho had more space to work with. His fingers found Yeosang's flower still tangled in Seonghwa's hair, and carefully pried it out.

"Just for a moment. Your elves are so secretive in all matters of intimacy, but you sound extra adorable when you try to muffle your moans. Jongho is right. Such a wise golem we have," Yunho taunted him before he made eye contact with Wooyoung across Seonghwa's hair.

The gryphon-born was still too drunk to grasp proper thoughts, standing lost and unsure of what he wanted. His desire drove his lecherous stare at Seonghwa when Yunho's fingers teasingly slid under his clothing without pulling it off.

When Seonghwa stretched out his hands for him, his darling immediately scrambled his way, not thinking, just doing.

"What would you like to do, love, hmm? Any ideas?" Seonghwa asked him and shuddered when Yunho's hand ran up his thigh, covering the valley of his thighs with his heated touch. Quickly interested under his slow massage, Seonghwa's body reacted, pushing back against Yunho's proud size against him.

Wooyoung sunk down on his knees, staring up at Seonghwa in marvel. His glassy eyes kept twitching to the place Yunho was touching him before they flicked back up to take in the beauty of his husband. Glowing skin, the long curls falling over his chest, the shine of his eyes.

"I want to taste you," Wooyoung finally figured out, scooting closer to beg Seonghwa with his eyes. He always asked so politely, even when Seonghwa would give him anything without hesitation.

But Yunho enjoyed that part of Wooyoung's game.

"Are you sure you can do it properly? You look quite flushed," he said and Wooyoung patted his rosy cheeks, trying to shake off his stupor. When he looked back up, he was just as drunk, just with a more concentrated frown. Stubborn determination glinted in his eyes as he caressed Seonghwa's calves, trying to be as patient with the elf as he could.

"I will do well, please. Let me prove it to you," he pleaded, grey hair messy and eyes so adorable and big. Seonghwa momentarily forgot Yunho behind him, his game of riling up both of them since he bent to catch Wooyoung's face in his fingers. As he caressed his cheeks with gentle thumbs, Wooyoung's lids fluttered shut, relishing the tender touch.

"Oh, my sweet darling, of course you can," Seonghwa gave in immediately. Much too sentimental to deny them anything. The joy in Wooyoung's grin made it all the worth it.

But Yunho had to giggle as he ran his fingertips down Seonghwa's spine, following the graceful arch down to the curve of his behind. His fingers dipped lower, rubbing teasingly at his entrance through his clothes. Seonghwa's body twitched on instinct, immediately hungry for more. He wouldn't get anything to stir up his insides tonight since it would be a hassle to clean and they might move around a lot tomorrow, but his rim was no less greedy, associating every touch with pleasure now. A body so eager to embrace his husbands.

In another lifetime, Seonghwa might have been mortified by what became of the graceful elven emperor of the Crystal Sphere, but it never mattered when he was with his loves. When they cherished him unapologetically.

"You need to make him wait longer. My dove, you are too kind," Yunho chided him when he rubbed Seonghwa's entrance until he was fully hard from that touch alone, his length obscenely denting the silk fabric of his dress. Yunho snaked it up higher and higher with his other hand, unveiling more of Seonghwa's pale skin that gleamed enough in the dark basement that they could easily find each other.

Seonghwa shuddered under his touch when Yunho finally touched his middle, slipping deft fingers under Seonghwa's thin underwear to caress over his skin. Long fingers squeezed at his berries, then higher, taunting his tip with the lightest of touches until they finally wrapped around Seonghwa in a heated touch to provide some relief to him.

"He asked so nicely, I can't torment him," the elf breathed. His legs felt weak, and he held on to Yunho's flexing forearms, as his fingers were so long, so playful and tactical in their approach.

"That's what he likes. Just like you like it when San presses you down until you cry."

Wooyoung watched, enraptured. He was kneeling at Seonghwa's feet, tracking the movement of Yunho's fingers on Seonghwa's body as he made the elf squirm. Yunho was directing their pace and didn't allow Wooyoung to surge right in. He was the one who reached for Wooyoung's face this time and who pulled it closer in the cradle of his big hand.

Seonghwa was trapped between them, just observing as Yunho held Wooyoung in place and dipped Seonghwa's length so he could have the barest of tastes. He smeared the silver liquid of Seonghwa's tip across Wooyoung's lips, allowed his tongue to dash out and lick up the taste, brushing Seonghwa only in the lightest of touches before Yunho already locked them into place, not allowing them further.

Tormented, Seonghwa bit his lip to stifle his noises, aware somewhere in the back of his mind that his family was asleep upstairs.

Yunho chuckled at their mutually impatient expressions.

"Pace yourself. I want to see how Seonghwa fares when he is eaten from both sides," he said to Wooyoung before he let go of him so they could ravage Seonghwa together.