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Skizz felt a slight fluttering in his stomach. It still seemed incredibly surreal that he was actually a part of Hermitcraft now. His own heartbeat reverberated through his chest as he approached an amazingly detailed starter base. Cogs and gears decorated the outside of the building, some actively spinning as they seemingly powered the large clock built into the wall. Tango never ceased to impress him with his fast and thorough work.
Skizz didn't even get a chance to knock before the door swung open for him. The netherborn greeted him with a wide smile and suddenly grabbed a hold of his arm, tugging Skizz inside. The angel stumbled slightly at the rough yanking motion, but was stopped from falling by a pair of warm arms wrapping around him. Someone ruffled his hair and Skizz blindly swatted at the offending hand. Chuckles filtered into the air, the hand that he swatted away moving to instead cup his cheek, pulling him forward into a short kiss.
Skizz's eyes widened for a moment but he quickly melted into it, the arms wrapped around his body relinquishing him to the other. The kiss only lasted a moment before they pulled back. Skizz let his eyes flutter back open and he gave Impulse a slightly dopey smile. The demon smiled back and leaned forward to place a gentle kiss on his cheek.
"Welcome to Hermitcraft," the blaze behind him playfully remarked, laughing when Skizz smacked him with a wing. "Hey! I said nothing wrong there."
Impulse joined in with an affectionate chuckle. "We just wanted to give you a big, warm welcome to the server. You're a hermit now, Skizz. You need an official Hermitcraft welcome party."
Skizz couldn't help the soft blush that dusted over his cheeks as Impulse turned him around, Tango crowding up against his front and pulling him into a kiss with a hand on either side of his face. Skizz's wings fluffed up the best they could while being slightly trapped between himself and Impulse. Sharp teeth gently pulled at his bottom lip and the angel tilted his head a little, pressing closer and allowing access between his lips. Tango gladly took the opportunity to entangle their tongues, exploring his mouth as if it was the first time he was allowed to.
Tango's lips were glossy and kiss bitten by the time he pulled back, leaning farther to press kisses against his jaw line and neck. Quiet hums of pleasure floated up from his throat and he happily parted his lips when his head was turned to the side for Impulse to claim a kiss of his own. Skizz moaned at the feeling of sharp teeth ever so gently dragging along his neck, marks being painted across the skin as Impulse kissed him like he needed him to breathe.
Skizz separated from Impulse just enough for a high pitched whimper to escape his lips, feeling a solid pressure against his clothed cock. He melted against the demon's form and mindlessly grinded up into the heavenly pressure. Skizz felt slightly hazy as his partners worked on undressing him, open-mouthed kisses still being dotted along his neck and jaw line. Slender fingers expertly undid his tie and started to unbutton his shirt, while a different set of hands swiftly unzipped his pants.
Skizz quietly gasped and let out a low whine when the pressure against his cock released and was replaced with a warm hand sliding between his pants and boxers, palming at his dick. The angel was softly panting once they finished undoing his clothes. Impulse stepped away, hand retreating as he pulled Skizz's jacket and shirt fully off, setting them aside. Tango slowly took his tie and tossed it on top of the other clothes.
"Come on now," Impulse spoke softly into his ear. "Let's get you somewhere more comfortable."
Skizz mindlessly nodded and followed along when his arm was gently tugged in one direction. He stopped in front of a soft, white bed. Impulse turned him around to face away from the bed, Tango sliding his fingers beneath the waistband of his boxers. In one swift movement, the blaze pulled both his pants and boxers down below his knees, Impulse pushing him back to sit on the edge of the mattress with his ass and thighs now bare.
Tango let his knees hit the floor and sat back on his heels, bending down to remove Skizz's footwear before dragging his bottoms the rest of the way off. The mattress shifted as Impulse settled himself behind Skizz, wrapping arms around his waist and pulling his back against his chest. Skizz flustered as he gazed down at the netherborn nearly bracketed by his legs. Tango always looked so beautiful on his knees like that.
Skizz didn't pause to think and process, his hand deftly finding purchase in the blonde locks between his thighs. He simply pet through the soft hair once he realized he had unknowingly went to grab onto it, in an attempt to keep from seeming demanding. It wasn't his turn to lead. The other two would give him everything he needed.
A warm hand wrapped around the length of his half hard cock and gave a few languid strokes before settling at the base. Tango gazed up at him, making Skizz shudder when he flashed a grin with those dangerously sharp teeth of his. If he was anyone else, he likely would have flinched away at the sight.
Tango leaned further forward and ran the flat of his tongue along the underside of his cock from base to tip, keeping it pressed over the slit for a moment before pulling back and blowing a puff of hot air against the quickly cooling saliva, pulling a whine from Skizz's throat. The angel tightened his grip in Tango's hair, arching his back with a loud moan as the hot mouth suddenly sank nearly all the way down his length.
Impulse tightened his hold around Skizz's middle to keep the angel from moving too much, pressing down on his hips to keep him from thrusting up into the delicious pleasure. Tango audibly inhaled through his nose before pushing himself further and swallowing as the dick reached his throat. He held the position until he couldn't suppress his reflexes anymore, his throat convulsing around the tip, quickly pulling off and coughing a little. The sudden movement pulled his hair out of Skizz's grasp. His lips looked beautifully glossy and wet, but he reached up almost immediately to wipe the saliva from his chin, ruining the smooth shine. The warmth of his mouth was temporarily replaced with his hand as he took a moment to breathe and let his gag reflex settle down again.
Barely any time at all passed before Tango swiftly resumed his previous ministrations, sinking all the way down for just a moment, swallowing around the intrusion and pulling back up to the tip. His tongue circled the sensitive area just underneath the head, then prodded at the slit, being rewarded with a small bead of precum that he happily savored against his tongue.
Skizz inhaled sharply as Tango let him feel just the barest hint of his pointed teeth against the sensitive appendage. He knew logically that it was an empty threat, but the reminder of possible danger always gave him a sudden shot of adrenaline that fed directly into his arousal. Something about the idea of being helpless to a predatory force caused mixed signals somewhere in his brain to translate the fear into sexual pleasure.
A loud moan tumbled from his lips and his dick twitched. That small movement made the sharp bones press fractionally deeper into the delicate tissue, still nowhere near enough to pierce skin but enough to feel exactly how easy it would be tear through it if they wanted. A high keening sound escaped as Skizz tossed his head back onto Impulse' shoulder, his gut swirling with a building orgasm.
"Such a good boy for us," Impulse praised, his voice low and sultry in Skizz's ear. "Taking everything we give you. How brave for such a delicate little angel. We could easily rip you apart and I bet you would thank us for it."
Tango slowly pulled off, letting his teeth very carefully scrape against the hard length as he did. Skizz desperately tried to buck up into the retreating warmth, but Impulse held his hips completely still to keep him from accidentally injuring himself, dragging a pathetic whimper out of the new hermit's throat. Precum beaded at the tip of his cock and trailed tantalizing down the underside of the length.
Tango immediately dove to catch the dripping fluid on his tongue. His tail swished happily behind himself as he followed the trail up to the slit, wrapping his lips around the head and sucking to coax more of the salty droplets from the angel. Impulse leaned his head down slightly to press a kiss to the side of Skizz's neck. He delicately nibbled at the skin before running over it with the flat of his tongue.
Skizz was panting between moans as Tango bobbed his head a few times, keeping his teeth securely out of the way again. He could feel his orgasm rapidly approaching and placed a hand over Impulse' on his waist, gripping it tightly to ground himself.
Impulse released his previous hold to squeeze Skizz's hand in return. "Are you gonna cum, baby?"
Skizz whimpered and nodded, struggling to voice an answer around his wordless noises of pleasure. "Oh fuck -ah- Tango. Please -oh void- please let me fuck your throat. 'M so close."
Tango's ear flicked. He was looking up at Skizz with half lidded eyes and the angel could just barely see one of his hands pushed beneath his own waistband. Tango tried his best to nod without pulling off of the straining dick between his lips. A purr rumbled deep in his chest as Skizz tangled fingers in his hair, causing a slight vibration around his cock.
The angel gasped and threw his head back with another loud moan, tightening his grip and pulling Tango back by his hair, then pushing him down again. He squirmed slightly in Impulse' grip and the demon released his hips, allowing Skizz to just hold Tango's head still and thrust up into the warmth instead. A curse passed his lips followed by a string of short moans and grunts.
Tango closed his eyes with a deep moan around the intrusion, shuddering through an orgasm of his own as his throat was abused by the taller hermit. It only took a couple more thrusts before Skizz pulled the netherborn against his pelvis and came with a loud moan. Tango allowed himself to be held down for a moment but made no move to swallow around him. The angel noticed the unusual act, as he was typically eager to drink down all that he could get, and released Tango entirely.
Tango sucked slightly as he pulled off to make sure every bit of cum stayed in his mouth, sticking his tongue out to show them. It created a beautiful image with the little puddle of white on his tongue and slightly visible wet spot from cumming in his pants. Without missing a beat, Tango got up on his knees and roughly grabbed Impulse by the back of his neck. Pulling him into an open mouthed kiss, their tongues touched before their lips, spreading the puddle of thick fluid over Impulse' tastebuds.
A guttural moan was punched out of Skizz at the sight, his softening cock stirring but unable harden again so quickly. The kiss was messy and loud as the two hermits shared the angel's release between them. A thick string of mixed saliva and cum connected their tongues when Tango and Impulse pulled back, snapping once they were far enough apart.
The netherborn darted his tongue out to lick up the bit that fell onto his lower lip and chin, swallowing thickly and melting into a puddle of loud purrs and happy tail flicks. Impulse hummed pleasantly as he rested his chin on Skizz's shoulder, wrapping his arms around him again, simply in a loose hug this time.
"You like your little welcome present?" Impulse teased. He placed a soft peck on Skizz's cheek, lips still wet from his kiss with Tango. Skizz cringed slightly at the idea of getting his own cum on his face, wiping at where Impulse kissed him, causing the demon to laugh. "I love seeing the difference between you two."
To accentuate his point, Impulse reached towards Tango and pulled him up onto the bed with them, giving a kiss to his shiny and swollen lips. Tango laid his head against Skizz's shoulder and purred louder in response.
"I love you guys." The newest hermit chuckled fondly at the cum-drunk netherborn, petting through his hair with a content sigh. He snorted at a thought that popped into his mind and looked back at Impulse with a mischievous grin. "Who do you think took over Joel's welcome party?"
Impulse burst into laughter with him, playfully hitting Skizz's free shoulder. "Oh shut up, you. Way to ruin the moment." They fell into a fit of giggles together. Yeah, Skizz was going to have a lot of fun here.