Part 3

  – That was intense. But I think we should help Kael as well – Raphael said, his voice still warm with afterglow but steady with intent.

  Kael whimpered softly, lips still wrapped around the softening length of Liam’s cock. His breath came in shallow, trembling waves, his whole body shaking with pent-up desire. The flush across his cheeks hadn’t faded—it had deepened. The need in him was visible, visceral.

  Liam gently pulled out of Kael’s mouth, a thin trail of saliva clinging for a second before breaking. He looked down, panting, eyes dark with aftershocks and something softer—concern, maybe.

  – He’s so close – Liam said, voice rough and hoarse. – What should we do?

  Raphael gave a slow, nguid smile.

  – I feel a little hungry – he said.And strangely, he really felt that way.

  Not in the literal sense—his body ached for something deeper. For taste, for closeness, for that raw, intimate connection that didn’t rely on words or control but on the surrender that came from trust and desire. His stomach fluttered faintly with the anticipation of it, a craving that curled low in his belly and spread like warmth in his limbs.

  Liam's lips curled into a grin, the glint in his eyes returning almost instantly. He ran his fingers through Kael’s tousled hair, stroking him with an almost teasing gentleness as he looked up at Raphael with mischief blooming behind his gaze.

  – You mean...? – he asked, trailing off, though his smirk already knew the answer.

  Kael looked up at Raphael then, his eyes wide, pleading. His body quivered beneath their gaze, tense with unspent lust. His cock throbbed visibly, untouched and desperate, and every inch of him screamed need.

  – Kael, could you breed me? – Raphael asked, his tone deliberately soft, sensual, and cutting straight to Kael’s core.

  Kael’s eyes widened, first with shock, then with pure, unfiltered excitement.

  – F-Fuck yes – he stammered, breath catching in his throat. His voice was thick, coated in desire.

  He scrambled into motion without pause, quickly shifting position behind Raphael. His hands found their way to Raphael’s hips as his hard cock pressed against his entrance, heat radiating off both of them.

  But before he could push forward, Raphael spoke again.

  – No. This time I thought about the other end.

  Kael paused, blinking in confusion, frozen mid-motion. Then realization washed over his face, followed by a rising blush that crept from the base of his neck all the way to the tips of his ears.

  – Oh – he breathed, his lips twitching into a slow, wicked smirk – you want me to fuck your mouth instead?

  – Smart boy – Raphael said, his tone ced with approval.

  – Fttery will get you everywhere – Kael replied, already circling around to stand in front of him.

  Liam stayed close, still watching, his expression rexed but alert, recovering but visibly intrigued. He leaned slightly against the nearby wall, his breath still uneven, though arousal stirred visibly again in his gaze.

  Kael reached down and threaded his fingers through Raphael’s hair, the gesture slow, possessive.

  – Open up, baby.

  Raphael complied without hesitation, parting his lips and lifting his eyes. The obedience in his expression only made Kael groan deeper.

  Kael guided himself into that welcoming heat, groaning low in his throat as Raphael’s lips closed around him. He began to move slowly, savoring the warmth, the slide, the way Raphael’s tongue wrapped around his cock with eager precision. Every motion, every flick, was deliberate.

  Liam's gaze trailed lower. Raphael’s hand had found its way to him again, caressing his thigh, brushing his softening shaft back to life with teasing strokes that sent shivers up his spine. He bit his lip, already growing hard again, watching as Raphael worked Kael’s cock with fervent energy.

  Kael’s hips began to move faster, his thrusts shallow but urgent. His hands gripped Raphael’s head tighter, fingers curling at the base of his skull. His rhythm grew needier with each passing second.

  – Mhmm – Raphael moaned around him, the vibration drawing another deep groan from Kael.

  Kael threw his head back, eyes fluttering shut, his cock throbbing in Raphael’s mouth. He was close—his whole body said it. Liam, now fully erect once more, pressed his hips against Raphael’s wandering hand, breath hitching as he whimpered softly.

  The sight—the mouth-fucking, the shared tension, the py of hands and hips and heat—flooded the room with a primal rhythm.

  Then Raphael moved his hips again, rising slightly, arching his lower back, subtly presenting himself—his ass now lifted and open, exposed before Liam in a silent invitation.

  Liam’s breath caught in his throat. His fingers curled slightly at his sides as he took in the view, swallowing hard. He gnced at Kael, but Kael was gone in his own pleasure, lost to the wet heat of Raphael’s mouth and the relentless tightness surrounding him.

  Liam stepped closer.

  His hands came to rest on Raphael’s ass, fingers spreading over smooth skin, then gripping it firmly. He ran his palms down, cupping and squeezing before pulling the cheeks apart, exposing the slick, needy entrance between them.

  – Mhmmm – Raphael groaned again, Kael’s cock still deep in his throat.

  Liam lined himself up, the tip of his cock brushing teasingly at the entrance, gliding over the heat slicked there from before.

  – I think someone forgot to ask permission – Liam murmured, smirking as he gnced toward Kael. But Kael was too busy moaning to notice, too far gone.

  Liam pressed forward, only the head slipping in. He paused, savoring the tightness.

  – Mhmm – came Raphael’s answer, muffled and needy.

  Liam pushed deeper, slow and steady, filling him inch by inch. His hands clutched Raphael’s hips, anchoring him as he sank in fully.

  Once buried inside, Liam began to move—hips rocking, thrusts smooth and deliberate. Raphael moaned around Kael’s cock, the dual sensation overwhelming. Kael looked down, eyes nearly bck with lust, watching as his cock disappeared into Raphael’s mouth while Liam pounded into him from behind.

  Kael’s grip on Raphael’s hair tightened, his thrusts growing wild, fucking his mouth harder, deeper, more desperately.

  Kael’s movements turned erratic, each thrust short and desperate as he reached his climax. A choked moan escaped his throat as he came, his release hot and pulsing into Raphael’s mouth. At the very same moment, Liam buried himself fully inside Raphael, hips pressed tight as his own orgasm surged through him in a sharp wave. His groan was guttural, almost animalistic, as he spilled deep inside, warmth flooding him in rhythmic pulses.

  Their bodies sagged against Raphael, trembling and drenched in sweat, every muscle softening under the weight of release.

  – Wow – Raphael murmured, lips still tingling, body loose with afterglow.

  Kael pulled out of his mouth with care, his cock wet and still twitching, a satisfied smile spreading slowly across his flushed face. He looked down at Raphael with dazed affection. Liam, breathing heavily, slowly withdrew from him as well, letting out a deep, contented sigh as he colpsed sideways onto the bed.

  They y sprawled in a tangle of limbs and heat, skin damp, chests rising and falling in unison. The silence between them was filled only with the sound of their ragged breathing and the slow return to stillness.

  Kael and Liam instinctively reached out, wrapping their arms around Raphael. He welcomed them both into his embrace, holding them tightly against his chest. His soft, feathered wings extended on instinct, spreading outward and curling protectively around their bodies like a downy cocoon.

  Warmth surrounded them.

  Kael’s face nuzzled into the crook of Raphael’s neck, while Liam pressed closer to his side, fingers grazing Raphael’s ribs. Their bodies rexed into his, skin to skin, their shared breath fogging the air in soft huffs. It felt safe. Almost sacred. For a moment, nothing else existed.

  Raphael closed his eyes, a soft smile on his lips, floating in the serenity of it all. Bliss washed over him like a warm tide, every muscle sck, every breath easy. His wings curled tighter around the three of them, shielding them from the world beyond the bed.

  But then—

  Out of nowhere, like a fsh seared into his mind, came an image.

  A memory? A vision?

  He saw the Whispering Woods—their coppery leaves rustling in a wind that wasn’t there, the twilight haze settling between ancient trees, and the air thick with something unspoken. The image didn’t drift in slowly. It hit him—sharp and sudden—like a scene pulled from a dream not his own.

  And when he opened his eyes...

  They were no longer in the bedroom.

  They were lying on the ground of the Whispering Woods.

  Cold grass pressed against their backs, damp with evening dew. Above them, the trees stood tall and ancient, their twisted branches silhouetted against the fading light. The air shimmered with soft whispers, threads of sound that didn’t seem to come from any one direction.

  – Fuck – Raphael muttered, the word barely escaping before the weight of what just happened truly hit him.

  Kael blinked hard, propping himself up on one elbow. – Wait, what...?

  Liam’s eyes darted around, and he scrambled halfway upright before realizing—too te—that they were all very much still naked.

  – Fuck. We’re naked in the forest – Raphael said, utterly deadpan.

  Kael looked down at his bare body, then slowly over to the others. – Okay, either this is a dream, or I really need to stop letting you guys pick the afterglow setting.

  Liam groaned, dragging a hand over his face. – Fuck – he repeated, lower this time, and with a different kind of urgency. He reached for the nearest oversized leaf and pressed it in front of his groin with comical determination.

  – You see, Liam? I almost predicted that – Raphael offered, eyes wide with mock innocence.

  Liam shot him a gre. – Almost predicted my ass – he grumbled. – This is ridiculous. We went from “post-coital bliss” to “feral forest fugitives” in five seconds ft.

  Kael looked around, squinting through the shifting mist. – Does anyone else hear the trees whispering “nice dick” or is that just me?

  – How the fuck did we end up here naked?

  His eyes cut toward Kael, sharp and suspicious, as if the redhead had personally arranged the teleportation.

  Raphael snorted.

  – I’m afraid it’s my fault - said with guilt pictured on his face

  - I think that my main goal in this school will be to learn and master self-control – he added quickly, wings folding around his back as if trying to make himself smaller.

  Kael chuckled, amused despite it all.

  – Self-control? You mean like not getting us all naked in random pces? - He teases, leaning over to kiss Raphaels cheek gently.

  Liam rolls his eyes but can’t help but smile at the affectionate gesture between those two.

  – Yeahhhnh... for example... – Raphael added, his blush visible even in the growing twilight.

  – For example, not sucking Kael’s cock while I’m fucking you? – Liam said, dropping his voice into a husky whisper as he leaned closer.

  – Yeaahhh... that was intense. I don’t know what got into me – Raphael admitted. – Since I’m here, I’m so easily aroused and my libido is so high...

  He looked around at their exposed bodies, then up into the canopy where shadows seemed to pulse in rhythm with the forest’s breath.

  – ...and now we have another three woods in the Whispering Woods.

  Kael choked on a ugh.

  – I’m gonna pretend I didn’t hear that – Liam muttered, but he was clearly holding back a grin.

  – But first things first. Let me try something that Kael suggested.

  Raphael closed his eyes again, focusing. He summoned the memory of how they’d looked just moments ago: the clothes, the fabrics, the sensation of being dressed. He visualized them clearly—Kael’s loose shirt, Liam’s open colr, his own robe falling around his knees.

  He opened his eyes.

  And there they were.

  Kael and Liam blinked in surprise, suddenly both fully clothed again.

  Kael looked down at himself, mouth falling open.

  – Holy shit, you did it! – he excimed, staring at Raphael with wide eyes and something close to awe.

  – I don’t know how, but yes, I did – Raphael said, almost in disbelief.

  Liam sat back, speechless. His mouth opened, then closed again as he tried to make sense of what had just happened.

  – You just... what even was that? You just... willed our clothes back on with your mind?

  Kael nodded eagerly, eyes sparkling.

  – This pce just keeps getting better.

  – It seems like that – Raphael said, his voice still carrying the echo of wonder.

  Kael didn’t hesitate. He threw his arms around him in a tight, exuberant hug, pressing their bodies together with a rush of energy that only made Raphael smile wider.

  – That’s amazing! – Kael excimed, and without missing a beat, he leaned in to kiss Raphael’s cheek with unfiltered enthusiasm, his lips lingering for a second longer than necessary.

  The affection was infectious.

  Liam stood just behind them, watching the exchange with a quiet, soft smile. The tension in his posture had long since melted away, repced by something warmer—contentment, maybe, or admiration. After a moment, he stepped forward and wrapped an arm around Raphael’s waist from behind, pulling him gently closer into the shared embrace.

  Raphael turned slightly and kissed Liam as well—slow and tender.

  Liam leaned into it with a soft hum of approval, his other hand sliding down to rest possessively on Raphael’s hip. His touch was gentle, grounding. Kael watched them for a beat, then grinned, folding his arms pyfully.

  – You know, that ability could come in handy for more than just clothing us... – he said with a wink, his tone suggestive and light, clearly meant to tease.

  The comment made all three of them ugh, the tension lifting entirely from the air.

  – Ok – Raphael said, closing his eyes with quiet focus.

  A pulse of warmth spread through his body, and when he opened them again, the change was instant.

  His wings had vanished.

  And all three of them stood fully dressed once more in their Amaltea Academy uniforms.

  Both boys gasped in surprise, their jaws slightly parted.

  – Holy shit – Kael breathed, taking a step back to gnce at him from head to toe.

  Liam blinked hard, then narrowed his eyes slightly in wonder. His voice came quieter now, edged with something more serious.

  – You have no idea how useful that’s gonna be. Most angels take years to master that level of control...

  Kael nodded, his earlier mischief giving way to awe.

  – Yeah, you’re a natural at this.

  But Raphael's smile faded slightly, i jego spojrzenie przesun??o si? na Liama, w którym b?ysn??a nuta powagi.

  – Liam. I asked you. Don’t call me angel or nephilim. We both already know that I’m none of them.

  Liam raised his hands in mock surrender, his expression sheepish.

  – Alright, alright, I know, I know. Old habits die hard – he said with a chuckle. – You’re not an angel or a nephilim. Got it.

  Raphael exhaled, rexing znów, and held out both hands toward them.

  – Ok, guys. Grab my hand. I’ll take us back to my room.

  Without hesitation, they each reached out, fingers intertwining with his. Their hands felt warm and steady in his grasp. Raphael nodded once, centered himself, and let the familiar sensation of shifting take over.

  A heartbeat ter, the three of them were standing once again in his cozy bedroom.

  The soft light, the familiar scent of his sheets, the faint hum of silence all around—it was grounding. Safe.

  Kael immediately groaned with dramatic fir and threw himself onto the bed, sprawling out like a ragdoll.

  – Man, I’m exhausted.

  – Yeah. I think we all need a good night’s sleep – Raphael said, a chuckle in his voice.

  – Mhm – Liam agreed, dragging his fingers through his disheveled hair. – As much as I’d love to keep... exploring your interesting new abilities – he added with a smirk – we should probably listen to our bodies for once.

  Kael pushed himself up on one elbow, his face sleepy but still lit with curiosity.

  Raphael tilted his head with a sly smile.

  – I would say that we were listening to them quite a lot.

  Kael burst out ughing.

  – Damn right we were! Listening to them scream your name and beg for more.

  Liam let out a huff of ughter, his cheeks coloring slightly at the memory.

  – True that. But now they’re screaming for sleep.

  He yawned dramatically, making the three of them ugh again, this time with a softer warmth that only came at the very end of long, full nights.

  – Ok. Thanks, guys. See you tomorrow – Raphael said, voice soft and genuine.

  Kael stood and gave him one st kiss, quick and warm, before heading toward the door. He threw a wink over his shoulder as he stepped out.

  – Sweet dreams, sexy.

  Liam stayed a second longer, leaning in to press a final kiss to Raphael’s temple.

  – See you bright and early – he said with a smile, then followed Kael out, leaving Raphael in the gentle silence of the room.