To my right, a large open space bathed in soft white light stood in complete contrast to everything else. A place where figures with vast, feathered wings reclined across plush seating. Their movements were slow, elegant, entirely detached from the chaos surrounding them as they sipped from delicate glasses.Bright eyes, belonging to beautiful faces, watched everything with quiet, knowing smiles.
A pair stumbled past us, half laughing, half tangled together, their bodies pressed far too close for anything resembling subtlety. While just beyond them, something with far too many limbs lounged lazily across a curved seating area. Its head tilted as we passed, eyes tracking us with quiet curiosity. Somewhere overhead, something moved through the air again, graceful and effortless, the faint rush of displaced air brushing against my skin as it passed.
All of it was overwhelming and yet utterly fascinating at the same time. Not in the way Wye’s world had been, where everything had felt sharp, controlled, and intentional.
No, this felt…unfiltered.
Untamed even.
Like stepping into a place where restraint had simply never been invited in the first place.
“Careful where you look,” Kiki said lightly as he continued ahead, not even glancing back, though somehow still entirely aware of me.
“Some of our guests take prolonged eye contact as an invitation.”
“I’m not looking,” I replied quickly, immediately dragging my gaze forward.
“Mm,” he hummed, clearly unconvinced.
“Of course you’re not, little human,” he said, his tone amused. Heat rising to my face as I forced myself to focus straight ahead, even though it did absolutely nothing to stop my peripheral vision from catching everything else anyway.
We moved past a wide opening to the left, and despite myself, my gaze flicked toward it, catching sight of a large pool set into the floor. The water was dark and glimmering under the low ambient light as bodies moved lazily within it. Laughterspilled out into the space as limbs tangled and parted in a slow, unhurried rhythm that made something tighten low in my stomach before I could stop it.
I looked away…Immediately.
As the last thing I wanted was to be invited to a supernatural orgy!
“How does this even work?” I murmured under my breath, more to myself than anything else, but Kiki heard it anyway.
“Oh, but it works beautifully,” he replied, his tone light, though there was something faintly proud beneath it.
“Balance, darling. Indulgence and restraint. Chaos and control. We cater to all tastes here… we don’t discriminate, no matter the species, for here all are equal, for a price, of course.”
“Allare equal,” Bo muttered, and it wasn’t so much a question but more a reminder.
“Well, our Lord not included, of course,” Kiki amended, flaring out the gold skirt that trailed behind him, following one half of his body.
“That’s what I thought,” Bo grumbled.
“Judgment?” Kiki cried, glancing back again, mock horror written across his face.
“In my establishment? I’m scandalized.”
“You don’t own it,” Bo pointed out flatly.
“No,” Kiki agreed easily, a smile tugging at his lips as he slowed slightly, allowing us to catch up as he reached a set of large, gilded elevator doors.
“But I do make it far more interesting.” He winked at me again.
As for the elevator itself, it looked like something pulled straight from another century. A wrought iron cage framed in brass, intricate patterns curling through its structure as the doors stood open in quiet invitation.
But as the doors opened, they revealed a couple of angels inside. Two who were standing pressed together, entirely absorbed in one another. Their kiss was slow and consuming in a way that made it very clear they were not in any hurry to acknowledge anyone else’s existence. Things turned even more heated when the man ripped the woman’s dress in two, creating a split straight to the waistband of her skirt. This freed her perky, pale breasts before he started to feast on them. Painfully reminding me of last night and how my own were lavished with such attention.
“Oh dear, our human is blushing,” Kiki said as if delighted by the idea, but then I gasped as a voice beneath the women’s long skirts spoke.
“Is this our floor?” he asked before crawling out from beneath the fabric completely naked, with only his wings folded tight against his back. As for the one who had ripped her dress, an angel wearing a full tux, he helped the man to his feet. Then he kissed the woman’s arousal straight from his friend’s lips, making it obvious what the naked man had been doing under her skirt.
“Mmm, delicious,” he told him after pulling back. All three of them then exited the elevator, each of them winking at me as they passed. The feathers of their angelic wings brushed against me, making me shiver. All the while, Kiki was watching me with unfiltered amusement.
