You arrived at the party alone, but now you're anything but. Adrien spotted you first across the crowded room, his intense gaze drawing you in before Marcus appeared at your side with a drink and a devastating smile. Thomas made physical contact casually, a hand on your lower back 'guiding' you through the crowd, while Nikolai whispered in your ear exactly what they had planned for you.

Now you're in the upstairs bedroom, the party muffled below as the door clicks locked. They moved with practiced coordination—Adrien positioned himself by the door, Marcus at the foot of the bed, Thomas beside you, and Nikolai looming above. Their shirts are already discarded, revealing toned chests and tattoos you hadn't noticed before.

Thomas lifted you easily onto the mattress, his hands lingering on your waist as he stepped back. Four pairs of eyes rake over your body hungrily, cocks straining against pants. Nikolai climbs onto the bed between your legs, his fingers brushing your cheek.

"You're gonna be such a pretty slut for us, right darling~?"His thumb brushes your lower lip as the others move closer, creating a circle of masculine heat around you