Smut chapter

********

Seonghwa led his husbands to the private part of the garden. After all the time they spent together, the rest deserved to be introduced to Yeosang's and his secret hideout. By now, Jongho became an occasional visitor, but the others stared with agape mouths at the mythical beauty that was Seonghwa's playground.

His white clothes fluttered behind him when he turned to smile at the group of bedazzled men. Like a siren, his call lured them in and they stumbled over each other to be closer to that bewitching smile. Yunho reached him first, engulfing Seonghwa's narrow waist with his arms to kiss him. Captured, Seonghwa giggled as he lifted his arms around Yunho's neck. They kissed as Yunho carefully lowered Seonghwa to sit in the dewy grass.

The magic of this place was ever-changing and dutifully tended to by the fae. If Seonghwa desired a certain season or a certain weather for his gardens, they created it. The hideout was a bubble detached from all else.

In the warmth of a late summer night with a harmless storm crackling at the tips of their tongues, they sunk between deep greens. Seonghwa's lips were eager to catch up on everything they missed during the period apart. They tingled from Yunho's gentle caresses as he arched his back to respond with the same affection.

Yeosang shifted into a tree by their side, spending shade under the moonlight. The wind rustled through his leaves, caressing Seonghwa's skin ever so mellow. The sight of the mighty walnut tree before the starry sky sweetened the sound of Seonghwa's soul.

Jongho huddled near Yeosang's roots, offering a space to lean and hold on to. His curiosity was palpable as he wondered how they pleased each other, why it filled them with such joy.

Eager to show him, the others gathered around Seonghwa. Earlier, Yunho left Buddy to hang out with Seungyoun in the stables, where he befriended the stable cat. No longer plagued by pains or injuries, the rest huddled around the elf. Their hands cradled and caressed him, filling him with warmth and exhilaration.

Seonghwa's head lolled into their secure touch. It came to lie on Mingi's shoulder and he whispered a faint 'kiss?' against Mingi's lips before they met in the middle. His body pushed into somebody's hands running down his torso.

Seonghwa parted from Mingi's luscious lips only because he knew there were more people to tend to. The demon's large hands held him tenderly, engulfing the delicate elf.

"How shall we do this?" He asked, eyes locking with Hongjoong. Wooyoung was no longer ashamed of his secret among those he trusted, but Hongjoong's preferences were for Seonghwa's eyes only.

When he glanced between the rest, he met San's lidded eyes and caught Wooyoung's gulp.

"What do you want?"

Yunho leaned forward and his thumb traced Seonghwa's lips. When he parted them, the elf's tongue came to nudge at the digit, playful in its offer.

"I would like to show Mingi what he is missing out on. He is ever so dear," Yunho confessed. When Mingi ducked his head into Seonghwa's shoulder, the elf reached to massage his thick thigh with a compassionate hand.

"He will need some help," Seonghwa crooned as the demon nibbled at his neck.

"You too," San said with a quirked brow. His hand traced down Seonghwa's leg. "I gladly offer myself."

Wooyoung stretched like a cat, raised behind pressing up against Hongjoong's crotch. The glance he threw over his shoulder was both challenging and cheeky.

"I wanna taste San!"

Amused about how willing the gryphon-born was to experiment with the others, Seonghwa ruffled his hair. Hongjoong looked pleased to put him in place.

"In that case, please guide Mingi, Yunho," Seonghwa asked. He was about to sit up to arrange them, but San took matters into his own hands. His hand caught Seonghwa's thighs, pulling him to straddle his chest, facing the seraph's body as he sunk into the grass. Wooyoung was all over them in an instant. He kissed Seonghwa while their hands explored San's torso, raking up his shirt to touch his honeyed skin.

While their gryphon-born was ever so eager to feel up Seonghwa and tease him with fleeting brushes against his crotch, he soon succumbed to his keens when Hongjoong knelt over San's legs behind him. Little sparks zapped from his fingers when he touched them to Wooyoung's nipples. The sounds tumbling from Wooyoung's mouth were so sweet and desperate, they made the rest yearn for more.

Seonghwa watched as Wooyoung fell apart under Hongjoong's hands. His clothes were flung off, and he was entirely bare and sprawled between San's legs before the seraph as much as finished running his hands over Seonghwa's curves to appreciate them. With trembling fingers, Wooyoung tugged San's pants down. He collapsed at Hongjoong's mocking flick against his proud arousal. When his face mushed into San's crotch, the angel twitched in response.

Chuckling at his poor, playful troublemaker, Seonghwa undressed with San's help. The veils of his clothes fluttered to the ground until his skin was exposed, glowing under the moon. San mapped it out with reverent hands, tracing every dip and valley before he adjusted Seonghwa's feet. Watching Wooyoung tremble and drool as he tried to regain his bearings under Hongjoong's hands ignited a spark in Seonghwa's gut. Next to them, Yunho drew similar noises from Mingi, as he kissed him with a hand pressing to his midst.

The demon was at ease, eager to learn more from Yunho.

Distracted, Seonghwa didn't notice how close he was to getting tended to until a hand wrapped around his middle. His eyes flew from Wooyoung, who did his best not to choke on San while Hongjoong made him writhe and whine, down to San's hand on him. The angel's warm breath caressed his skin when his free hand spread Seonghwa open to see.

"I'm doing it," he gave one warning. Seonghwa's fingertips teased over his chest, encouraging him to continue. Yet, he still crumbled with a moan at the first lap of a hot tongue against him. It felt so different than at the front, yet so blissful.

Shuddering into the feeling, Seonghwa rolled his hips into San's face, getting used to a pattern. San's tongue teased at him, lapped at him boldly to soften him up before it dipped into his entrance almost shyly.

The moon and the stars shone down on the glowing, pleased elf in their midst as his pleasure filled the air. He was unashamed of his naked body and the raunchy setting with the other groups around them. He adored them all so much.

Seonghwa's eyes rested on Wooyoung, drinking up the sight of his ruffled hair and flushed cheeks. He was barely moving at this point, putty to Hongjoong's fingers in his hair and the base of his wings. San was pressed against his cheek, hard and wet with spit.

When Hongjoong caught Seonghwa's gaze, he hauled Wooyoung up. He was shoved forward, getting to balance himself over San as he pressed up to Seonghwa. He clung to the elf, whimpering and keening into his pointed ears. Fond, Seonghwa trailed his fingers down his sides and spread him open for Hongjoong to align himself.

San's fingers joined into the mess of his tongue, sinking into the velvet of Seonghwa's body. The two on top stifled their sounds when Wooyoung was breached at the same time. His trembling wings whacked Hongjoong in the face.

"Shh, there you go. Taking him so well," Seonghwa whispered as soon as he caught his breath. Wooyoung panted into his shoulder when Seonghwa teased the hardened buds of his chest with pale knuckles. Every thrust of Hongjoong burying into the gryphon-born pushed him against Seonghwa.

Their eyes met over Wooyoung's crumpled body. Hongjoong's hair hung into his eyes like a spider's legs and his emerald earrings glinted deviously in the pale light. The smirk on his lips had Seonghwa needily shifting against San's lips on him.

Seonghwa and Wooyoung assisted each other. Their hands found their discarded lengths and Wooyoung's angrily throbbing flesh pulsated in Seonghwa's slender hands while the veiny, large palm contrasted with his pale pink tip.

Two fingers in Seonghwa became three. Hongjoong tugged Wooyoung's hair as he speared him open. Soon, their sounds lost their harmonious melody and everyone unravelled.

Seonghwa's eyes rolled back first. He came to the fingers pressing into his special spot and the sight of the vast sky cradling them. His spill dirtied San's chest and the moment Seonghwa rolled off, Hongjoong shoved Wooyoung's head down to clean it up.

As he caught his breath, the shine of Seonghwa's eyes found the other two. Mingi was bare now and perched in Yunho's lap as the human opened him with meticulous fingers. His long digits disappeared inside the demon's dark body and Mingi moved in response, grinding against the bulge in Yunho's pants.

Happy watching them for the time being, Seonghwa glanced at Jongho and Yeosang. The rock had no expression, but he seemed to have got flatter than earlier, spreading over the ground as he sprawled out to watch. Yeosang's eyes met Seonghwa's with a shy warmth, happy to see him tended to.

While San sat up to tug Wooyoung's head to meet his and his length aligned with the squirming gryphon-borns stretched entrance, Yunho finally released Mingi. Their demon panted, drool stuck to the corner of his mouth when he sunk to Yunho's side. When his helpless arms lifted to locate Seonghwa, he hurried right over to praise him with kisses.

"You're doing so good, my sweet hawthorn. Did Yunho treat you well?" Seonghwa hummed as he pushed the sweaty hair from Mingi's forehead.

The demon nodded and the onyx taking over his entire eye shimmered with the stars.

"I want to hold you," Mingi whispered as he nuzzled Seonghwa's neck. After a moment of consideration, he added a modest 'please.'

Too enamoured to deny him, Seonghwa glanced at Yunho. He grinned as he scooted over.

"Lie down, Mingi, relax. We have you." Yunho directed while he undressed. While he opened his pants to nurse his discarded hardness, Seonghwa organised Mingi's body until he stretched out at ease. His size was intimidating, but Seonghwa was ready.

When he climbed atop Mingi, the demon's nervous palms found Seonghwa's knees.

"Are you sure I won't hurt you?" He asked, worried his greatest fear might come true.

Seonghwa kissed him while Yunho arranged himself between Mingi's legs.

"If it gets too much for me, we'll stop. Trust me when I say I know my limits," the elf assured him. His fingers trailed over Mingi's horns, making him shudder with a careful nod.

Seonghwa's hand found Mingi to align their bodies. Once more, he was stunned at the size that was so unlike those of the others, but he craved its touch so badly. Before it didn't fill him, he wouldn't rest.

Yunho sunk into Mingi first, soothing his strain with the pleasure that washed over him. As harmless claws dug into Seonghwa's skin, he pressed down against the dark tip and his body opened up.

Seonghwa's head fell back, exposing the pale of his throat with a punched-out moan. Mingi filled spots inside him he hadn't thought possible and he was so, so hot. He melted Seonghwa's insides, made them into one, added to the pool of desire that sprung over to Seonghwa once more.

It took him a while, as he needed to receive Mingi bit by bit. Yunho waited patiently, holding Seonghwa upright when his body threatened to slump over. They eased him into the feeling and with each stretch he was speared deeper, Seonghwa entered another paradise.

When he finally nestled on Mingi's lap and got cosy, he felt sated by being so full alone. His length wept and his expression was lax with pleasure, but he craved more, more, more weight, more heat.

Yunho turned Seonghwa's chin to look at him. His rich chuckle reverberated in Seonghwa's chest.

"Oh, if only you could see him right now, Mingi. He is feeling so good," Yunho crooned before he licked into Seonghwa's mouth. Unable to respond, Seonghwa shuddered.

"I-Is he?" Mingi replied, voice small. He clenched his hands into the grass by Seonghwa's knees, holding back his need to grab and buck into him to possess his lithe body.

"Yes," Seonghwa gasped out before he focused back on Mingi. When he braced his legs and tested his seat, his body had eased to the intrusion. It was Hongjoong's doing. Seonghwa was numb to anything but Mingi inside him, but the sorcerer had infused his body with his relaxing magic. Next to them, Wooyoung was curled up on San's chest, sated as they watched with fascination.

This time, Seonghwa didn't fear getting caught. But the eyes drinking him up so greedily spurred him to give a dazzling show.

When he lifted off Mingi for a few trial centimetres to drop back down, Mingi choked on a moan. His hands flew to Seonghwa's hips, holding him in place when his hips jerked on instinct.

They fell over each other, two beautiful messes as their bodies twitched with joy.

Yunho smoothed a hand down Seonghwa's spine.

"Leave it to me."

With that, he stopped holding back. He rocked into Mingi, jostling him in return so he deliciously dragged against Seonghwa.

Each time Mingi entered him so deeply until Seonghwa believed to feel him in his chest, he glowed brighter. His adoration and his bliss resonated through him, turning his skin transparent to let the shine of the moon come through. His black hair cascaded over his back when Hongjoong kissed him, drank up the untamed magic oozing from him. Mingi whimpered, hips jolting between the two of them, as their movements sucked Seonghwa in as if into a portal.

When Yunho picked up their pace, everything fell apart. Seonghwa's eyes rolled back as he split himself open on Mingi; seeking, melting. Hongjoong had his hand on him, his lips on Seonghwa's, their names falling in an endless litany.

Tears pooled in Seonghwa's eyes as he lost himself, professed his love, his dedication. He shuddered when he came, precious and silver under the moonlight.

Hongjoong caught him and helped him through his throes. Mingi couldn't hold out any longer, but they pulled Seonghwa off before he came inside. In his love-drunk state needy for everything they had, they didn't trust his rationale.

Seonghwa collapsed into the grass by Yeosang's and Jongho's sides. He curled up against the stone and Hongjoong tucked his cape around his shoulders.

With hazy, happy eyes, Seonghwa watched how Mingi let go and entrusted himself to those he once feared. A spell of love settled above them, sugary and sweet, never malevolent.

It was the greatest gift Seonghwa could ask for.