"Two plus one." (Pink Trigger)

I looked at Furfur as I responded, since Furfur was the one who'd presented this "answer." Two plus one, I said. Somehow, this answer felt... safer.

Furfur tilted his/her head, red locks spilling over a thin shoulder as he/she considered. "Hmm... Two plus one can never be granted the miracle of eternal love. I think you already know this, Mister Player. Don't you think, Zepar?" That didn't sound good.

"Hmm... I think maybe Mister Player isn't looking for eternal love," Zepar noted, tilting his/her head the other way. The demon wasn't wrong. "Perhaps, but for a single moment, a fleeting miracle of love can be granted by two to one?"

To be honest, a single moment sounded pretty short for how hard I'd worked to get here. Still, I was starting to catch on. I nodded vigorously enough that anyone would think what they were pitching was what I'd wanted all along.

Zepar and Furfur grinned, showing teeth... but never quite the same smile, not at the same time. Each of them grabbed a hand, leading me to a sofa. I wasn't being dragged, exactly, but it was as though I were compelled. Such was the power of demons of love, masters and mistresses of seduction.

"Furfur...!" Zepar suddenly shouted dramatically. "Mister Player will not love a man!"

"Ah, but Zepar...!" Furfur called in response, not looking bashful in the slightest. "Mister Player can be loved by a man!"

"Now!! Witness two loving one!!"

The two were shouting way too loud for what I could tell was coming. The three of us were alone, but I somehow still felt myself becoming a little embarrassed for them. Sitting on the couch, unzipped my pants and took out my cock, as if that was a totally normal thing to do in this situation. I wasn't surprised to find that I was already erect... but I was surprised that had happened without me paying any attention to it.

A second later, how it had gotten that way was the last thing on my mind. Those two demons had taken to their knees on either side of the couch, and had begun a ruthless attack. They were the ones who had compelled me to pull my junk out of my pants, right? And yet, as if I'd misunderstood, the two of them were now pulling down my pants and underwear completely. I felt ridiculous, sitting that way in my elaborate sorcerer's cape and jacket.

Soon, however, I understood what the point had been. It would have been hard to get at my balls in that position, and that would have truly been a shame... because those two were assaulting all elements of my penis without remorse. Once again, the two seemed to have an inhuman choreography... Zepar would be kissing my sack a moment, while Furfur tongued the tip of my shaft... They'd then run their tongues up and down either side to trade places, arriving at the position the other had just held with perfect timing. It alternated, far more of a performance than just an act. All the while, their blue eyes never left my face, watching me with laughter in their eyes.

Zepar finally got his/her whole mouth around my cock as Furfur backed off, giving me an energetic smile. "Pretty good, for a demon with no vessel!" That one lowered again as the other rose, Zepar smiling at me as though heedless of the pre-cum in his/her mouth. "Pretty tasty, for a player with no taste!"

This was it. I couldn't hold it any longer. But I had to admit, as excited as I was about the attention and the performance... I was even more excited to release in Furfur's mouth alone. I loved their symmetry, but it was the same thrill anyone would get from diving in a freshly raked bale of hay or destroying a snowman.

As though Furfur could read my mind, he/she lifted his/her lips from my member. The two of them gave wide, mischievous smiles as they wrapped their hands around my shaft and slid them upward. I shuddered as I felt my ejaculation move up with their palms, then release into the air like they had squeezed a tube of toothpaste. Bits of it stained their ornate berets and shoulder-length hair.

Whatever magic had gotten me here, it was worth the sacrifice, I thought to myself. I already mentioned that my particular love was particular only to women... No offense to any readers who are into the alternative. I believe all should love as they see fit.

Regardless, in that moment, it truly mattered not one lick that one of those skillful succubi that had just sucked me off was a man. It had just been that good. Please don't judge me.

... I realized I had said that last part out loud. The two had been holding their grins long enough to make it creepy. What was it?

"Judgment?" Zepar spoke, that grin seeming frozen on his/her face. "After we demons have shown you mercy..."

"Judgment..." Furfur continued, looking like he/she was holding back a laugh. "Angels may show you judgment!"

"Obstacle of love... Be not mournful, but be removed!!"

...

It was over. I was gone. The smoking room had vanished around me. I don't know where I ended up, but I was no longer with those two. I was on another route... or maybe back at the start of this one.

I'd have to perform the summoning ritual again if I wanted that powerful experience once more.