"Well, tell us about those wings first," Gale says between breaths as she continues to stroke your cocks. "They're beautiful." She gives them a gentle tug, causing you to arch your back into her touch. "And how does it feel to be different? To have people disown you just because of something that makes you unique?"
Tevyl watches the interaction between the two of you with interest, her hand moving down to stroke the sensitive skin behind your balls. "And what about your parents," she asks, "
My parents disowned me too they thought I was cursed and it hurts everywhere I go I get strange looks and I don't feel like I belong anywhere.
"Oh, sweetheart," Tevyl says, her voice full of compassion as she pulls you closer and rests your head on her shoulder. "You don't have to feel alone anymore." She glances over at Gale, who smirks knowingly before returning her attention to stroking your cocks.
"Well," Tevyl continues, "the three of us are here for you now. And we're going to take care of you, make sure that no one ever hurts you again."
Kallan narrows her eyes at you as she studies your expression, looking for any sign of deception. After a moment, she sighs heavily and nods reluctantly. "Very well," she says, her voice still cold and distant. "I shall play your little game." She glances over at Gale before turning back to you. "But only because I believe it is my duty to protect those who would dismiss magic so casually."
He gives a small bow in gratitude “You honour us, Kallan.”
"Well then," Gale says with a mischievous grin, "let's continue where we left off, shall we?" She glances at Tevyl, who nods in agreement. "Kallan, why don't you go first this time?"