“Oh,” Molun said, faltering a little, his eyes wounded. “Do you not—do you not want to?”
A desperate sound tore out of Trill’s mouth, and he clutched at Molun’s skin. “I want toso much. You feel so good! But you’re Mage Warriors. I was already sneaking into the castle, alreadypretending to be something I wasn’t. So I just… I just made sure not to feed from you, not to feed from any of you. I didn’t want any of this to end.”
Molun’s eyes widened suddenly. “The dancing. When you went out to the pub on your own, and you came back all sex body.”
Trill nodded. “I, uh, can’t go that long without feeding, especially if I’m healing, too. But I wasn’t having sex!” he clarified again, in case they thought that he’d been lying about that because he’d been lying about what he was. “I pick up enough residual energy from all the desire in a pub. Never too much from any one person. It’s enough to keep me fed.”
Molun tilted his head. “But is it like the difference between dancing and sex?”
Trill huffed a laugh and admitted, “Yeah, it’s not as good. But I was happy to do it!” he added, suddenly worrying he sounded like he was blaming them. “It’s totally enough to feed me.”
Molun cupped his face with his hands. “We would be so happy to feed you, wouldn’t we Arvus?”
“Of course,” Arvus agreed.
Trill hesitated. What were the chances that Trill was really getting everything he ever wanted?
“Pleasefeed from us,” Molun requested sweetly.
He looked very earnest. Trill twisted his upper body to look at Arvus, groaning as that shifted the angle of Arvus’s cock inside of him. But he didn’t let himself lose focus because this was important. There had to be full and complete consent from all of them. Arvus was smiling, his eyes soft.
“Yes, please feed from us,” he agreed. “We want you to be as full and satisfied as possible.”
With that, he rolled his hips again, and Trill groaned, twisting back to face Molun, who was rubbing their cocks together once more.
Feeling almost dizzy with need and elation, Trill opened himself up to the delicious desire that was rising between them.
And, oh, it wasglorious. Trill had been right, thinking it might be different with the two of them. There were more connections here, and he could feel every bit of them. A small part of him wanted to greedily suck up every last morsel of desire, but he carefully tamped it down. He couldn’t risk ever harming them—and he didn’t need to. Just breathing the energy in was already making him feel wonderful. He didn’t need to gorge himself, he could simply enjoy a taste and wait for their natural peak.
And that was exactly what he did. They came with a messy mix of cries of pleasure and the absolutebestfeeling of satiated desire that Trill had ever experienced in his whole life. It felt like the energy was caressing his skin and being absorbed by every inch of him. It felt like it could feed himforever.
“Wow,” he breathed. “You two areamazing.”
Molun preened. “I told you we were good.”
“So good,” Trill breathed.
He felt likehewas sex-drunk, and he hadn’t thought that could happen to children of two worlds. But he wanted to cozy up with the two of them and cuddle in the feeling of thisforever.
Molun was grinning. “Wow. I always thought you looked satisfied when we had sex, but this is a new expression. I like it.”
Arvus pulled out, which Trill pouted about, but then Trill flopped onto his back, and Arvus was looking down at him just like Molun was, and a smile tipped up his lips.
“Oh, I see what you mean.” Arvus grinned at him. “Did we make you feel good, honey?”
“Sooo good,” Trill agreed fervently.
He reached out and ran a hand down Molun’s leg, pushing more energy into him.
Molun looked down at him. “Is that why you touch it so much?”
“I touch it so much because it’s part of you, and I love touching you,” he told the other man sternly. “I can touch any part of you to share energy. Why do you think I fell over you at the pub?”
This distracted Molun, thankfully. He laughed. “Oh, I see. I thought that was just a shameless ploy to wind up all over me.”
“Well, that, too,” Trill agreed happily. “It was multipurpose. You’re beautifully appealingandI want you to not be in pain.”
Molun’s expression softened from the glee of earlier. He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to Trill’s lips.
