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He was so bright.

If you didn’t know any better, you’d think that he was an angel.  There was no way that someone could look this ethereal.  There in the room, with the sun lighting him from behind, his white-blond hair a halo around his head.  The way the beams streamed from behind him, it even made him look like he had wings.

But the high holy cleric Seonghwa was no angel.  Not when he had your mouth stuffed full of his enormous cock.  He fucked your face, the both of you standing in the empty destroyed church.  Dust motes floated around you, the broken chandelier leaning in the corner, the seats around you all empty.

He sighed deeply.  “I swear to all the gods above and below, your mouth is truly blessed by the Eight.”  He thrust inside you deeply, quickly, hitting the back of your throat.  You choked at the initial touch, but you’d been doing this with him on a daily basis now, and you adapted quickly, moaning around him as his thrusts pushed the mixture of spit and pre-cum out from your mouth, rolling down your hollowed cheeks as you sucked hard.  The sounds echoing through the room were obscene, wet and sloppy, punctured by his sighs and your moans.  

Seonghwa fisted a hand in your hair and pulled you off of him with a sloppy pop.  He looked down at you, his dark eyes lit from within by a holy - or was it unholy? - fire, running a thumb gently through the wet mess sliding down your face.  “Time for your reward and blessing.  Stand before me.”

He held out a hand to help you and you stood, shedding the long blue robes of your station, nude underneath.  Just as you always came to him during your daily assignations.  He pulled you close, kissing you, making you shudder as you felt his magic work through his tongue.  “Seonghwa,” you murmured into his mouth, desperately needing him.  He hands grabbed and kneaded at your flesh, pulling your hips closer to his so he could grind against you.  He whispered prayers and curses in tandem against your throat as he bit and kissed you.  He dragged his hands between your thighs, his fingers dipping in your slit and feeling the wetness that had collected there.

“What do you want?”

You moaned.  “Seonghwa, please…”

He slapped your ass.  “WHAT.  DO.  YOU.  WANT?”  His voice was low but loud in the empty space, echoing strangely.

“Oh please, oh gods, fuck me, Seonghwa!”

With that, Seonghwa pushed you back against the makeshift altar, making you fall back against the smooth marble.  He lifted your legs on his shoulders, sheathing his cock inside you in one quick movement.  You could hear how soaked you were as he started to move, and you threw your head back and cried out in pleasure as he began pounding into you, roughly.  

His hooded eyes glowed red as he looked down at where your bodies joined, and that’s when you realized…Seonghwa had your soul now.

“All praise the Eight for allowing me to fuck your sweet cunt and defile this body daily.”

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You opened your eyes slowly, dazed.  The orgasm that had just ripped through you left you feeling high, drunker on pleasure than any drink you’ve ever had.  You’d never done harder drugs in your life, but GOD - if this was how that felt, you understood how you’d become addicted.  You looked down between your legs at the gorgeous boy who’d just coaxed this life-shattering orgasm from you with just his tongue and fingers, and found him still crouched between your thighs, licking his luscious pouting lips with his wicked tongue.

It jolted you to see this baby-faced pout and know that he could make you feel such things.  He smiled up at you, crawling over you to plant a wet kiss on your lips.  “You okay, baby?” he murmured against your lips, dragging your slick across your mouth.

“Yeah, Soobin, I’m good.  Holy shit, I’ve never come like that before.”

He laughed, the sound reminding you of joyful bells.  “That’s only the first.”  He leaned back on his knees, still crouched between your spread thighs.  The music from the festival coursed through the air still, dust motes floating in the golden sunlight of the forest around you.  You pushed yourself up on your elbows, squinting at him in the evening light.

“The first?”

“Of course, beautiful.  You think we’d leave you at only one?”

A rich voice from behind you piped in.  “Only if you still want to, sweet one.”  Soobin’s gaze flickered around you, a sly grin spreading on his features.  You turned and saw one of Soobin’s friends you’d met earlier, a wickedly gorgeous guy by the name of Yeonjun.  He kneeled down behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and placing a gentle kiss on your bare shoulder.  “Your very vocal consent is important.  Do you want us?”

You swallowed.  This was not what you’d expected when you bought the ticket to this festival.  Fuck it, you decided.  “Yes.”

Yeonjun’s mouth stretched against your skin in a smile as he continued to kiss your neck and shoulder, making you shiver even in the warm sun.  “I’m going to need you to repeat that, jagi.  Do you want Soobin and Yeonjun, here in this spot in the golden forest, to join with both of us against the land and sky?”

You shuddered.  That was an odd way to put it, but you were so turned on it didn’t matter.  “Yes, I want you both.”

Soobin and Yeonjun’s eyes met, and as one, they said, “It is decided.”

You felt something shake you to your bones.  Something had just happened.  You could feel it in the air.  Yeonjun tilted your head back to kiss you, running his hands up your sides to pluck and tease your nipples, while Soobin slotted himself between your legs, placing your ankles on his shoulders and sheathing himself deep inside your soaked cunt in one stroke.  You cried into Yeonjun’s mouth as Soobin fucked you deep and slow, dragging your orgasm out of you over what felt like hours.

And when you opened your eyes again, you weren’t sure if it was a trick of the setting sun, but you could have sworn that their ears were pointed, and their smiles were just a little sharper, and their nails were digging into your skin a little bit deeper than normal.

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“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you had company.”

You pulled off of Minho’s cock with a wet pop of your mouth, and the lean dancer underneath you groaned. “It’s okay, Hwa, come in.  I was just helping Minho get over his recent heartbreak by getting under me.  I think he’s gonna forget all about her by the time I’m done. Aren’t you, baby?”

Minho groaned, reaching up for you, and you playfully batted his hand away.  “Uh-uh, you just lay back and relax.  I’m gonna help you feel so much better. And Hwa’s gonna help too, aren’t you baby?”

Minho tilted his head back, looking at Seonghwa’s lean frame in the doorway.  He shrugged.  “The more the merrier, I say.  Come on in." Seonghwa smirked, closing the door behind him and walking towards the both of you, shedding his shirt as he approached.  You smiled back and promptly leaned back down to wrap your lips around Minho’s cock, and he groaned at the sensation.  

“Oh god, fuck, your mouth is so good.”

“Isn’t it?” Seonghwa crooned, standing above Minho on the bed. He reached out and dragged his fingers over Minho’s chest, briefly tweaking one of his nipples as he leaned forward over Minho’s face.

“She’s so good at what she does. And so am I.”  He kissed Minho on the mouth, their tongues tangling as you flicked your eyes up to watch. The sight made you groan around Minho’s cock, it was so incredibly hot to watch. 

Seonghwa pulled away, a line of spit stretching and breaking between their mouths. “I think she has you in her capable lips. So I’ll just see if our girl needs a little extra push to really get her all the way down.”

He made his way behind you on the bed, trailing his fingers down your ass and through your soaked folds, then shoving two fingers roughly inside, pushing you forward, making the tip of Minho’s cock brush the back of your throat.  You squealed as Seonghwa laughed lowly behind you. 

“You just keep on sucking him dry, baby. I’m gonna get my dick really wet.”

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You stood up from the couch and held out your hand.

“Jeongin?  Come on.”

He looked up at you, his dark eyes sad and large.  “Noona, I don’t want you to feel odd or pressured after the talk we just had…”

You shook your head.  “If I felt odd or pressured, I wouldn’t be standing here waiting for you to kiss me.”

With that, Jeongin scrambled up off the couch, crashing your lips to his.  “Oh, god, noona, I love you so much,” he murmured between kisses, pushing you back towards your bedroom.  Or were you pulling him?  You weren’t sure.  It was hard to tell.

As you both made your way through the bedroom door, he broke the kiss long enough to yank your shirt over your head, and to take his off.  When the backs of your legs hit the bed frame, you fell back, pulling him on top of you and both of you hitting the bed with a small “whoof” sound.  He just kept murmuring “sorry” and “love you” as his kisses made their way down your neck, over your throat, and down your chest.

“Jeongin,” you said, and he instantly stopped, looking up at you.

“Yes?”

“Stop apologizing.  This wasn’t your fault.  Use that gorgeous mouth in better ways.”

His eyes darkened with lust, and he nodded.  He stood up, reaching down and tugging your leggings off, taking your panties with them.  “So fucking wet, so goddamn pretty,” he moaned as he dragged those long fingers of his over your dripping slit, kneeling on the floor as he did so.

“Oh god, fuck, Jeongin…”  Your entire body was on fire.  You’d missed this - his touch, the attention he always lavished over your body.  

“Not yet, noona.”  With that, he hooked your legs over his shoulders and descended on your pussy, his long curved tongue sliding deep inside.  You arched your back and moaned his name, fisting your hand in his pitch-black hair.  He sucked hard on your clit, and slid two, then three fingers deep inside, pressing up and finding that spot that he knew drove you insane.

“Oh, god Jeongin, I missed this.  I missed YOU,” you cried, as he sucked and fingered you to a fever pitch.  The sounds that were coming out of you both were sloppy, wet, simply obscene.

“I missed you too,” he said, adding a fourth finger, making you cry out with how full he was making you.  “Almost forgot how much my noona’s gorgeous cunt can take.”  He gripped your thigh as he kept sucking and lapping at your clit, finally adjusting to slide his whole hand inside you.  You shrieked, absolutely consumed with pleasure and the feeling of him fisting you, and it wasn’t long before his attentions tipped you over the edge, calling out his name over and over as you came, your pussy clenching down tight on his long hand.

“That’s it, yes, noona, love to hear you sing for me.”

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Your head lolled over the side of the bed, your eyes rolling back as Mingi licked you, and Yunho’s deft fingers rubbed small tight circles on your clit.

“Oh fuck, oh god, oh please, I’m so close–”

“Stop,” Hongjoong said, his voice carrying from the wingback chair he sat in across the room.  The boys stilled immediately, and you emitted a high-pitched whine.  They all laughed.

You flipped over immediately, your eyes meeting Joong’s from the bed.  Yunho and Mingi sat back in the giant bed that held all three of you.  “God fucking DAMMIT, Joong–”

He lifted his chin up, looking at you through dark hooded eyes.  He rapped his cane snarply on the wooden floor, the crack making you twitch.  “You want to repeat that again, girl?”

You swallowed.  You were so on edge from being so close to coming, that you’d forgotten your place in this whole scenario.  And you knew you were about to suffer the consequences.  “I’m sorry, Captain.”  He stood up and walked to the edge of the bed, lifting your chin with one finger and bending down to look you square in the eyes.

“You fucking right you’re going to be sorry, pet.  Mingi, Yunho - time to fill her up.  Make sure she can’t speak when you’re done.”

“Yes, Captain,” they said as one, and grabbed your hips, yanking you back to the center of the bed, Yunho behind you, Mingi kneeling in front.  Mingi’s rock-hard and thick cock bounced in front of your face, and you whimpered.  You were not sure how you were going to take it all in your mouth.  Meanwhile, you felt Yunho behind you, rubbing his equally stiff length through your folds, sliding it over your clit and sending shocks through your core.

Hongjoong walked around to the side of the bed, just enough to Mingi’s side where you could see him.  “Eyes on me, baby.  I want to watch you lose your mind as they fuck you senseless.  Start slow at first, boys, she’s gonna need to adapt to those monster cocks of yours.”  He looked up at Yunho, nodded, and with that, both men pushed their way inside you, Yunho stretching you out from behind while Mingi slipped a hand into your hair and made you wrap your lips around him.

To their credit, they listened to the Captain, each of them slowly filling you inch by thick inch, until they were both bottomed out inside your holes, and then they started to pick up speed.  The entire time you kept your eyes on Hongjoong, and he smirked at you, watching you being used.

“Fuck, sir, she’s tight,” Yunho moaned.

“God, her mouth feels fucking good,” Mingi hissed.

Hongjoong nodded, stepping forward to stroke your hair, your eyes locked on his even as Mingi fucked your face.  

“Good girl.  Keep taking them this well and I’ll let them fill you up.  You’d like that, wouldn’t you?  Just to be dripping their cum from both ends?”

You moaned in the affirmative.

“Then, after that, they can watch me be your final fuck of the night, because you’re MY good little slut.  Aren’t you, baby?”

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“What’s the matter, darling?”

The only sound you could make was a low whine as Hongjoong gently kissed your lips once again.  You ground yourself against him, desperate for friction, anything, whatever he could give you that would get you off.

“You okay there?” He laughed as he kissed your neck, and you writhed again.  Your skirt was hiked up, and he’d already pulled your underwear off.  They dangled from your right ankle.  You ground your soaking slit on his muscular thigh.  His shorts, the ones he was wearing on stage, were shoved up, allowing you to straddle and ride those beautiful legs of his.

“No, Joong, please, I need you.  God, I need you so bad.  It’s been so long.”

He laughed again, nudging his pointed nose against the sensitive side of your neck, his tongue tracing hot circles along your skin.   “I know, love.  It’s been so long for me too.  I missed you so much,” he murmured, his warm lips against your throat.  You shuddered and ground down on his thigh even harder.  You felt the muscle in his thigh tense, and you moaned.  “F-fuck…”

He laughed, that wicked little giggle you loved so much.  “Awww, you’re just so desperate to come, aren’t you?  Can’t even wait for me to be inside you, you just wanna grind up on my leg?”  He relaxed his leg, and you moaned.

“Please, Joong.  Wanna—hnngh—wanna come so bad.”  You wound your arms around his neck, running your fingers through the close-cropped hair at the nape of his neck.  He closed his eyes and moaned as your fingers snaked through his hair.  His scalp was always a sensitive spot, giving him goosebumps.  He tightened his fingers on your waist and tensed his leg again, pushing it up between your legs.  You let out an absolutely filthy moan.

“Babe, I don’t think you know how incredibly hot this is,” he whispered, his lips finding yours and taking them in a deep, lingering kiss.  You continued to ride his thigh as he flexed, moaning into his mouth.  He pulled away, pressing his forehead to yours.  “I can FEEL how wet you are on my leg, fuck.  You’re drenched already.  You wanna come on me like this?”

“Uh-huh, yes, oh god yes,” you groaned, nodding, squeezing your eyes shut and focusing on the feeling of him tensing up, your clit dragging along his skin.  His legs were so hard, so thick, so powerful when he was on stage.

“Go ahead then, darling.  Do it.  Come for me, right here, right now.”  He locked his leg muscles up, and you promptly moved your hands to his shoulders for stability as you fucked his thigh.

“Joong—oh god, Hongjoong—oh fuck,” you cried as you rode your way to bliss, his hands gripping you, fingers digging into the flesh of your waist.  That damned giggle escaped his lips one more time as you came so hard you saw stars.