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“What has you frowning so deeply, my dear?” A soft touch of Clavis’ lips on the crease between my eyebrows pulled me from my anxious thoughts and a smile touched my lips as I gazed up at him.

“I didn’t even hear you approach.” I slid a bookmark between the pages of the novel I was supposed to be reading, but I hadn’t been making progress in because I was too worried about what I was going to do about my upcoming birthday.

“And that’s why I worry about you. Out here, all by your lonesome, and not even aware of all the men that could come up and take advantage of you.” He sat next to me on the settee, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and trailing his gloved fingers under my jaw to lift my chin so he could look in my eyes.

“I hardly doubt anyone is going to take advantage of me here in the gardens. After all, I have you to watch out for me. And when you’re busy, I have Chevalier, and Jin, and Licht– honestly, I’m pretty sure someone is watching me at all times, so I can’t imagine anyone would be silly enough to lay a hand on me. I’ve never felt safer.” The happiness that was borne from the love I felt from all the Rhodolite princes swelled in my heart and caused me to grin.

“Is that so? Even when you’re with one of us? I didn’t know you were into that sort of thing, my love.” Amusement danced in Clavis’ eyes, but that sultry shimmer in his golden gaze told me he was doing more than teasing me at the moment - the hedonist that he was was imagining it.

When Clavis looked like that, I found it hard to think of anything besides him. I wanted to know the things that played in his mind, and he had such a way of showing me exactly how pleasurable life could be. My mind became muddled, and any chance of a witty comeback died before it had a chance to reach my tongue.

“You are into it, aren’t you?” His tone wasn’t teasing any longer. He sounded like he had made a thrilling new discovery, and I couldn’t refute it.

I wasn’t entirely sure I was , but now that the thought had been planted I wanted to try and see if that was something for me. It sounded exciting– and taboo. There was something naughty about the thought of being watched while in the arms of another man. Even if everyone knew I was doted on and loved by each prince, it wasn’t something we openly talked about. Our private time was something that was private to us, alone… but what if it wasn’t just between us?

“I never really thought about it before…”

“But you are now. I can see the naughty things playing behind your eyes.” He grinned and tilted my chin a little more leaning in as if he could really see my thoughts through my eyes like windows to my desires and he wanted a better look.

We were a hair’s breadth away from each other, and his gaze was so intense that I felt vulnerable. I was drowning in his shimmering golden eyes. My heartbeat was racing, and from nothing more than just his look. My breathing started to grow shallow. “Clavis…” I hoarsely whispered, my voice lustful and wanton.

He slowly closed his eyes, and I followed suit, and then his lips were on mine - gentle, soft, and reverent. He always knew how to treat me kindly, I felt loved and accepted with him - I felt special. I leaned into him, not wanting the kiss to end so suddenly, and he reciprocated by parting his lips and licking one of mine. It was almost teasingly, but I knew it was the way he requested more intimacy, and I wanted to oblige.

A sigh drifted from my mouth as I opened it for him, and he took full advantage of plumbing the depths of my moan, caressing my tongue in tantalizing twists, leaving me breathless and weak. His fingers moved from my chin to the nape of my neck, and tangled into my hair as he cupped the back of my head. I clutched onto his jacket, growing dizzy and heated. My heart continued to beat at an erratic tempo that carried a flush to my cheeks.

Need was coiling in my abdomen, and I squeezed my thighs together trying to put a stop to the ache of desire I suddenly had for him. A shiver crawled across my skin despite how hot I felt as I burned from the inside. I tilted my head back, breaking free from his sensual kisses, gasping for breath, knowing that if we didn’t stop soon then we really would be copulating in sight of anyone who happened to be taking a stroll.

“Clavis, please…” I was slowly sinking towards the settee, which wasn’t big enough for the both of us to use in the manner my body was pleading for it to be used in. He nibbled on my lower lip, his tongue flicking against it before he gently raked it between his teeth.

“You’ll have to be more clear with what you’re asking.” Clavis’ words were murmured into my skin as he trailed soft kisses down my chin and lower onto my open neck.

Articulating anything was impossible, and I silently cursed him because I knew he knew. We had been together long enough that he knew all my weaknesses, and he was so good at exploiting them, usually for my benefit more than his - which is why I only silently cursed him.

“Mmmnn-not… uhnnngh…” He pushed the low collar of my dress from my shoulder with his nose, or chin, or maybe even teeth? I couldn’t tell with what, just that he had moved it and I felt the chill of the air touching the swell of my breast before his mouth was there, chasing the caress of the wind with his own. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to focus all my concentration on putting the words together, letting out another moan as Clavis sucked my skin between his teeth hard enough to leave a mark. “Not fair…” 

A delighted chuckle gusted against the spot he had just marked, and delicate kisses pressed where it prickled, soothing my bruised ego. I was putty in his hands, and he knew it. Though, as frustrating as it was that he could twist me around his fingers - that someone could pull my strings and control me in ways I never thought possible - I was okay with it because it was him. I didn’t feel used, or manipulated, despite knowing it was entirely possible for him to manage those things. I felt respected, and cherished, and loved. Even now when I was so worked up that I’d easily be convinced to fuck in the palace gardens, Clavis didn’t push any further. He was simply holding me in this moment, letting me catch up to voice the thoughts that were so difficult to grab hold of moments ago.

I dipped my chin, trying to catch sight of him, and he lifted his head to peer at me beneath his lavender tresses. He was so gorgeous, and his gaze was so sensual that I almost forgot what it was I wanted to say again. A smile broke out across my face because in that moment, I couldn’t be happier.

This man loves me, fully.

“I love you, Clavis.”

Clearly he wasn’t expecting that - his eyes went wide for a moment before he grinned back at me. “And I love you, too, my darling Dahlia.”

“Mmn.” I nodded, and brushed a hand through his hair, pulling it back from his face. “But not here.”

“As my love wishes.” Clavis pressed a brief kiss to my lips and pulled me close to cradle me against him, my head now at his chest instead of his at mine. I squirmed slightly, trying to right my collar so I wasn’t so exposed, and then nestled into him, leaning my cheek against him and breathing in his scent.

“You’re a wicked man, you know that?” I mumbled into his jacket, nuzzling against him.

“The most wicked, of course.” He cheerily agreed.

That was just like him. He reveled in being the best at something, even if that something was being a villain. And I loved him dearly for it.

“Now, tell this wicked man what had made you so distressed earlier.”

Ah, I understand now.

Clavis had a way of going to extremes to get my mind off things, though he wouldn’t admit it was his way of being kind and caring. He’d rather I think he was a villain than some soft-hearted, good-natured man. And because I knew he wouldn’t admit it, I also chose to not confront him about it. “A man has his pride.” He once said to me, so I let him keep his pride.

I ran my fingers along the sleeve of his jacket, playing with the fabric as I mulled over my thoughts. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to tell him, I just didn’t know how to express it in a way that didn’t seem frivolous. It wasn’t serious, really, but it was important to me, and I didn’t want to look like I was making a fuss about something that likely had an easy answer that I just hadn’t figured out yet. Which is why my thoughts had been circling this problem rather than enjoying the book I was meant to be reading.

“It’s about my upcoming birthday.” I muttered, my fingers stroking along his sleeve to soothe my anxieties. “I don’t know how… I’m going to manage spending it.”

“Naturally, with whomever you like, and however you want.”

Clavis wasn’t wrong , but that was also the problem. I was romantically involved with six of the Rhodolite princes, and two others treated me like their sibling already, as if I had married into the family. I had never been in relationships with so many men at once, and while they had their own lives and some had other lovers, a birthday was a special time to celebrate those you love, so I could assume that most would want to spend time with me on mine. But not all of them got along, and I didn’t want to choose who would be present and who wouldn’t.

“Yeah, but… Clavis, Nokto and Licht hardly speak to each other. And Chevalier would think it’s a waste of time, and you’d be annoyed at him being there, anyway. Jin and Leon are the easiest to manage out of you lot, but I don’t want to manage . I want those I love with me.”

I held my breath, feeling like I might have come off as a whining child rather than a grown woman. The way I worded it echoed through my head, repeating over and over and sounding more and more ridiculous with each replay.

This wasn’t really a problem, was it? I had to respect that others have their own feelings and might not get along. I couldn’t expect everyone to put aside their differences. It’s not like I wanted them to change, I loved each of them for the men they were, but… I was just being selfish.

“That could be a bit of a problem.” Clavis said, sounding like he was speaking to himself more than me.

“Huh?” I let out the breath I was holding and pulled back to look up at him. I hadn’t expected him to agree with me. “What did you say?”

“You wish to spend your special day with everyone who is special to you, correct?”

“Yeah, but isn’t that just selfish? Shouldn’t I be understanding that my wish isn’t paramount to everyone else’s comfort?”

“Of course not.” Clavis unwrapped his arms from around me and cupped my cheeks. “You are an amazing woman who single handedly changed the hearts of the noble beasts residing here. Despite our differences, there is one thing I can confidently say we all agree on, and that is that your happiness is paramount, absolutely.”

My heart ached from the love that resided in those words. My eyes began to prickle with heat as emotion welled up inside me to the point it was almost overflowing. I pressed my lips together, trying to swallow down the kindness he gave me for the sweet sincerity it was and not allowing myself to rebuke his affection as empty words. Clavis didn’t give empty words.

I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to hearing that.

I smiled and lightly nodded to show I understood and accepted what he had said, and Clavis leaned in to press an achingly gentle kiss to my forehead. I found myself closing my eyes and reveling in the tenderness of his adoration, wanting nothing more than to be wrapped up in his arms once again as he soothed away all my anxieties. My hands reached for him, brushing past the open layers of his coat, and wiggling under this buttoned vest to play along his formal shirt, the last barrier between his skin and mine.

When I opened my eyes, he was staring back at me with heat and warmth and love as if he was trying to pour all his feelings into a single look. We sat there, unmoving save for my fingers dragging against his shirt, trying to worm their way through the fabric to reach him. I wasn’t a mindreader, and I had no way to know what he was thinking, but at times like this, when we both had our attention set on each other, I sometimes felt like we could connect in a way that went beyond the limited expressions that words conveyed.

“Don’t you worry, my dear, whatever my lovely lover wants, I can make it a reality. If your wish is to be with your paramours, you shall be the center of attention on your special day.”

“You’re a wonderful man, you know that?” I leaned in to give a lingering kiss and felt Clavis smile against my lips.

“Mhm. The most wonderful, of course.”

There weren’t many days left before my birthday, which meant that all my spare time after work was to be dedicated to setting up for my own party - or at least it should have meant that. However, everytime I began to work on a portion of the preparations, it seemed it had already been handled.

At first, I thought it was a coincidence…

“Lady Dahlia, may I ask what you’re looking for?” One of the cooks happened upon me while I was checking ingredients in the storeroom.

“I was just planning what to make for my party. I’m sorry, am I in the way?” I shuffled to move out of the storeroom and out of the way.

“Oh, I see. No, my lady, you aren’t in the way. But you shouldn’t have to worry about planning out a menu for your party. I happen to have a list of foods you’ve enjoyed since coming to train at the palace, I can have it put together for your gathering.” She produced a list and as I glanced at it it really did look like most of the things I really enjoyed eating.

“I couldn’t possibly ask you to–” I attempted to protest.

“Nonsense, Lady Dahlia. It’s my job, and yours is to enjoy your time on your special day.” She said with a smile and ushered me out of the kitchen.

Then…

“Chevalier, I wanted to speak to you about setting aside some time for an… event.” I was choosing my words carefully, I knew Chev wasn’t the type to want to spend time doing pointless things like celebrating for the sake of it.

I had checked his schedule and was confident I could move enough engagements around to get him to come for at least a few hours. I squared my shoulders, ready to face off with him, lifting my chin determinedly and fixed my gaze on him. He was sitting in his chair in his personal library, turning the pages of the book as he read.

“I’ve already been informed.” He said without looking up.

“Wait– what?” I blinked in surprise. “But… I hadn’t asked you yet. And your schedule is still full.”

Chevalier lowered his book and lifted his eyes from the pages to look at me. He always looked so stern, but I had long since realized there was so much warmth behind that cold expression. “Clavis will make the arrangements for me to attend. That is what you wish, is it not?”

A grin instantly stretched across my face. Joy coursed through me, and I practically jumped on his lap to throw my arms around him. “Thank you! It is. Yes. Thank you for making time for me.”

He had moved just enough as if he anticipated my sudden outburst, and pulled me fully onto his lap, giving a noise of acknowledgement as he enfolded me in his arms. Then he leaned his head against me and I heard the telltale sign of the scratch of pages being turned as he returned to his book.

It wasn’t just Chevalier, either. Clavis had invited the people I loved most, and whatever strings he pulled, they had all assured me they would be there to celebrate with me - once they confirmed it was what I wanted. I was so thrilled each time I found out another one of my lovers was going to be attending my little get-together. By the time the evening of the event had come, I was full to bursting with happiness. So happy, in fact, that I could nearly push aside my apprehension about the outfit Nokto presented me with.

“What is with this, Nokto? Is it even appropriate to wear outside of the bedroom?” I looked at myself in the mirror and the first thing I had thought was that it barely covered me at all, not like proper clothes should.

I wasn’t prudish, and I understood Nokto’s inclination for sensual clothing, but even this seemed pushing the boundaries. I had thought it was much too small when I was first putting it on, but Nokto informed me it was designed according to specifications. The sleeves weren’t much more than lacy straps that mimicked the way a shirt would hold the fabric on the bust up, it offered no support. The bust itself was low cut, and thankfully the body of the dress was boned and stiff so my breasts wouldn’t be spilling out from the fabric falling lower.

Clearly, Jin had a hand in this.

If that wasn’t enough, the skirt was cut incredibly high on my thighs, well above the knee. Though it was layered and ruffled so that it draped lower in the back, so I didn’t have to worry about exposing myself if I went to sit or bend over, but…

Clavis… You’re a wicked man. This is your doing, no doubt.

“You have no idea the trouble I had to go through with those two.” Nokto smirked. “I was ready to throw out both of their suggestions and pick one I liked myself.”

“You’re trying to tell me none of this was your idea?” I glanced at him through the mirror, his cherry eyes danced as he moved up behind me.

“I didn’t say that.” He purred into my ear, his hands sliding around my waist and over my hips. “There’s a lot to like about it, especially the way it looks on you.”

I let my eyelids droop and leaned against Nokto, enjoying his hands on me. “Thank you. And thank you for humoring Jin and Clavis.”

Nokto nuzzled into my neck, suckling my sensitive skin. His hands slid lower, tracing the round of my hips down to where my body met my thighs, and he pulled at my skirt, bunching the layers up like curtains rising on my barely covered crotch.

“Nokto… I just got dressed…” The excuse sounded flimsy and pathetic even to me, and I knew it barely registered as a denial of him and his silent offer.

“You don’t have to get undressed, see?”

My eyes flicked down to where my underwear was now visible, Nokto holding onto my short skirt to easily expose me. “I see.”

I was trying to sound disinterested. I knew if I gave the impression of being eager, it would be all the encouragement he needed to nudge a little further and I would fall right into his arms and his soft sighs. I also knew that if that were to happen, I’d be keeping everyone else waiting, and that guilt would taint whatever enjoyment I’d have with Nokto.

“Quick is not your style.” Setting my hand on top of his, I lightly pushed to indicate that he should cover me back up.

“No, but we could start the festivities early. Do you think someone will complain?” Instead of lowering my skirt, Nokto pulled me closer to him and I could feel his erection through the layers of my dress and his own trousers.

Ah, fuck. I love when you’re excited from just looking at me.

Parting my lips, I silently sighed. My own arousal was building and giving into selfishness was starting to sound better by the second as my imagination reminded me of the things we could be doing rather than feebly making arguments out of consideration for others.

“I’ll make you feel good.” Nokto breathed into my ear and I wanted to give in. I knew he would.

“But…” I whimpered. I was about to melt. Nokto’s lust was intoxicating. Goosebumps crawled across my skin. I could feel the way my nipples puckered in excitement. My cunt grew more heated, and a small spasm clenched in my groin.

It had been some time since he and I were physically intimate, and I longed for the feel of him inside me. For the way his lips tasted on mine. I wanted to tangle my fingers through his hair and drown in his pleasure.

But I have plans with everyone else…

Reluctantly, I closed my eyes and pulled in a deep, steadying breath. I sighed. And once I felt the haze of desire receding, I opened my eyes again to see Nokto’s smoldering crimson gaze aimed at me through the mirror.

“Later?” I asked hopefully, and apologetically. I was more than willing to fall into bed with him when I didn’t have people waiting on me. After the party, we could return to his room and continue this teasing and tempting game.

“Hmm.” The way he made the noise reverberate in his throat sent a shiver down my neck, like I could feel the vibrations of it. His breath tickled my skin, and after an agonizingly slow kiss to the crook of my neck, he slowly lowered my skirt, brushing it out to set it right.

I turned, draping my arms over his shoulders to keep him from moving away, and locked my eyes with his. “I love you, Nokto.”

The way he smiled when I said that - the way he always smiled when I said it - was more gentle than any other expression I had ever seen on him. His mischievous smirk was nowhere in sight, and I liked to think that he was showing genuine happiness when I said it. I liked to think that he understood how much those words meant when I gave them to him. And I liked to think that I had the same expression when he gifted those words to me.

“I’m going to hold you to that.” Nokto slid a finger under my chin, drawing it towards him and I followed as directed until our mouths met. The softness of lips and the lap of his tongue teasing mine spoke of more than lustful promises, it was romance and love in motion.

Nokto escorted me to a portion of the palace I rarely visited. I had been here for months as a minister in training after my stint as Belle, so I was aware this area was often used for an overflow of lesser guests for special occasions, such as when a wedding was taking place and nobles from all over wished to stay for the ceremonies. Thankful that I wasn’t going to be walking around in this “dress” where most of the people in the palace worked, I relaxed a little more with each step we took from the rest of the busy castle.

I knew that even the choice of location was for my benefit, and I knew I was truly loved and cared for beyond anything I could have ever reasonably dreamed of. The gentle ache in my chest was almost too much for me to contain. I was so lucky to have so much love that it threatened to overflow. When I felt my eyes heat up with tears, I knew it was too much and I paused for a moment in the hallway.

“Just… give me a moment.” I pressed my lips and turned away from Nokto, not wanting him to misunderstand by seeing me cry. Desperately trying to hold back the tears, I took a few slow and measured breaths, reminding myself that getting emotional would just worry everyone.

As if reading my thoughts, I heard Nokto from behind me with a concerned edge to his voice. “Have you changed your mind?”

I blew out another breath and shook my head, touching my eyes with the backs of my fingers to try to cool them down. “No. I just got overwhelmed is all. I’ve only ever celebrated my birthday with one or two other people– and I loved that, I’m not complaining about it. It was just…”

My heart swelled again, thinking about how all six men I held dear would be with me. It was too much for me to have ever asked for.

It was so selfish to even request. I surely didn’t deserve this.

That jubilant feeling of happiness and love that had just brought tears to my eyes started to recede and guilt slithered into its place. “Do you think I’m greedy, Nokto?”

“What’s wrong with that?” He answered me with a question posed so casually, I almost thought I misheard him. I turned my head to glance over my shoulder at him, and I could see the way his seductive lips were tipped downward in a frown.

“You could stand to be more greedy.” Nokto stepped closer, obscuring himself from my peripheral vision as he edged up to me and slipped a hand around my waist.

“The way I see it, you’re entirely too self-sacrificing. You could learn a thing or two about enjoying yourself. Indulge a little.” His warm hand felt comforting pressed against me, and his words eased the guilt I was feeling.

I really am so lucky to have someone like you.

The ticklish touch of his fingertips gliding down the back of my neck sent a shiver down my spine. A warning I should have heeded, because his next words were a low, sultry tone purred entirely too close to my ear to ignore the way it tantalized my senses. “I’d be happy to show you.”

Ah, there it is. And I’m lucky to have you even when you’re like this.

Laughter burst out of me, and a grin lit up my face. I should have expected him to turn it around like that, but I had been so wrapped up in my own head that it hadn’t even crossed my mind. I spun around to face him, seeing his dazzling smile reflecting my own. Grabbing hold of the lapels of his coat to pull him closer, I lifted onto my toes to reach his lips with my own, giving him a wordless thank you.

Before he could pull me closer and ravage my mouth, I let him go and stepped away. It wasn’t long ago that we were in my room and I was barely able to deny him. If I let him get too handsy now, I don’t think my willpower would hold out, because I did want him so badly. I wasn’t sure I could say no again when he set my desire aflame.

“Mmmn, was that a yes to my offer?” Nokto lazily stepped closer, teasing me.

“Later.” I took up his hand and twined my fingers through his, turning the both of us so we were headed to the party again. I clutched at his elbow with my free hand and leaned against his shoulder. Nokto walked slowly to match my pace, making it easier to lean on him and enjoy these precious moments we had together.

Licht was standing vigilantly outside the door to the lounge. I knew he was waiting away from the rest of the group because he tended to spend his time alone, even if the rest of the group were his brothers, but I couldn’t help but think he looked like he was guarding the place. I bit my lower lip, trying to hold in the chuckle that the thought had caused. Licht’s attention turned towards us and I lifted my hand in a small finger wave at him. But instead of giving me a greeting, his eyes went wide and then slid away from me.

“Aw, he likes it.” Nokto’s teasing lilt was loud enough for Licht to hear, and as we drew closer I noticed the faint blush on his cheeks and realized why he wasn’t looking at me.

It’s the dress.

We stopped in front of Licht, whose eyes were still firmly set not in my direction, and Nokto placed a kiss to the side of my head as he untangled himself from me. “If you spend too long out here, someone will come collect you, I’m sure.”

“We won’t be long. Promise.” I glanced at Nokto with a smile.

His cherry eyes flicked to Licht. “I wonder what Clavis said to you to get you to show up…”

Licht didn’t answer his twin, and as if Nokto had expected as much, he sauntered into the lounge with a shrug and smirk on his lips.

“Is it too much?” I grimaced, suddenly aware all over again about how little the outfit covered me.

“Are you comfortable in that?” His eyes finally came back to me, but they dipped down to where my cleavage was visible, and quickly he was looking somewhere else again.

“Honestly? No. But besides the staff serving the party, and you all, no one is going to see me like this, so I figured I’d put up with it for one day– Not even a day. A few hours.”

“Mn.” Licht gave a single nod, once again his eyes slowly moving towards me.

“Licht?” I called his name to prompt him to look me in the eyes. His eyes settled on mine, and held, and I smiled to see him still being obedient even outside of our private time. “You’ve seen me with nothing on, why is this so hard for you?”

“I want to cover you up.”

“Oh.”

I hadn’t expected him to say something like that, and since he was hardly emotive with his voice or face, it made it sound and look all the more serious. I wasn’t sure how to take it. I knew what he said was his honest thoughts, but he was still giving too little info with his short sentences for me to figure it out. Was it embarrassing for him to see me so exposed? Was I the embarrassment? My heart sank.

Maybe I should have listened to my gut. This isn’t something to wear to a gathering, even if it’s a private one.

I brushed my hands down my skirt, hoping I could somehow lengthen it by smoothing the fabric, my eyes wandering towards the doorway. “Well… It is what it is. Nokto went through a lot of trouble to get it made for me, he said Jin and Clavis were being quite particular.”

“Dahlia,” Licht murmured my name, his fingertips lightly touching my waist as if he were requesting permission to make contact with me.

“Go ahead.” I glanced at him and dipped my chin and he stepped into me, sinking so he could encircle my waist with his arms and lay his head on my shoulder. I lifted my own arms to cradle him against me, brushing my fingers through his hair as if to soothe him. “You’ve made an appearance, so I’m happy enough that you stopped by. If you want… You don’t have to stay.”

He snuggled further into me, I felt his breath gust against my chest as he inhaled. “I don’t want to go.”

I huffed a small chuckle. “Well then, what is it you do want? Because it sounds like you don’t want to stay and you don’t want to go.”

“I just want to be with you.” His lips brushed against my skin as he spoke and I felt him kiss my collarbone.

What am I going to do with you?

“I’m not running away from my own party with you, Licht. And I’m not covering up my dress - it was a gift.” I felt his arms squeeze me closer and I shuffled my feet to oblige. “So we’re going to go in there, and eat good food, and drink good drinks, and spend time with everyone. And the next time you and I have some time alone, I’ll reward you for being such a good boy.”

I stepped back and Licht’s arms slowly fell from around me, my own hands sliding along his back and neck to cup his cheeks. I held him only inches from my own face, setting his eyes on mine, and lifted my eyebrows as I waited on him. I saw his eyes waver as if he were going to look away, but we had been practicing and he continued to stare at me.

“A yes or no, Licht. It’s your choice to stay or go.”

“I’m staying.”

“Thank you.” I said and pressed my lips to his, lingering in our gentle and chaste kiss. When I pulled back, a small smile was on his face and it warmed my heart. I brushed my fingers through his hair, rounding the shell of his ear, and stepped back to give us both space to move again. And with a tilt of my head towards the lounge, indicating for him to follow, I went through the doorway first to join the rest of my lovers waiting for me.

I stopped only a few steps inside the room, taking the sight in. There was a large table ladened with food, more than enough for everyone three times over. One section was adorned with sweets of all sorts, likely Yves’ work, I’d assume. The rest of the table had both proper food that could be full meals and horderves for snacking. I glanced at the selection of drinks grouped on a separate table and could see lagers, ciders, wines, and hard alcohol.

It hadn’t occurred to me while I was outside with Licht that I hadn’t seen anyone else leave the lounge, now, however, it seemed very obvious with how large the room was and how few people were actually there. Chevalier was sitting on one of the sofas, alone, reading. Jin and Leon were together, already working through the various types of alcohol. Clavis and Nokto were talking not far from Leon and Jin, both groups giving Chev his space, it seemed. And of course there was Licht and I at the door, but that was it. No staff. No servants. No one to bring food or drinks.

It was literally what I had asked for, and I was surprised that Clavis had left it at that. Clavis tended to make a big, extravagant show of anything he set up, so I had expected… simply more to it. Relief washed over me, ridding me of anxiety I didn’t even know I had been holding onto, and my chest felt warm and full once again that there wasn’t anything more to my birthday request than what I wanted. The men I love, together with me to celebrate.

A whistle cut through the quiet hum in the nearly empty room, and most everyone’s attention (not Chev’s) turned towards Jin, the originator of the sound. “Looking good, Dahlia!” He said, not needing to shout since there really weren’t many of us, but it was loud enough to hear from one side of the room to where I was standing. Then, all eyes turned towards me, even Chevalier looked up from his book to appraise the revealing outfit I had been gifted.

My cheeks flushed and my heart began to hammer in my chest. Everyone was staring, and no one made a sound after Jin’s comment and I was starting to feel uneasy since I knew this sort of clothing wasn’t to everyone’s tastes, and I certainly had had my own apprehensions about it.

“You’re beautiful.” Licht murmured into my ear and my cheeks flamed hotter. I glanced at him over my shoulder, and he gave a small smile before turning to close the doors behind us.

Well… this is what I wanted. Let’s make the most of it.

I took a deep breath to try to steady myself and smiled as brightly as I could. “Thank you, Jin. I have a feeling you had something to do with this design. And let’s not forget Clavis clearly had a hand in it. Thank you, both, and Nokto. And Chevalier, and Leon, and Licht, thank you all for coming today. I’m so happy to see you all.”

I swore I saw a smile touch Chevalier’s lips before he looked back down at his book and began reading again. The rest of the group started making their way to me at their own pace, Nokto hanging near the back to give others time to say their hellos and happy birthdays. Licht came up behind me and draped himself around me as Leon approached first. Leon leaned back as if he were taking in my entire look, his eyes raking over me as he grinned.

“They really talked you into something like that, huh?”

“It didn’t take much talking, to be honest.” I said sheepishly, shifting my weight from one foot to the other under his appreciative stare.

Licht crossed his arms over my torso, which, while I was certain was supposed to be his way of covering me up, only pushed my cleavage higher and I let out a squeak as I felt the fabric slide a little lower on my breasts.

“Licht! Maybe now’s not the best time for that.” I tried to laugh it off and ducked out from under him, but that put me right in Leon’s arms instead. I huffed with exasperation and looked up at Leon’s amber eyes which were solely focused on me. I felt pinned to the spot and my words got stuck in my throat at his hungry gaze.

We stood like that, staring into each other’s eyes. In his glowing golden irises, I could see glimpses of nights we had spent together, when he looked just as ravenous and I knew I was his fully. The flush I had felt on my cheeks moments before spread to my ears and creeped down my chest. I parted my lips, trying to break this tension between us, and finally managed to whisper, “Do you like it?”

“I love it,” Leon rumbled in a low tone. “Happy birthday, Dahlia.”

“Thank you.”

“That’s enough, Leon,” Jin’s voice was much closer than it had been a minute earlier, and while friendly, the proximity surprised me enough to finally break the spell Leon’s intense stare had me under. I glanced over to where Jin had been, and was met with him ducking below my eye level. Another squeal came from me as Jin hoisted me up in his arms, cradling me in a princess carry.

“Jin!” I threw my arms around his neck and stared wide-eyed at him.

“Hey, Dahlia. Happy birthday. I hope you don’t mind, I'm going to take some of your time.” He was grinning at me and already moving towards the sofa, and the way the air fanned against my upper thighs told me that it didn’t matter if my skirt was long enough to keep me covered when I bent over, being carried like this was showing my ass to everyone.

“Oh hell…” I said and buried my face in Jin’s shoulder, hoping no one was looking.

Jin dropped himself right next to Chevalier on the same couch, setting me on his own lap. We were so close to Chev that I had no option but to either curl into Jin or lean against Chev in order to sit comfortably, and with a little reluctance, I settled my shoulder against Chevalier’s. I had expected him to sigh in annoyance at Jin, but he simply adjusted to my added weight and continued reading his book.

Clavis lifted my legs that were crossed over Jin and slipped under them to also take a spot on the couch, resting my calves on himself. The three of them had to be entirely too close for comfort, and as surprised as I was that none of them were voicing an objection, I was busy trying to wrap my head around how I ended up lounging on three princes. Yes, they were my lovers, but… this wasn’t something that happened. All three of them at the same time.

I twisted to look back at Chevalier, the one most inconvenienced by my position, and as I did so, his eyes cut up from his book to look at me as well. I blinked and offered a strained smile, ready to apologize to him for Jin’s actions, but my words were cut short before I even said them.

“Don’t.”

It was one word from him. But that was all he needed to say and I understood. I could practically hear him telling me not to be so foolish as to apologize for someone else. Chevalier found most conversations to be a waste of time, especially when it came to people expressing niceties or asking for answers they already knew. In the several months since I’d come to know him, I had learned some of his tells and felt I understood him more now despite his need to say less because of it.

“Thank you. If you don’t mind…” I said as I settled against him. He dipped his chin as if he were giving a nod of approval, making a non-committal noise, and returning to his reading once again.

“Chev, you could at least tell her happy birthday. Always such a stick in the mud.” Clavis was leaning over to try to level a glare at Chevalier on the other side of the couch. “I don’t understand what you see in someone like him, Dahlia. The silent, brooding personality has never won my brother any favors before.” Clavis spoke while he removed my dress shoes, setting them neatly by the corner of the couch on the floor and resting my feet on his legs.

“It’s okay, Clavis. I don’t need to hear it from Chevalier. He showed up here today, and that’s enough for me.” I smiled, feeling so special and loved in the moment, sitting snuggled next to three of the men in my life, all who took time out of their busy days to spend it with me. “I hear you’re the one I have to thank for organizing everything. You really are able to make anything happen, you wonderful man.”

Clavis pulled his hands free from his gloves and set them on the armrest of the sofa. “I’m rather amazing on my own, but with the power of your love, I can make miracles for you.”

“I don’t know, Clavis, sure you got us together, but the way Dahlia looks in this dress…” Jin tucked his chin to nuzzle his cheek against my cleavage.

“Okay, yes, hey– ahaha. Jin!” He kissed the swell of my breast and nipped my skin. “You’ll make me fall out! It’s so low cut– be careful!”

“Nothing wrong with that,” he muttered into my boob, sucking the sensitive skin enough to leave a mark. I sucked a quick breath through my teeth at the sharp pain that came from where he had his mouth.

“Everyone’s watching.” I hissed quietly, reaching for his ear to try to pull his face from my chest. As soon as my fingers pinched Jin’s ears, I felt another touch dangerously close to the limited area that my skirt covered. My eyes shot to Clavis, whose bare hands were caressing my thigh. He smiled pleasantly at me while I looked at him incredulously. “Clavis!”

“Just admiring the design, my dear. Nokto, you should make sure you pay that seamstress well. This really is a stunning dress.”

“You don’t have to worry about that. I pay them well enough. Why else do you think they’d take on such a rush job?” Nokto was picking through the food on the table as he answered.

“Looks like not everyone is watching,” Jin chuckled. I hadn’t even realized he had lifted his head and was looking over at Nokto.

“I can if you want,” Nokto called back. His ruby eyes slid in our direction and that fox-like grin pulled at his lips.

Danger! Danger!

The word yelled through my head at that look, and only too late did I think he might be serious with the offer as I heard Jin say, “Sure, why not?”

I gaped at Jin. Surely he was teasing.

“I only mentioned the possibility.” Clavis responded in his usual tone, his hands still petting my legs.

I turned my wide-eyed stare to Clavis, who, once again smiled pleasantly at me. “Tell me you didn’t. Clavis.”

“Oh, he did.” Nokto strolled closer to the couch with the four of us on it.

“To everyone? ”

“Hmm. I wonder…” Clavis scooped up my knee and kissed my shin reverently. “What do you think? Am I the sort that would use the same leverage with everyone?” Another kiss was placed closer to the bottom of my kneecap.

“No, you’re not.” I sighed with relief.

Clavis claimed to be a mediocre fool, but he was really outstanding when it came to finding out what someone wanted and how to use that in negotiations. It would make sense to mention an exhibitionism kink to Nokto, I’m sure Nokto has participated in something of the sort at some point already. But Chevalier wouldn’t be interested in that, and probably not Licht either. I glanced around the room, looking for Leon.

I’m not sure if he’d be into something like that.

Leon was sitting in a nearby upholstered chair with a drink in his hand. Our eyes met and my heart instantly started to pound wildly, his gaze so intense it made me feel like I was prey and he was waiting for the perfect time to swoop in and take me. It wasn’t an uncomfortable feeling, I found it thrilling and it often made me weak in the knees when I saw him like that. I was suddenly thankful that I was already sitting down, or I might have wavered on my feet.

A rough hand touched my chin, softly pulling me away from Leon’s gaze, and I blinked over at Jin who was looking down at me with his mulberry eyes. “I’m right here, Dahlia.”

Trying to make sense of what he meant, a crease formed between my eyebrows and as I opened my mouth to ask for clarification, Jin covered mine with his. He stole the words from me with his tongue, and I fell into his sweet embrace, welcoming him willingly. My eyes drooped closed and I brought my hand to rest on the back of his head. His fingers, which had been under my chin, eased along my jaw and twisted into my hair as he cradled my head and pulled me closer to delve deeper in the kiss.

When he finally broke the kiss, I could only let out a breathy sigh and look up at him through half-lidded eyes. For a moment, the world around me disappeared and I no longer was aware of anyone else but Jin. My fingers toyed with his short hair at the back of his head, I liked the feeling as each strand brushed against my fingertips, the way it was soft and stiff both at once.

Clavis’ hand swept higher on my leg, no longer dangerously close to where my skirt ended, but instead completely crossing that line. I squirmed in Jin’s lap, Clavis’ touch both ticklish and arousing, and a reminder that the rest of the world existed. We weren’t alone in this room. And the possibility of…

Am I interested in that ? Do I want to try it?

It was very clear that Clavis had set up this venue in order to give me the opportunity. He’d at least mentioned the possibility to some of my dearests, and those who knew seemed to be showing an interest as well. Sex had always been a private thing for me, something kept between those involved because it wasn’t fair to my partner to kiss and tell, so to speak. But maybe… that didn’t matter here when my partner was also willing to let others watch?

Clavis’ hand moved further up my leg, and I felt him graze against the thin material covering my crotch. The tempting touch sent a salacious whisper into my thoughts.

Wouldn’t it be nice to be the center of attention?

It would. When one of the men in the room set their attention on me, it made me feel special. It made me feel loved. And what if I had everyone’s attention at once? I could drown in it - in all their eyes and thoughts on me.

I think…

“I’d like to try it.” I murmured huskily, coming out of my thoughts, my eyes refocusing on Jin.

His eyebrows slowly climbed and his eyes widened slightly. “Are you sure? Don’t let Clavis bully you.”

An amused chuckle bubbled from my chest.

“I’m a gentleman. I would never.” Clavis said, and as if to completely disprove his own point, he brushed against my sex again, before dragging his fingers down my thigh. I tilted my hips, wanting more of his touch but his hand was long gone, already near my knee.

“He’s a tease, not a bully. Jin, kiss me?” With my fingers on the back of his head, I pulled slightly to show I was sure of my decision.

“How can I say no when you ask me so cutely?” Jin leaned down, and I moved towards him to meet him, our mouths coming together and tongues stroking one anothers.

I liked the way Jin kissed. It was like half the enjoyment for him was working up to sex and his mouth moved in a way that felt like he was worshiping every part of me that it touched. He was gentle and savored the experience, and I loved that he was so big and yet could be so soft on me. We came at each other again and again, my breathing growing ragged as I gasped and moaned between long kisses.

When he finally relented, his wet lips moved to my chin to leave a string of teasing kisses from my mouth to my neck, and I leaned back to let him have whatever part of me he wanted. The way his tongue swirled and licked and caressed my skin was erotic, and before he moved on to the next spot, he always left another kiss in his wake. He scooped one breast from my low-cut dress, groping and kneading it with expertise that I knew only he had.

I cracked my eyes open and lethargically glanced around the room. No one had made a noise since we started - that or I just hadn’t heard them over the pounding of my own heart. I wondered how each man would look at me now. Shock? Interest? Did it titillate them as much as it did me?

Jin tweaked my stiff nipple, rolling it between his fingers, then pinching and slowly tugging on it.

The first person my gaze landed on was Leon, who was still staring at me the way he was earlier. I shivered from that look. I loved that look. I loved it on me, and the fact that it hadn’t changed despite the situation changing sent a throbbing in my abdomen. He still loved me and wanted me all the same.

Licht had wandered closer, it seemed. He watched with wide eyes, and for a moment I wasn’t sure if he was troubled or– no, he was interested. If Licht was bothered by something, he wouldn’t stand idly by. I wondered if I was making a face, or if just seeing me in someone else’s arms was what he was so enraptured with. Why hadn’t I ever considered he might be interested in something like this? He liked me taking control. He liked to punish himself.

I’ll have to revisit that idea another time…

Jin’s tongue flicked against my nipple and his teeth gently nipped at me. I drew in a sharp breath that then came out as a quiet moan as he popped my aching nipple into his mouth, caressing it with his tongue as if to apologize for the sting.

My eyes swung to Nokto who was sitting on the sofa opposite us, his legs crossed and an elbow on his knee that supported his chin resting in his palm.

Oh, he’s enjoying this.

The way his eyes were narrowed with amusement and danced with delight, there was no way this wasn’t something he enjoyed. We’d never talked about it before, but now I was wondering if it would have ever come up? Maybe he thought me too tame to mention something so scandalous?

It doesn’t matter what you thought before, look at me now.

I arched into Jin and dropped my head back, forgetting that I had been using Chevalier as a backrest until I was confronted with his sharp blue eyes aimed at me. Every part of me tensed, not because I thought he’d be angry with me, but because I had been so careless and felt guilty for forgetting about him while giving into my debased desires.

All the pleasure was gone, and it didn’t matter how practiced Jin was, I couldn’t enjoy any of it while Chev looked at me like that.

I swallowed, pressing my lips together and moving my eyes away so I didn’t have to see him looking at me. But a soft touch against my forehead brought my gaze back to him, wide-eyed in surprise and wondering if he had really just kissed me. I heard the snap of his book as he closed it, and though I couldn’t see him setting it aside, I knew he was moving and assumed that was what he was doing.

“Is this even real?” I didn’t mean to voice the thought, but it slipped out fuzzily, sounding clouded and dazed like I was in some sort of dream.

My whole body was tingling as sensation returned. My cunt clenched and I felt an ache there as my body responded to the fondling and suckling that Jin was doing, manhandling my breasts. A pleasant wave rolled up my spine and I parted my lips and let out a contented sigh, my eyes dripping with lust.

“Dahlia, darling, be a doll would you and let’s adjust. Jin is dominating your time.” Clavis scooped up my legs and slipped out from under them and I lifted my head to look in his direction.

“Tough luck.” Jin muttered into my breasts, his voice muffled.

“Oh…” My thoughts began to race at what sort of ‘adjusting’ we’d be doing. I didn’t think my heart could beat any faster or harder, but it was trying its best to prove me wrong. I felt a cold wave creep across my body as the adrenaline coursed through me. Strangely, despite how icy it felt, when I touched Jin to prompt him to move I could tell my hands were on fire and he felt cool to the touch.

Jin reluctantly pulled away from me and I sat up, cupping my breasts and taking hold of my dress to scoop them back into the barely covering bust. Clavis, however, put a hand on mine to stop me from adjusting myself, and with a “ah, ah, ah” he tsked at me and guided my hand away.

“There’s no need for that. We’d just be undressing you again, afterall.”

The way those words hit made me feel drunk and dreaming. “We’d be undressing you.” I felt like I was floating in my own head. I nodded at Clavis and Jin’s hands scooped up my breasts so he could fondle them again. “What did you have in mind?” I looked up at Clavis, and I felt a tremble run through my body. “Is… Are we …?” I took a quick breath.

Why is this so hard to say? Why can’t I just ask if it’s time to start fucking?

My mind was able to form the sentences, and more than that it was able to run a reel of the thoughts that came along with the question. But for some reason there was a disconnect from my mouth and the words wouldn’t come out.

“If you want, but I don’t think you're quite ready for that, yet.” Clavis said. Ever the gentleman, he kept hold of my hand and I followed his lead, turning in Jin’s lap so Jin was now behind me rather than on my side. Jin spread his legs and I slipped between them, his hard on pressing against the top of my ass and my back.

“Okay,” I nodded, agreeing with Clavis. I didn’t think I was ready yet either. The thought had made me anxious and worried that I was supposed to be performing, and if I was in my head that much, clearly I wouldn’t be into my lover as much.

He kneeled in front of me, setting my hand down which happened to land on Jin’s thigh. I was starting to get the idea, and I glanced around to see if everyone else was also on the same page. The way they all watched should have sparked my anxiety again, but instead it thrilled me. It felt naughty to be sitting here, about to have one lover go down on me while another fondled me, and more still watched my body be toyed with by someone other than them.

How did I get so lucky?

“Sorry, Jin.” Clavis said as he grabbed my hips and tugged me forward so my ass was closer to the edge of the couch rather than pressed up against Jin. Jin responded by adjusting himself with a shift of his hips, though he didn’t scoot closer so I imagined it was for his own comfort of his cock.

I reached down and began rolling up my skirt the way Nokto had earlier in my room. Slowly bunching it between my fingers like a curtain rising on a stage. Clavis grinned wickedly at me glancing from skirt to me and back again. He liked to toy and be toyed with, and I was purposely drawing it out just to build the anticipation for him.

When my dress was pulled up high enough for my panties to be in full view, he hooked his fingers on the edges and doffed them in one swift tug. They caught at my knees, but now it was his turn to play with me and agonizingly slowly he helped me out of them so I could spread my legs for him. I could feel how moist I was now that nothing was covering me and the cool air kissed my wetness.

“Dearie me.” Clavis murmured as he slid one finger down my slit and dabbed at my opening, pulling back to show me my own lubricant as he rubbed it between his fingers and thumb.

“Don’t toy with me, please?” I was aware how aroused I was. I was also aware that Clavis could have me dancing in the palm of his hand if he so wished, spinning me up until I couldn’t think about anything but him. He needed to be my whole world when we were together. I don’t even know how I managed to win over this needy, clingy, love-starved man when he knew he wasn’t the only one in my life.

Clavis dropped a kiss on the inside of my knee, his eyes locked with mine. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

Chevalier scoffed next to me.

Nokto laughed, and my eyes went to him, sitting across from me on the other sofa. 

“Liar.” Jin accused him from behind me.

Clavis only grinned wider and nipped at my thigh, causing me to set my focus back on him. He then kissed the spot and inched closer to my sex, setting another teasing kiss on the sensitive skin of my inner leg but not where I wanted him most.

“Clavis…” I half-whined, attempting to spread my legs further so there was nothing impeding him from reaching my pussy. This did nothing at all to speed up his slow ascent.

“If you won’t, I will.” Licht’s soft voice surprised us all. I’m sure everyone turned to look at him, even Clavis sat up straight, setting an elbow on my leg, and a hand on my opposite knee to twist and look at Licht. Licht’s gaze uncomfortably slid away from the group. “Don’t bully Dahlia.”

Stunned silence filled the air, broken by Leon’s loud laughter and all eyes moved to him. He turned from looking at Licht to Clavis, still chuckling as he said, “Looks like you’ve upset Licht.”

“It seems I have. I’ll have to rectify that.” Clavis turned back towards me and hoisted one of my legs onto his shoulder and I practically trembled with anticipation. I shifted where I sat, rocking from side to side so he could grab hold of my hips with his arms hooked under my legs. A quiet whimper escaped me that didn’t go unnoticed by Clavis as I saw him smirk up at me while I was staring at him.

I loved seeing his eyes from this angle. And honestly, I loved when he teased me as well. I didn’t love the mess I became when I was with him - the way I lost my self-control and needed him as much as he needed me. I didn’t want everyone here to see that side of me. That was something only Clavis did to me, and I felt safe becoming so undone with him.

He swirled his tongue around my clit - toying with me once again, the touch so featherlight I could have imagined it.

“I swear, Clavis–haaah…” I didn’t get to finish my thought. As soon as his name left my mouth, he drew his tongue between my folds, giving long licks to my inner labia. I might have heard Jin huff in amusement, his hands playing along my boobs and nipples again. Sometimes I would tweak my own while Clavis was going down on me, but it was a completely different experience to have another set of hands on me, working my nipples the way he was.

Ooooh… This is…

Nice was the only thing I could think of, but that didn’t even come close to describing the feeling. Jin was warm and firm and comforting behind me. His groping was more idle enjoyment than actually arousing, except when combined with Clavis between my legs and his hands clutching my hips and the building ecstasy from the way his mouth worked at me…

How is it that this is both comforting and intense at the same time?

Clavis sucked my clit between his teeth and I let my eyes close and leaned my head back with a moan. I couldn’t watch him any longer. It was too much to focus on while I was being fondled by Jin, and Clavis probed and caressed me with his tongue.

I clutched at Jin’s slacks, trying to find something to direct my attention to to try and keep in the present rather than swimming in my own head. I thought about the way the fabric felt on my fingers, the way it tugged as I balled it up in my fist, I could almost imagine the wrinkles I was making, and which way they would fold– then there was a touch of cool leather against the side of my chin and I opened my eyes to Chevalier’s icy blue gaze fixed on me.

He turned my face towards him, and despite the shudder that was building in my body, and the moans that were likely coming from me, and the feel of Jin on my tits, and Clavis clutching my hips - despite all of that going on, and I was aware of it - the world seemed miles away from the two of us.

Chevalier brushed his lips against mine and I sucked in a shaky breath. I had never felt so aware of just how soft his lips were, or how sensitive my mouth was. He licked my bottom lip and I shivered. That was the nicest he ever was to me, and it seemed that was the nicest he was going to be. The gentleness was gone, and his mouth covered mine, and his tongue sought mine, and I tried to pull back to let my moan out, but Chev didn’t allow it, pushing further into my mouth.

That was the end of me. My back arched of its own accord, the tension coiling in my groin reached its limit, and a series of spasms had my sex clenching against nothing. Wave after wave of euphoria crashed against the back of my skull and my eyes lulled shut as noises that bordered on animalistic came from me in short moans.

I slumped against Jin, my breathing ragged. I was still clutching at his pants and willed myself to slowly let go, my muscles stiff and sore from holding on so tightly. I felt Clavis kissing my inner thigh several times, then leaning his cheek against my leg. I was relishing in the boneless feeling of my own body - the way it felt relaxed and almost floating like I was drifting off to sleep on a perfectly warm day.

“There we go.” I heard Clavis say as he nuzzled against my leg and I cracked my eyes to look down at him, still between my legs. “I think you might be ready now. You certainly look more at ease.”

I gave a lopsided grin and started to push myself up, trying to ignore the way my dress covered absolutely nothing now. “That was nice.”

Nokto chuckled. “Nice, she says.”

Jin put his hands on my shoulders, holding me in place. “Hang on a second, Dahlia.”

“Okay.” I gave a nod and waited as requested.

“How is this going to be handled? Does Dahlia get to choose?” Nokto directed the question to Clavis and Clavis looked up at me. I blinked, not sure how to answer that since I hadn’t planned on having sex at my party, so I hadn’t put any thought into it.

“I volunteer,” Jin said behind me. I realized he was tugging at something on the back of my dress, and the next thing I knew the whole thing began to slip free. Reflexively, I snapped my arms across my torso, holding my dress up.

Clavis laughed.

“If you want to keep it on, we can manage around it. But I think you’d be more comfortable without it.” He rose from the floor, giving his usual charming smile. Gently, he took one of my hands and I knew he was right, I would be more comfortable, but it was just that it felt even more depraved to be nude in a room like this. We were already doing all sorts of licentious things I hadn’t even dreamt of, and the more we discarded propriety, the more deviant I felt.

Would they still love me if I find I enjoy being sexually degenerate? What if my limits and boundaries are far below one of theirs?

My relationship with each of them was different because they were all different. They liked and disliked different things. Even the way we were intimate changed from one to the next. To have everyone in a room together, and to tell me to consider my own comfort and not know if something I do today would make one of them uncomfortable… It was a frightening thought. It scared me to think that I might accidentally cause one of my lovers harm.

I bit my lip, still hesitating.

“It’s your choice, Dahlia.” Leon seemed to be reading my thoughts. “If you wanna say you had your fun and that’s that, then that’s what it will be.”

“Yeah, but, that’s not really the issue… What about everyone else?” I swept the room with my eyes, landing on each prince there.

“To hell with everyone else.” Clavis declared.

“Clavis…”

“He’s not wrong.” Nokto spoke up. “I wouldn’t be here for any reason other than my own choice. And if you think that any of them would be, then I have to ask what you were doing when you were getting to know us as Belle?”

“Oh.”

Nokto was right. I was the one seeing this from the wrong perspective. I knew each one of them, and knew them to be the type that wouldn’t sacrifice their own boundaries and beliefs for someone else. I knew each one of them were supportive, and loving, and would speak up if something bothered them. In grouping them together, I was the one that took away their individuality, and assumed they weren’t the amazing men I knew them to be.

Though I was clearly the one who made a mistake here, it felt freeing to hear I was wrong. I was going to have to address my own internalized guilt and shame at another time. I had some hang ups, it seemed. But as for now, I pushed those thoughts away and I released my dress, letting it fall to my waist.

With Clavis’ help, I stood from the sofa and my dress fell all the way to the floor, leaving me standing there bare for all of them to see. They were all looking at me.

They were all looking at me…

Oh hell, they were all looking at me.

I fidgeted in the silence, feeling everyone’s eyes on me and feeling bashful in my nakedness. I wasn’t the type to feel bashful in front of my lover, I had been nude many times with each of them, and in different situations, and it hadn’t ever been uncomfortable. But now… perhaps it was so many sets of eyes on me. Perhaps it was the way I was standing there, holding Clavis’ hand and he had just stopped like he was presenting me to everyone.

“You’re making her uncomfortable.” Licht was closer than he had been, but still gravitating to the outside of the group. While everyone else had taken a spot in the center of the room where the couches and chairs were situated, he was standing behind one of the sofas.

“Hahaha, sorry!” Clavis laughed and moved me to the center of the sitting area, which only made me feel more like I was put on display.

“Clavis, this isn’t better.” I said quickly.

“Come here, Dahlia, you can sit on my lap again.” Jin lifted a hand towards me and patted his thigh with his other one.

“Don’t you think you’ve taken enough of her time?” Nokto shot Jin a look before smiling up at me seductively. “I’m the only one on the sofa. Keep me company?”

“Do you seriously think that’s going to work?” I leveled a bland stare at Nokto who shrugged in response.

“I’m honestly contemplating stealing you away with me.” Clavis cheerily said the words and I blinked at him.

“What? I’m not wearing anything!” I pulled my hand away from his so he didn’t drag me out of the room.

“Haha, I know! But I so badly want to pounce on you, it might be interfering with my better judgment.”

I stared at him incredulously.

“You wouldn’t make it to the door.” Chevalier cooly informed him.

“Can’t say I’d let you take her.” Leon nodded towards Chev to indicate he agreed with him that Clavis wouldn’t even make it to the door with me in tow.

“And Licht is already on his feet.” Nokto added.

“Clavis– just… Here, sit down.” I attempted to push him towards the sofa that Nokto was sitting on.

“Only if you sit with me.” He slid his hands over mine and interlocked our fingers.

“Only if you promise not to take me out of here.”

“Mmmn, that’s a difficult promise to make.”

“Clavis.”

“Fine, fine.” He fell back to drop onto the sofa, and pulled me with him. I stumbled but ultimately ended up facing him with my knees on either side of his legs.

“This wasn’t part of the agreement. You said ‘sit with you,’ not on you.”

“If I say I want to take you out of here, would I get special treatment too?” Nokto leaned back on the couch we were now sharing with him, raising an arm to prop on the back of the sofa.

“Clavis is a problem child, this isn’t special treatment.”

“Looks the same to me.” Nokto smirked.

Clavis was beaming brightly as he ran his hands up my thighs and grabbed my hips to lower me onto his lap. I hadn’t sat down after falling onto the couch. I also didn’t see a point in fighting him on this, so I let him pull me closer so I was straddling him.

Licht drew closer. He was still on the outside of the sitting area, but he was nearly in reach of me. I waved my hand behind the couch in a request for him to come to me, trying to keep the gesture concealed from the rest of the group, and he quietly obliged.

Good boy.

I wanted to praise him, but I had a feeling that wouldn’t be something he wanted to share with the others, so I made a note to do so later. Once he was within grabbing distance, I latched onto his hand and brought him closer still.

“Well, Clavis, are you going to entertain us now?” Nokto asked. “You never did answer how we were going to go about who gets to participate.”

Slowly I drew Licht towards me. Like pulling a rope, I reeled him in, and then wiggled a finger for him to bend over the back of the couch as if I were going to whisper something to him.

“I still volunteer.” Jin answered from the other sofa.

Licht leaned down and I caught him by his cheeks and lifted from my seat slightly to press a kiss to his lips. I had apparently caught him by surprise, as his eyes went wide before slowly closing, at which point I closed mine as well. It was a lingering kiss, but it wasn’t anything like the ones Jin shared with me. The simple act of pressing our lips together was enough of an expression of adoration for Licht. He simply liked the contact, and I enjoyed the way any touch could tell him how much I loved him.

“I wouldn’t mind that, but it isn’t easy just sitting here.” Nokto was speaking again. “And while I’m aware you don’t shy away from exhibitionism yourself–”

“We’ve all seen you in the gardens, Jin.” Leon interrupted.

Clavis laughed.

I kissed Licht a second time, and I felt him relax into it, leaning into me.

“Yes,” Nokto continued. “We’ve all seen you in the gardens.”

“I’m an attractive man in the prime of my life. And I treat my women right. Wherever they want it, however they want it.”

At a snail’s pace, I pulled away from Licht, brushing my nose against his before I fully moved away, letting go of his face and sitting back down on Clavis’ lap.

“Nokto, if you want to volunteer, just say it.” Leon cut in again.

“It’s not that simple.” Nokto turned to look at Leon. “We don’t get to say who gets to do what with Dahlia, she’s not a commodity. And it seems a certain older brother of ours wasn’t entirely clear on what might take place, if you haven’t noticed from her cluelessness and hesitation.”

Clavis laughed again. “Oopsie.”

I frowned down at him. “You’re a wicked man.” I whispered to him, which only made his grin grow wider.

“So Dahlia gets to make the choice herself.” Leon said with a shrug. “But not everyone wants to be the center of attention. We need to let those that want to abstain do so.”

“Wait. Hang on a second.” I jumped into the ongoing conversation. “I understand that not everyone is interested. And yes, I was not informed of any possibility of this sort either. And of course I wouldn’t ask anyone to put themselves in a position they don’t want to. But I can’t just make a choice like that. I’ve never even thought of it before! And if I had to pick, I’d feel like I’m picking between you all.” I shook my head. “I don’t like that. I don’t want to make a choice where it’s one of you and not another.”

Leon stared at me, considering what I had to say. Nokto tilted his head curiously, likely planning a way to use the information. And Clavis smiled up at me in a way that looked genuine rather than his practiced pleasant mask.

“You’re an amazingly interesting woman.” He whispered to me.

“You understand what you’re saying, right?” Nokto was using his serious voice with me - one I didn’t often hear from him.

“I think so?” I squirmed slightly, realizing the implications in what I had said.

That thrill of trying something new and exciting and not knowing how it was going to turn out returned after having been squashed during Clavis’ threat to run off with me. I loved all the men here, and I trusted them all. I was offering to put myself in their hands, and was willing to go along with whatever came, until the point I said ‘no more’. Somehow this small party had taken a turn from a birthday celebration to a sex party and now I was practically proposing an orgy.

Nokto studied me for a few seconds. “Okay. If we’re going to get involved in something like this, we’re going to need someone to keep their head. King Highness, you’re the least likely to resort to your baser instincts.”

Clavis laughed louder than he had all day, and I pressed my lips together, turning slightly so Chev couldn’t see me trying to hold back my amusement. They didn’t know Chevalier like I did, but they knew how he was for thirty years, before I found the human heart in him.

“You really didn’t pull that punch at all, did you, Nokto?” Jin snickered.

“And? We all know how he is. Out of all of us, King Highness is the most detached and logical. Dahlia’s going to need someone to keep an eye on her. It doesn’t matter how long a night of passion any of you have had with her before, when you add more people, this turns into a marathon. Dahlia, have you been with multiple people the same night before?”

“Well… no.”

“Then King Highness, Dahlia is in your charge.”

I turned to look at Chev, who I thought looked just a little perturbed. He blinked and his eyes moved from Nokto to me. I mouthed a ‘thank you’ and gave an apologetic smile.

“If anyone wants to abstain, like Leon said, it’s your choice.”

I glanced around the room, but no one said anything one way or the other. I felt a flutter in my stomach, and I pulled in a slow breath. I wrapped my hands around Clavis’ lapels, stroking my thumbs against the material to give me something to focus on rather than the nerves that were starting to show themselves again.

“Is that it?” I glanced in Nokto’s direction.

“Yeah, that’s it.”

Those words should have set us in action, but no one moved. I didn’t expect them to clamor over each other, but it was awkward that no one was doing anything. I was sitting naked, in the middle of a room with my lovers, and despite the conversation driving events to this point, we all sat silently. I was a little disappointed. I didn’t have many expectations, since I hadn’t planned for this in the first place, but I did have a hope that something was going to happen.

The rustling of fabric behind me had me turning to see what was going on, and as I did so, Jin scooped me up from Clavis’ lap under my arms, and the next thing I knew, I was skin to skin with Jin’s chest. He had discarded his long coat and shirt with surprising speed seeing as how I barely had time to turn around before he was picking me up.

“How many times do I have to offer before you take me up on it?” He backed up and brought us both down on the sofa he was sharing with Chev, though this time he gave Chev ample space. I was facing him like I had been with Clavis, and I shifted while he moved me so we sat comfortably with me straddling his lap.

“I guess at least once more?” I rested one hand on his broad shoulder, and ran my fingers through his short hair on the back of his head, toying with it like I liked to do.

“Alright,” he smirked and took my chin in his fingers, tipping it  to the perfect angle for our lips to meet. “Dahlia,” a quick kiss from him and my attention was fully on him. “Let me have you.” Another kiss touched my lips, this time his tongue flicked along my upper lip and left me chasing him with my own as I parted my lips for him but he pulled away. “For tonight, and for always.”

My heart squeezed at the words. I’d heard him say them before, but they always got me. Jin was not someone who kept a partner for long. He was interested in a good time, sometimes a one night stand, whatever he had it was always short and shallow, and he liked it that way. He didn’t want feelings attached. And while I knew he was that sort of man, I couldn’t help but want to experience it once. But once turned into twice - which wasn’t like him. Then a third time. And from there it became something more than just a good time.

He was still indulging in other women, and that was fine with me. But I was the only one that he had fallen for, and being something to him that no one else was made me feel special in ways I couldn’t express.

“Jin…” I sighed his name and he moved to catch it, sealing my mouth with his and tasting his name on my tongue.

I traced my fingers over his muscles, the way he was bulky and built was not just appealing to the eyes, it felt amazing to have them flex and move under my touch. The way his shoulder moved when sliding his hand along my side. The way his stomach flexed when driving his hips into mine. As soft as he was on me, his body was anything but.

For the second time in under an hour, Jin lavished me with adoration with his lips, his tongue, and his hands. He stole my breath away, leaving me gasping out sighs in responsorial psalm like a congregation singing a refrain during mass. Every stroke of his tongue on my skin was laced with veneration and love. Every placement of his lips was an offering of pleasure and praise.

There wasn’t a man alive that made me feel so perfect in my own skin.

It didn’t take long before I was longing for him to fill me. As much as I loved the way he loved me, we had already enjoyed this sequence. Thanks to Clavis, I had already came, and while also thanks to Clavis I had lost that post-climax high, I was still sensitive and felt need with little effort.

“Jin, please…” I leaned back to remove him from my breasts where he had inevitably ended up. His wine colored eyes looked as intoxicated as I felt, unfocused and hazy with lust. “I can’t wait any longer.”

He leaned in to touch a gentle kiss to my lips, and one of his hands slid around to my back. This was the way our dance always began in this position. I lifted myself from his lap, his hand providing some support to lean against so his other hand could get between our legs and free himself from his trousers. We kept our mouths connected, the movements slow and practiced for us.

The most difficult part of our ritual was when Jin would lubricate himself with my wetness. Keeping my lips on his when I wanted to simply moan his name was a cruel request, and as his finger and the tip of his dick rubbed against me this time, it was torturous. I inhaled sharply, and opened my mouth to let out a throaty moan, and Jin took the opportunity to devour me. His mouth moved ravenously against mine, and his tongue was no longer sweet with reverence, but lapped and ravaged my mouth.

I sunk down on his cock, rocking him inside of me, which only made the sounds that were pouring out of me come at shorter intervals and Jin was there trying to catch every one as if he wanted to keep my voice all to himself.

His hands dragged against my skin to latch onto my hips, I liked the way it felt like he was holding onto me for dear life. He didn’t need to move me while I was on top, but sometimes he’d drag me against him and I really loved that. The way it angled his dick inside me and tilted my pelvis so that my clit could get stimulation - heavenly.

We hadn’t even started to fuck in earnest, and he was already throbbing inside me, and I felt myself clench in response. I started rolling my hips as I pulled away and dropped back onto him, wanting to feel the slap of his skin against my pussy on impact. There was no reason to take our time, no reason to go slow and draw this out. My cunt was already primed to play, swollen and sensitive to the touch.

Jin matched my rhythm and met me with his own thrusts as I bounced against him. He grunted and I responded back louder than I had been a moment before. I knew I was growing in volume, I never was able to manage my voice while in the act, but the way hearing him made me feel only drove me further to the edge and I couldn’t contain the sounds that came from me.

I didn’t need words of appreciation, or promises of love forever from him, his grunts and groans told me the same sweet things in my mind.

“Oh… Jin– hnnaah… haaah…” I panted between heaving breaths. Sweat glistened on my body like morning dew, I could feel the slick sheen where our skin touched. The mental acknowledgement awakened my senses to how the cool air licked at my skin, and my flesh quickly prickled with goosebumps.

I shivered even while I was burning up.

Jin pumped into me vigorously and I knew I was about to lose the last threads holding my sense of reason together. I clutched at his shoulder, digging my nails into the meat there. Jin groaned and that was the last of any rational thought. I couldn’t be certain if my orgasm started in my crotch or my head, but it ripped through me and both places felt like they were firing all synapses at once.

My cunt spasmed, squeezing Jin’s cock inside me, and making every stroke he was still thrusting into me alight with an overwhelming amount of sensation that couldn’t be put into words even if I had the capacity to do so. I no longer could keep any sort of rhythm, Jin taking over to ride out my orgasm, holding my hips while he continued to pound into me.

I wanted to collapse, to fall onto him and let him use me however he felt like doing so. I wanted to sprawl out on my back and have him hike up my leg and grind into me while I clutched at the sheets. But we weren’t in his room or mine, and we didn’t have the space available to do those things. We were on a sofa. And up until this point, I had forgotten that we weren’t the only ones in the room.

While still very much aware that I was mid-coitus with Jin, I opened my eyes to take stock of the others in the room who I could easily see - that meant only Chevalier if he was still sharing the couch, and Leon in the chair further away. Chev was still sharing the sofa, not having moved from his spot in the corner, but instead of returning to a book like I had expected him to have done, he was watching me.

An indescribable jolt ran down my spine, much like the way my climax sent the wave of euphoria crashing against my skull, but in the opposite direction and not as intense. I felt my core clench and couldn’t help the way my body pushed out a moan. All from his eyes being on me. I felt another shiver and my skin prickled with goosebumps again. I didn’t even know they had gone away.

It felt harder to breathe, for some reason. I felt like I was being worked up without Chev even touching me. I was keenly aware of Jin’s rough hands on my hips, and Jin’s dick churning inside me, and I gasped, trying to catch my breath. The longer he held me with his gaze, the more I felt like I was teetering towards an edge that I hadn’t been at before, and I knew I was about to fall into whatever place that was.

Jin groaned again and I closed my eyes as my body convulsed through another climax.

I grabbed onto Jin, holding onto him for dear life. I buried my face in his shoulder and chomped down on him without thinking or considering him. My voice reached a peak of lewd cries I couldn’t keep from coming out of me that I almost didn’t recognize. One of Jin’s hands moved from my hip. I felt him pull my body away from his pelvis, and the brush of his forearm against my thigh as he pulled out of me and pinched his dick, preventing his seed from spilling in me.

I finally relinquished his shoulder from my teeth, and while I hadn’t broken the skin, I had clearly damaged the tissue underneath. He was sure to bruise from that.

Slowly and shakily I climbed off of him, spilling onto the couch in the most disgraceful display I’ve managed yet. I didn’t care. I was spent and felt fuzzy and lethargic and thought I might be able to sleep the rest of the day if given the choice.

The touch of leather against my forehead prompted me to open my eyes, and I saw Chevalier looking down at me, smoothing my matted hair away from my face. No one knew how delicately he handled me. Everyone saw him as a monster, a cold and calculated beast, but he had kindness in him that came through when he was dealing with me. I smiled softly up at him.

“Sensational!” Clavis’ voice rang out as if he was cheering for a performance. He had been sitting on the sofa across from us when Jin and I had–

Oh god, he’s cheering for us!-- It doesn’t matter. Nope. Move on! Don’t dwell on it, Dahlia.

When Jin and I began fucking, Clavis was on the opposite sofa, but now it sounded like he was… My eyes wandered from Chevalier to the back of the couch I was laying on, and Clavis peered over at me with a smile on his face.

He set his forearm down to lean against the sofa, and like Chev had done, he smoothed another messy strand of damp hair from my face. “That was quite delightful to watch. I especially liked the faces you made, my dear.”

“Jin, you’re not…” Nokto sighed, and I realized his voice was also coming from behind the couch where Clavis was.

Licht’s soft voice came from the same direction. “...On the carpet…”

Leon laughed, and at least he was where I expected him to be, still reclining in the chair.

“Is that why you’re over there?” I asked.

“While my older brother is certainly a looker, I’d much rather see a beautiful woman reveling in pleasure.” He leaned a bit closer and lowered his voice. “And you were gorgeous. A sight to behold.”

I wonder what sorts of faces Clavis makes…

I dismissed the thought as soon as it surfaced, more concerned about his current state. Clavis was the type to be overly dramatic, especially when he was covering up for something.

“Provide a towel next time.” Jin responded in the background, a laugh in his voice.

I searched his eyes, trying to catch the truth of how he felt. Any time he complimented me, I knew he was sincere, but I found it hard to imagine that seeing someone else make me come didn’t play on his insecurities. He was exceptionally talented in many things, but he had a complex when it came to Chevalier and it bled into his other relationships.

I reached up and brushed at his hair. With him leaning over me, his wavy bangs hung within reach and I used a finger to move it away from his eyes while I touched his face with the back of my knuckles. He turned towards my touch and dropped a soft kiss against my hand.

Clavis’ eyes flicked away from me and he straightened slightly, lifting out of my reach. I glanced in the direction he had looked and came face to face with Leon who had come to crouch by the sofa.

“Hey, Dahlia.” Leon gave me a warm smile and I smiled back at him. I found him so charming and easy to smile around.

“Hey, Leon.” Dropping the hand I had held up to Clavis, I switched hands and brushed Leon’s bangs away from his face, trailing my knuckles against his ear, the angle not giving me many other options for contact.

Leon caught my hand before I moved it away and turned his head to press a kiss to the back of it. His fingers inched along the inside of my palm and encompassed my hand so he could hold it while we spoke. “How are you feeling?”

I chuckled, trying to think of a succinct way to describe everything that was going on inside me. My body felt pleasantly sore, and also pleasantly warm and tingling. My head was fuzzy, but in the way that initial inebriation makes the world hazy and beautiful. “Mmmn, good? Yeah. Very good.” I nodded, happy with my answer.

“Good,” he repeated back to me. “If you haven’t had a change of heart, I have something in mind.”

“Yeah?” I found myself staring into his burning amber eyes. He was always so composed on the surface, but so much emotion churned in his gaze.

“Yeah,” he grinned and turned his face once again to gently kiss the back of my hand.

“I’m still all in. I’m yours.”

Sluggishly, I shifted and pushed myself up to a seated position, looking to Leon for direction. He was the type that liked to take control - that liked to have control. He wasn’t against me being forward, but he wanted to have a handle on most matters, and especially liked to watch the mess I could become when he made me lose control.

Leon helped me to stand, and after running his hungry eyes down my body and back up, he guided me closer to him, and turned me around so he was standing behind me. I leaned into him, laying my head on his chest and lazily took in the rest of the room. I could see everyone but Jin, and Leon, of course; Chevalier was still comfortably seated on the sofa, Clavis leaning against the back of it; Licht and Nokto weren’t exactly next to each other, but they had congregated in the same area, standing further behind Clavis.

That sparkling shiver that came from the thrill of all this ran through me again. The thoughts of what I must have looked like with Jin replayed in my mind, and those four sets of eyes had all witnessed it. They were still watching me. I think I liked it. At the very least, I didn’t hate it.

Leon’s hands roughly ran over my body, down my arms, to my thighs as far as he could reach without bending over, and back up to outline my hips, my waist, and cup my breasts. That firm touch turned featherlight as his fingers grazed the round of my breasts and one by one brushed my nipples, causing them to grow stiff.

I sighed, and my eyelids dipped. His fingers continued to explore, bringing heat to each part of me he touched. His mouth moved to my ear and I felt him nip at it. The hazy thought that he was putting on a show for the others faded into my head, but before I could examine it further, it drifted back to the back of my mind.

My fingers chased his, brushing against his hands, wrists, and forearms when he lingered long enough for me to touch him. Frustrated that I had nothing to hold onto, I lifted one hand above my shoulder and Leon nipped at my fingertips that were now level with his mouth. His tongue darted to lick one. His lips kissed another. My fingers twitched when his breath gusted over them, but they welcomed Leon’s mouth each time he paid attention to one.

“Climb onto the couch.” He rumbled next to my ear. “On your knees.”

I did as instructed. I didn’t want to fight. I didn’t have a reason to deny the command. My knees sank into the seat of the sofa and I lifted a hand to the back of the couch to steady myself. The height of the sofa brought me only a few inches higher than if I had been standing on the carpeted floor, but I was once again struck with how performative this all seemed. It was like I had crawled onto a platform for the rest of the men to watch as Leon worked me into a desperate mess.

Leon was once again at my back, and his hand pushed down my torso, a single finger slipping between my labia and nudging against my clit. I sank my hips as I tried to skid a knee outward to open myself for easier reach.

“That’s it. Spread your legs for me.” Leon’s deep voice was felt by me as much as it was heard.

Gripping the back of the couch with both hands, I shifted and adjusted until my legs were far enough apart that Leon could fondle my sex. It was no surprise that I was still damp with arousal, and Leon used that to his advantage. He slicked two of his fingers and dragged them against my clit.

I inhaled sharply. “Leon,” I quietly warned him. I had already had so much stimulation that I was more sensitive than usual and I was going to need a more gentle hand to avoid discomfort.

“I got it,” he purred in my ear and settled his fingers over the hood of my clit, tucking the nub between where his fingers met so one fingertip was on each side. When he pressed against it and dug downward at the same time, I felt myself ease up, the memory of the rough pain from a moment ago replaced with a sweet sensation that I felt stimulating me to my core.

I held tightly to the couch, using that as my anchor while Leon drew circles into my soft mound with my clit held hostage between his fingers. The way he wasn’t even touching the sensitive bud directly, but still managing to ignite the nerves left me aching internally. I wanted him and I wanted him inside me.

My breathing became shorter and more labored, and I rubbed myself against his fingers, rolling my hips to move him where I enjoyed his touch most. He had nothing to go on to see if I liked a certain spot or not since he couldn’t see my face, so I had to take charge myself.

Through half-lidded eyes, my intoxicated gaze moved to the closest man in my line of sight - Clavis. He hadn’t moved from his perch on the back of the sofa. As if he felt my eyes on him, his golden gaze snapped to meet mine. He was close enough I could easily tell where he was looking. The way I was grinding myself against Leon’s hand surely made me look like a sex-obsessed strumpet. Yet he still met me eye to eye, and I could see more than hedonistic delight in his shimmering eyes.

You still love me. This changes nothing for you.

My previous worry that living out the experience would change the dynamics between my relationships with each of them seemed a ridiculous notion now. And somehow the realization that there wasn’t a thing I could do today, in this room, involving the people I loved that would cause a rift between any of them and myself gave me a new desire to push as far as I could to pleasure myself. I wanted to have it all. I wanted to rut and come and fuck and love every single one of them. To feel them inside me and make them feel just as good. I wanted to be selfish and greedy and– the lust was making me senseless, and… that was okay with me. I didn’t have to think anymore.

“Kiss me, Clavis.” I gasped between pants.

I didn’t need to ask a second time. He moved from where he was leaning to in front of me, bending over the back of the sofa so he could take my mouth. I leaned in to meet him. His hand cupped the back of my head and his lips crashed against mine. A moan rolled from my throat, and Clavis tried to pull another from me, his tongue swirling deep in my mouth. When we broke from each other, he came back for another kiss, like he couldn’t get enough of the taste or the feel of me.

I was making wanton sounds as I let go of my reservations. Clavis hungrily claimed my lips again and again, and Leon’s fondling of my cunny stoked the ache I had been feeling between my legs. The pressure that needed to be stroked from inside grew more intense.

I turned my head away from Clavis, the only way I knew I could prevent him - and myself - from connecting again and swallowing up my words. “Leon, I need you.”

Clavis peppered the side of my face with kisses in lieu of my lips - my cheekbone, my jaw, the corner of my mouth. I turned back to him, a half-whine and half-sigh calling him back to me, which he gratefully answered. Our lips moved together, our tongues dancing and twisting.

I leaned further into Clavis, tilting my ass into the air so Leon could take me from behind, and I felt him pressing against my entrance. It didn’t take any effort for his cock to ease into me, but I felt every inch of it as it stretched me, my cunt adjusting to his size. I gasped as I flexed and clenched against him, giving a satisfied groan when I felt him bottom out, his pelvis flush against my pussy.

Relentless with his attempt to conquer and claim my mouth, Clavis pulled me back into another kiss, barely giving me the time to breath between the noises that dominated my airway.

Leon was gentle and slow - making it feel like he was teasing me rather than fucking me. His arm was snaked around my waist to continue rubbing my clit, no longer concerned about keeping the extra layer of protection my clitoral hood had given me between his fingers and myself. I wanted him to rub me from the inside in the same manner, not the gentle long strokes he was doing.

In an attempt to spur him on, I pushed against him, rocking myself onto his cock, and breaking away from Clavis to moan appreciatively.

With my words now uninhibited, I glanced over my shoulder at his ridiculously charming, ridiculously exciting, ridiculously handsome, heated, and adoring face. “Leon! Fuck me proper!”

He laughed. It was so good to hear him laughing in the midst of everything else that was going on. His hand fell away from my cunt and he held my hips, once again pulling out slowly as if he was teasing me, but this time he slammed back into me.

I saw stars. I felt myself spasm around his dick, and I shivered from the sudden impact and the way it sent sparks through my body, running along my spine and into the base of my skull.

“Is that what you were looking for?” Leon asked, once again moving agonizingly slowly as he dragged himself out and eased back into me.

I nodded fervently. “Yes! Please! Again?”

He gave my sex another smack with his and my body reacted in the same fashion it had the first time. A low, throaty groan ran from my parted lips.

I had forgotten about Clavis’ waiting mouth.

I had even forgotten about this staged performance with my other lovers watching.

All I could think about was the need I had and how absolutely dreadful Leon was being by not meeting it.

I arched my back to tip my hips down as far as I could, aiming to push him deeper within me, hoping to hit the spot just right on his next thrust. Gripping onto the back of the sofa so tightly my knuckles were turning white, I hung my head and growled in frustration - to which Leon responded with another quick stroke and slap of his body against mine. The growl turned into a moan and desperate gasping whines.

I felt someone’s hand on mine and snapped my head up to find Clavis looking down at me, something glittering and hard in his gold eyes. It was not something I’d witnessed from him before, and the inscrutable look caused my heart to jump into a rapid pattering. A warning in the back of my hazy thoughts cut through, reminding me that he was a beast as much as anyone else here, and I shuddered involuntarily at how helpless I felt.

What an exhilarating feeling it was.

How provocative the thought was.

It stirred a desire in me I didn’t know I had had. To be in his hands. To be at his mercy. To have this loving, affectionate, considerate, sensual man pushed to a point where he wanted nothing more than to make me his. To claim me.

Leon rammed into me and my debauched moan was cut short by a sudden intake of air as I saw Clavis’ eyes darken further.

Another thrust and another heady sigh came unbidden from me.

Clavis deftly climbed over the back of the sofa, lifting one of my hands to sit himself on the edge of it between my arms. Leon chose now to make good on my request, another pound into my pussy and I whimpered, feeling trapped between the two of them.

I bit my lip, trying - and failing - to shutter my voice. Turning my head, I tried to further press my mouth into my own arm. This led to my lewd cries turning into mewling and keening through cut-off panting and puffing, accompanying the sounds our bodies were making as my lover roughly hammered into me.

Delicate fingers touched under my chin. I gasped another breath to hold back another moan. That tender touch turned firm at my refusal to follow his guidance. Clavis took my chin between his fingers and brought my face away from my arm. I glanced up at him and once again a spark sizzled along my spine at the look in his eyes, and then Leon smacked another moan out of me.

That was it. The sound came out of my mouth and I no longer could hold back.

Everytime the clap of his skin hitting mine sounded, another sound of pleasure followed.

Leon pumped more vigorously, and I grew louder. I was certain my sounds were encouraging him, and his pistoning into me built my moans, and the cycle continued. My cunt throbbed. Leon squeezed my hips, fingers digging into my curves. Clavis held my face towards him, and I fought to keep my eyes in focus on him. I was teetering on the edge of climax. My lower abdomen felt like a spring that was tightly wound, and instead of release, it would coil a sliver more as Leon stuffed me with his cock.

“Fuck– Dahlia. Come for me.” Leon was close. He said those words and my body reacted. Like a whip crack, my orgasm snapped through me. The coil in my stomach squeezed and clenched over and over again. Rolling tight as it unraveled a little more each time. Leon was relentless, not giving me a moment to combat the overwhelming spasms as he continued to probe me with his dick, which felt like it was somehow getting bigger inside me.

I squeezed my eyes shut and dipped my chin to hook Clavis’ thumb in my mouth. I’d never done that to him before, and I wasn’t sure if I caught him off-guard, or if he was allowing me to do so, but I dragged my teeth against it, desperately wanting to bite him. I pushed and prodded with my tongue, caressing in waves like I couldn’t decide whether I wanted to eject him from my mouth, or lasso him back in.

Leon pulled me against him, his thrust going deeper but barely pulling out. One. Two. Three and he held me still, his cock twitching and throbbing inside me. I heaved and huffed. My moans had stopped and my legs shook from the exertion my body had just gone through. I pushed Clavis’ thumb from my mouth with my tongue and sank, dropping my head on the inside of his knee.

Leon’s warm hand stroked my back soothingly.

Once again, I was spent. I imagined curling up in the comforters and sleeping until the sun rose tomorrow. But there were no blankets here.

Leon pulled out of me, and I needed no prompting to slide my knees forward so I could drop my rear to the seat of the couch. His hand was only off of me for a moment before I felt Leon rubbing wide circles on my back again. He had crouched down to where I was huddled against the only support I had at the moment - Clavis’ leg and the sofa itself.

His lips were achingly gentle as he kissed my ear, then my cheek, then the corner of my jaw. He nuzzled into me, trying to find a way to cuddle affectionately. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to, it was simply that I just couldn’t move. I hadn’t ever come so hard, or so often, in such quick succession.

“I love you,” Leon rumbled as he nuzzled against me.

“Mmmmn,” was all I could manage in return.

Someone began petting my head - I assumed Clavis due to our close proximity, but I didn’t care to look up to be certain at the moment. My eyes drifted shut while I was sandwiched between the two of them. I no longer felt cornered as they affectionately caressed me, I just felt loved.

My breathing evened out, and either exhaustion or exaltation pulled me towards sleep. I hadn’t realized I was drifting off until the world dimly registered on my senses again, first with the absence of Leon’s body heat as he moved away from me. The cool air of the room rushed in and goosebumps quickly covered me. Something draped over me like a blanket a moment later, and I reached up to tug it around my shoulders and under my chin, noting the fur lining the top of it.

Chevalier’s cloak.

With a slow inhale, I drew in his scent and nuzzled against the collar. He was so sweet on me.

“And what is it you think you’re doing?” Clavis' voice was sharp overhead, burning away the last of the fog of sleep that had overtaken me. I peered upwards and noticed he was looking at someone else out of my line of sight, they must have been standing somewhere behind me - which included most of the room with the way I was snuggled against the couch between Clavis’ legs.

“You’re in my way.” Chevalier answered in his usual annoyed monotone.

I twisted around to see Chev standing over me, and clearly Clavis was in an antagonistic mood regarding him.

“I rather like it here, so I think I’ll stay, thank you. I know what you’re thinking, and like hell I’m going to let you brutishly manhandle Dahlia. It’s not right to treat a lady like a sack of potatoes.”

“Clavis.” I called his name in warning, but I wasn’t angry with what he said. I was aware of how he felt about Chevalier, and the way Chev handled me - though he never sees the care Chev takes with me. He may be clumsy when it comes to being gentle, but he tries. “I’m right here. I can speak for myself.”

Clavis leaned over me, almost like he was intending to shield me from Chev, and while I thought it was adorable, I didn’t need protecting from the brutal beast.

Looking up into Chev’s eyes, I gave a small smile. “Thank you for your cloak. I think I dozed off there.”

“You appear to have hit your limit.”

“Hmmmm. Perhaps.” I quietly assessed myself, the soreness in my hips, thighs, and stomach were easy for me to identify even without moving. Thinking about how I worked those muscles sent a small aftershock through me, making the soreness more apparent. “But I don’t think I’m quite ready to go, yet.”

It had been a wonderful party, and a series of experiences that I never imagined would take place, but I had come initially to spend time with everyone. I felt like I’ve barely said a word to anyone.

We kind of… got started right away.

I hadn’t had the chance to drink with Leon and Jin. Or try to feed Jin something more than sweets. On that note, I hadn’t had the opportunity to try to feed Licht something more than sweets - though he was easier because he listened to my requests. As much as I’d hate to admit it, I also hadn’t gotten to enjoy Clavis being his usual self and getting into some sort of mischief. And even if Chev wanted to just sit and read while here, I wouldn’t have minded sitting next to him while I drank, or fed, or laughed, or talked with anyone else in the room.

I still also had to put my dress back on. I was certainly not going to be carried through the corridors wearing only Chevalier’s cloak.

Chev watched me for a moment longer before he quietly sighed and his gaze snapped away during a blink of his eyes. “You will not get a choice the next time you push yourself.”

I pressed my lips together, trying to keep the chuckle locked in my chest, also glancing away from him as he returned to the side of the sofa he had claimed since before I arrived. The next time I looked over at him, he had taken up his book as I expected him to do, and was spending his time doing something he enjoyed while letting me spend time enjoying myself.

Nokto strolled into the sitting area, relaxing on the sofa opposite me again. “I thought King Highness was going to carry you out of here. You haven’t had enough, yet?”

Nokto’s smile was seductive and his words were full of implications - rightfully so seeing as how I’d fornicated with two men in an exploration of my own sexual desires.

“Please, that’s not what this is about.” I looked around the room, trying to locate everyone else, but Clavis was blocking my view of the tables with food and drinks. I craned my neck to look up at my looming lover. “Clavis, do you think you could sit properly?”

“I don’t do anything properly if I can help it, but I will come down to your side if that is what you’re wishing for. I know, you’re the shy sort, otherwise I wouldn’t have had to set this up for you. But next time, you could just confess you want my company. Or that you want to fuck me as my brothers watch. I can arrange it!” As he spoke, he agilely moved from his perch on the back of the couch to sit next to me - unfortunately putting him next to Chev.

“Jin and Leon are over by the alcohol.” Nokto filled me in.

“Oh? Okay, and Licht?”

Nokto’s eyes shifted behind me and I turned to spot Licht over by the table piled with baked goods. Content to be by himself, munching on the sweet treats, he looked like he might have actually been enjoying himself. He didn’t smile often, and he rarely spoke, but I was learning to read his body language.

Popping another cookie in his mouth, his cherry eyes looked my way and caught me watching him. I saw him swallow down the mouthful before he wandered closer, slowly making his way towards the sitting area.

“You could just ask him to join us. He’s head over heels for you, you know.” Nokto said with a teasing musical lilt to his voice.

“I know. And I’m also head over heels for him. But things like this don’t change overnight. I’m just happy he came today.” I smiled to myself as I watched Licht amble over, stopping at the edge of where the far chairs were turned inward marking the sitting area.

I turned to Clavis, the question from the start of the party returning to my mind. “How did you manage that, anyways? It’s obvious that Nokto was convinced with some suggestions of eroticism– and probably Jin, too. What about everyone else?”

Clavis beamed at me and brought a finger up to his lips in a shushing gesture. “A man must keep an air of mystery about himself, my dear. If I gave away all my secrets, how would I continue to amaze and astound you?”

“You know that I think you’re amazing even when I know your secrets. Besides, I thought we were partners in villainy.”

“Ahaha! Oh, how I adore you.” He gently set his fingers under my chin and lured me into a soft kiss that felt too fleeting. Pulling back only a hair’s breadth from me, his words delicately gusted over my own lips as he murmured for my ears only. “I simply told them you wanted them here.”

Another soft kiss touched my lips as I furrowed my brow. “Wait, that’s it?”

“Shhhhh,” Clavis whispered and kissed me again, his tongue flicking along my bottom lip, trying to coax me into a deeper kiss. I parted my lips, but I was still running the answer through my head, imagining Clavis saying four words and each one of the men here deciding that was enough for them.

I grinned, feeling like my heart was ready about to burst, not just from the love that everyone here had for me, but also because Clavis knew that was all it would take - and he did it for me. He was incredibly clingy. He had a complex that ran deeper than any I’ve ever seen. He was needy, and wicked, and up to villainous mischief at every opportunity, and he was caring, and considerate, and always put me first even if he wanted to be first– even when he knew he wasn’t automatically first in my life.

“Have you fallen more madly in love with me?” He would tease me with that from time to time, and usually I would say no. Even the times that I had felt my heart grow a little closer to his - to swell a little more with affection for him - I would still say no.

“Of course I have, you wonderfully amazing man.” I raised my arms to encircle his neck, Chev’s cloak falling away since I was no longer clutching it around me. Before Clavis could pull back, I captured him in a forceful kiss, trying to pour all my love into him.

He went stiff at first, but then I felt him smile against my mouth, and as I hungrily sought him out, he returned in kind. His tongue twisted with mine, our lips coming together and parting over and over, growing more heated and more desperate every time our mouths met again until finally I pulled away, panting.

“You can keep going, I’ll wait.” Jin’s voice tore me from my moment with Clavis, and I looked up to see him standing right behind the sofa, two glasses in his hands, filled nearly to the brim with what was surely hard liquor. He extended one to me. “Here, Dahlia. I thought you might be parched.”

“Thank you.” I accepted the glass and sipped at it. It was sweet and smooth and it was probably the best alcohol the palace had. Jin knew his drink as well as he knew his women, and he appreciated and savored both.

His large hand brushed my hair back in a tender caress, and he moved around the room to join Nokto on the sofa across from me. Leon had claimed the upholstered chair he was sitting in earlier, and Licht still hovered on the border of the seats. Idle conversation began to flow between the group as I sipped my drink and continued to watch Licht.

“Licht, come here.” I waved my hand, beckoning him over.

Obediently, he crossed the threshold to the sitting area and came to a stop in front of me. I had been considering how best to draw him into the group, and Nokto’s suggestion of just asking him to be part of it kept circling around and surfacing as the best option. Holding my glass up to him, I took up his other hand and pushed my cup into his palm. He took it immediately, but frowned at me. Licht wasn’t a big drinker, so I understood why he was confused, but I wasn’t asking him to drink, I just wanted him to hold it for me.

“Here, have a seat.” I rose from the sofa and turned with him to change spots.

He didn’t sit down.

“Sit.” I said purposefully. I didn’t want to have to command him, but it seemed like he wasn’t going to follow through with my request.

Licht sat in the spot I had been, now sharing the couch with Clavis and Chevalier who was still in the corner reading his book.

“Good.” I had to leave the rest of the praise inside my head.

“I preferred you by my side.” Clavis practically pouted.

“Where will you sit?” Licht looked up at me.

“You can sit on my lap.” Jin offered.

“You already pulled that line, Jin.” Nokto sighed.

“There are plenty of open seats, you all.” Leon reminded everyone. “But Dahlia, if you want to share mine, I won’t complain.”

I raised my hands to silence everyone. I already had an idea forming before I called Licht over, I just had to go through with it - if he was willing. I lowered myself to my knees, taking a spot on the ground by Licht’s feet. Carefully, I wove myself between his knees, facing him.

“What’s this now?” Nokto sounded amused.

Licht looked at me with surprise, his ruby eyes wide. It was a little strange seeing him from this angle, and I understood his surprise - I never took the subservient role with him. I wanted to praise him for all his good behavior, though, and by the time we’d have time alone again it would be too late to positively reinforce his obedience.

Edging as close as I could to him, I reached for his belt, never breaking eye contact. His gloved hand grabbed mine, “Wait.”

I raised an eyebrow, waiting for him. I honestly wasn’t sure if Licht even liked his cock being sucked, I’d never done it for him and he never requested it. I wasn’t opposed to giving someone head, I’d done it for everyone else in the room– wait. My eyes shifted to Clavis beside Licht. Everyone else in the room except Clavis.

“Dahlia.” I darted my gaze back to Licht. “I don’t need…” He trailed off.

“I want to.” I tried to assure him. I really did want to. I felt no obligation, and wouldn’t put myself in a position where intimacy felt like an obligation. I owed no one my body. “If you want to say no, say no. I won’t push. It’s your choice.”

Licht stared at me intently and I gave him the time he needed to come to his decision while staring right back at him. His hand moved away from mine and he gave a small nod. I resumed my task of loosening his belt, and as my hands worked next to his manhood, I felt it filling out his pants. He adjusted his erection and I opened his trousers to free it further from the restrictive material.

Licking my lips, I took hold of his dick and leaned towards him to get a comfortable position to pop him in my mouth. As I flicked my tongue against the head of his penis, it twitched and bounced and I fought to keep the giggle from being heard. I loved when they did that. It was like a man’s dick had a mind of its own, and when it twitched like that it always made me think that they were trembling with anticipation. It was a good feeling to know that I could excite someone that much.

Slowly, I wrapped my mouth around the tip of his cock, sucking on it lightly to work up enough saliva in my mouth to wet his shaft. Once it felt like I was ready, I slipped down further on his dick, taking more of him into my mouth, toying with his cock with my tongue and lubricating him as I went. A few long pulls and bobs of my head, and Licht was slicked up enough that it should be easy enough to manage.

A soft noise came from above me, and I realized that he had moaned . It was small and barely audible, but it was certainly an appreciative sound. And having done so many myself that night, I felt I knew a moan when I heard one. I had barely even started, but now that I heard it once, I wanted to make him do it again. I sucked with more gusto, pushing him further to the back of my throat and alternating between quick strokes and long, powerful ones that made a popping noise when I broke the seal my mouth made.

Licht moaned again, the sound sweet and airy, like a blissful sigh.

The whole room was so quiet, I had almost forgotten others were here.

There was movement from the other sofa. Someone got off it and their footsteps brought them right behind me. The clink of a belt buckle and the rustling of fabric told me whoever it was was dropping their trousers. My body reacted to the promise of another fuck, my nipples puckered into nubs, and my sex tingled with arousal.

I popped Licht’s cock out of my mouth and twisted to see over my shoulder to see Nokto kneeling behind me. The way his arm was moving told me he was stroking himself, and the look in his eyes made his crimson gaze look like smoldering embers. On my way back to Licht, I glanced at Clavis, and once again his eyes took on that hard edge, causing me to pause.

I haven’t rewarded him, yet.

The thought came to me so clearly, I felt silly for not thinking of it sooner.

“Hang on, Nokto.” I said, and cautiously skidded my knees over the carpet to move from between Licht’s legs, to the point between Clavis and Licht. Idly, I stroked Licht, aiming to keep his erection.

“Clavis?” I peered up at him, biting back the smirk threatening to give my idea away.

“Yes, my dear?”

“Thank you for giving me a birthday I will never forget. Now, take off your belt and open your pants.”

I must have managed to keep a straight face because he froze for a moment, slowly blinking at me before bursting out in a rich chuckle. “I do so love it when you’re bold. As my lovely lover wishes.”

Licht whimpered another wispy sigh.

Clavis worked his belts off and soon he was tugging on his slacks to release his thick dick that was growing harder by the second.

I directed my gaze to Licht, still slowly stroking him. “I’ll be right back for you. Wait for me.”

Taking up Clavis in my other hand, I tugged on him a few times to help his hard on along. Then I leaned over and flicked my tongue against the tip of his dick, trying to tickle it into twitching for me. Not wanting to draw this out, I licked his shaft from base to tip, from the back of my tongue to the tip. He was thicker than Licht, and while I had never really compared them before, it was clear that he wasn’t going to be lubricated in the same way.

“Am I good now?” Nokto purred, a finger slipping between my legs to toy with my sex. Slowly he slicked it back and forth, turning it to coat himself with my wetness.

“Mmhmm.” I vibrated the sound on Clavis’ cock.

Nokto pushed two fingers inside me, twisting and hooking to run along my inner walls. I could always count on him to know how to work me up before sex. And the things he knew how to do while in the act… I liked the type of lover he was. He sought to find the things I liked most so he could repeat them, asking for guidance any time he was trying something new. ‘Do you like this?’ ‘Harder?’ ‘Slower?’ Nokto was adventurous but always wanted to make sure we both enjoyed ourselves.

I tried to edge my knees wider, giving his hand room to maneuver. Nokto caressed the ridges inside me, stroking with perfect pressure to cause my own pressure to build. That tight pull in my lower abdomen was winding itself with his every touch.

I popped my mouth off Clavis and moved back to Licht, this time rolling my hand on Clavis’ cock as I took Licht into my mouth again. He made that noise again as soon as my tongue touched him, and I wondered if gentler strokes would work better for him.

Clavis wrapped his own hand around mine, and I let him guide me on his own dick. I could feel his fist flex, showing me where he liked it tightest best, and the way my wrist was angled when he tugged in a certain direction told me which side he preferred. I knew it was individual for each man, just like I had preferences on where to be touched and how hard, and the way he was teaching me while letting me be part of it was really provocative.

When I moved to switch back to Clavis with my mouth, Nokto pulled his hand from my sex and I felt his cock gliding against my entrance. Tilting my hips for easier penetration, I took a moment to keep my mouth free to let Nokto bury himself inside me. And unbidden, the moan drifted between my lips, as I had expected it to.

I had no need to beg or direct Nokto. He knew what I liked from every angle and wasn’t the type to tease once we were committed to sex. Not only that, but he had his own way of prompting me with a touch or a squeeze, and without thinking I could shift so he could reach the right spot that would make my eyes roll into my skull.

While stuffing Clavis’ cock in my mouth, Nokto stuffed me with his. I also had to keep in mind how I was squeezing Licht, and somehow manage my own breathing– and it occurred to me that I might have made a mistake and taken on too much.

Clavis’ fingers pressed against my head, whether he was resting his hand on me or trying to guide me, I wasn’t sure. I hadn’t ever given him head because Clavis was the type to focus on me and my pleasure. He had said that he knows what he enjoys and seeing me get off was much more enjoyable for him, and his every action proved that. Except, today he looked like he was constantly teetering on the edge, and now I was giving him the chance to please himself while I got off from someone else.

I bobbed off Clavis, and gasped and groaned, my voice getting the chance to escape as I switched again. Nokto was rolling his hips to stimulate more than just one spot with his cock. Clavis had placed his hand on mine again, and while I was trying to keep up with the way he wanted me to move and grip, I was having a hard time thinking straight. I wrapped my tongue around Licht’s dick and once again he moaned, and I lost myself in the sound.

I had taken on too much, it was clear in this moment. I couldn’t think. I could barely breathe as I had to keep holding down moans because they had no sense of timing and when Licht was in the back of my throat there was nowhere for the air to go. Nokto was not moving in the same rhythm as I was sucking on Licht, and furthermore, Clavis had his own way with my hand– at least I didn’t have to concentrate on that.

I pulled Licht out of my mouth and raggedly keened, letting all the choked down noises pour out of me without restriction.

Nokto rocked into me.

Clavis’ hand tightened over mine.

Too much.

I pumped Licht’s shaft with my hand while I sucked and pulled on him with my mouth.

“Hnngh– Dahlia.” Licht clutched at his penis, pulling away from me, his fist on his own dick preventing me from deepthroating him again. I didn’t understand at first, all reason floating in the back of my head somewhere as lustful inebriation claimed my senses. The familiar throb of his cock in my hand, however, clued me in that he had cum.

I sucked Clavis inside me and tried to fit him fully into my mouth, but had to pull back to whine out moans that refused to be held down. Both of his hands were on my skull, this time. And while he didn’t force me down, or thrust himself into my mouth, he was trying to train me in something we hadn’t done before and I was not in the mindspace to be able to manage.

I was getting sloppier, needing more time to pant and gasp and moan, and not so cleanly sucking, threads of drool dripping away each time I pulled back. I would bob a few times and then pop off Clavis to let a few moans free, then repeat, but with no order or sequence. I had no control over the sounds or how Nokto moved in me and I was quickly losing the ability to even give head.

My mouth moved on Clavis, and his hands stayed on my head, and Nokto thrust into me and I moved to withdraw Clavis again–

“Wait!” This time he stopped me and I throatily moaned, thankful I hadn’t had him further in my mouth. But as soon as it had passed, I shoved him to the back of my throat and rolled my tongue along his dick and I felt him throb and he thrust into me. I had to move back or he might have choked me as he spilled himself into me.

With both men spent, I collapsed on Clavis’ lap and let my moans get as loud as they wanted, and to come as often as they wanted. My fingers tried to find purchase in something, seaking out something they could grasp onto and curl into. I was about to come undone and I had nothing anchoring me, where I typically had blankets or sheets or someone to hold onto.

The climax overcame me. It overwhelmed me. It rocked my body from the base of my skull to the tips of my toes. I curled and flexed and spasmed and squeezed my eyes so tightly I was seeing stars even in the darkness behind my lids. I could hear myself moaning so loudly, and nothing else. The world still had to exist, but my body was firing off too much for me to handle and Nokto continued to pump into me, riding my orgasm, which only made it reignite and drag out.

Inside my head I told myself I couldn’t come anymore, and still I’d clench and my pussy would throb and another orgasm would take me. I was tired and I was sore and it all still felt so good and I didn’t want to move but I didn’t want to stop. I’d lost count and couldn’t even tell if a new one was starting or the previous one was still rolling through me.

Nokto stroked himself through each spasm, and eventually he gave his last thrusts, pumping his sperm inside me. He fell back, taking a seat on the carpet, and he pulled me with him by my hips, keeping our sexes connected. I leaned into him and he held me against him even though I was a wet, sweaty mess.

I felt like I was melting. I had been immolated and no longer had form. My head swam, rocking my consciousness like waves in the sea. No longer crashing against the shore of reason, I was completely lost to the world. I lacked awareness to most of my body, and despite being so hot, my fingers and extremities must have gone numb because I couldn’t even tell if they existed anymore.

Somewhere in the distance I could hear voices, but they sounded muffled and far away and I didn’t even know who they belonged to. I had the sensation of moving, and then I felt a comforting weight embrace me. Whatever it was, it soothed me and I felt like I could let go of the last threads scarcely keeping me connected to the waking world. The nebulous blanket of sleep claimed me.