The essence of a public execution is a display of military deterrence, and this kind of deterrent behavior often requires a period of fermentation to reach the ideal state people need. And during this period of fermentation, Faen was basically completely idle. Except for occasionally showing his face to assert his presence and deter any petty troublemakers, he was just dragging Zeri and Janna to have sex parties.
Living in the room right next to Faen and Zeri, having been blessed by Faen along with Zeri to become the God-Chosen of Joy and Change, although Seraphine didn't fall as thoroughly as Zeri, she was equally affected by the urges originating from Joy and Janna's influence.
The effects of these two were different, but they occurred simultaneously.
Among them, the influence brought by Janna herself was the resonance of the spirit realm—through the mark, Seraphine could more or less feel the fluttering and surging pleasure in Janna's heart. If it were only this level of fantasy, although Seraphine would feel ashamed, having received a good education since childhood, Seraphine wouldn't go astray because of it.
But Seraphine's ability was very special; the melody of the spirit realm allowed Seraphine to further strengthen the power of resonance on its original basis. Even without the blessing mark's enhancement, Seraphine could still detect the other party's thought trajectories through the melody. And with the enhancement of the blessing mark, Seraphine could even empathetically feel the changes in Janna and Zeri's thoughts when they were being ravaged by Faen.
That feeling was like having an incredibly immersive wet dream. Even if Seraphine could feel that this feeling wasn't real—at least not hers, but Zeri and Janna's—this strong urge still made Seraphine's mind fall into a trance from time to time, producing strong curiosity and desire.
Compared to this resonance acting on the spiritual level, the impact of the essence of Joy on Seraphine was manifested more on her physical body.
Accompanied by her active spirit, Seraphine's body was also constantly vitalizing. Especially after completing the blessing contract, when Faen was busy with Zaun, Piltover, and the public execution before, there wasn't much impact. But now, as Faen became idle, having nothing to do, he just pulled Zeri and Janna to fuck all the time. This physical-based sensation transmitted through the mark, converging with the spiritual resonance, quickly produced a marvelous chemical reaction.
Lying on the bed, she carefully curled up entirely under the blanket. Although this allowed Seraphine to physically isolate the sounds coming from the other side, she couldn't isolate the resonance transmitted spiritually.
Curled up inside like a cooked red shrimp, Seraphine panted in small breaths. Although she couldn't see it, the current Seraphine could still clearly feel that Zeri must be in some intense state right now. Both spirit and body were severely out of control—just like that time she visited Zeri in the middle of the night and accidentally stumbled upon Zeri playing with Faen.
Seraphine clearly remembered that at that time, Zeri's entire body had lost control. That face, which was always full of sunshine and vitality in her memory, was covered in a lustful, flushed daze. Her eyes rolled back, and saliva drooled from the corner of her mouth. Pinned in mid-air, a pair of snow-white little feet suspended off the ground were stretched completely straight, and amidst violent trembling, she squirted out fierce streams of water...
Then, leaning against Faen and held in front of him like a baby being helped to pee, Seraphine even remembered how those two huge balls slapped against Zeri's pussy lips. The massive cock forcefully stuffed into the narrow, slick vaginal canal, plunging into the deepest womb to pound out creamy juices. With every thrust in and out, the clear V-line on Zeri's waist and abdomen was replaced by a bulging outline, sliding up and down constantly with Faen's thrusting motions.
At that time it was only Zeri, but now... perhaps Janna was added too?
Thinking this, Seraphine couldn't help but bite her lip tightly. Because just as she thought, as Zeri reached her climax, collapsed into exhaustion, and began to enjoy the feeling of having no strength at all, her head floating in water as if deprived of oxygen. Immediately following was Janna, who had been licking with her tongue the entire time before this.
While Zeri and Faen were making love, Janna had been silently licking Zeri's front so that Zeri could get into the rhythm faster, so it would be her turn. And now, as Zeri rested, although Janna's face remained calm and indifferent, the moment she stood up, several shiny streaks of wet juices overflowed from her valley and rapidly flowed straight down her legs.
Her facial expression and her body's reaction were entirely opposite, but Janna didn't feel even the slightest bit of shame or shyness because of it. She just locked eyes with Faen for a moment, then shifted her gaze down to meet that proudly erect, towering cock.
The strong masculine scent steamed upward, making Janna swallow involuntarily a few times. Then, under Faen's gaze, she gently lifted one leg and rested it on Faen's shoulder, posing in a comfortable standing split.
Then, pulling the two pussy lips apart, the honeydew that had been firmly wrapped lost the barrier of the petals and immediately flowed out. The little clitoris soaked in the sweet nectar had long been engorged and erect, and the splashing juices made that already delicate flower look even more pink and enticing.
Pressing his hard shaft against it, Faen wasn't in a hurry to pound and thrust. Instead, he rubbed it back and forth between her labia and her wet slit. This made Janna's tall figure tremble slightly. Even her usually calm and cool face flushed with two patches of blush.
In just a moment, that honey path which originally only leaked a few drops of fluid began to gush continuously. Her inner walls drooped, and the slightly viscous nectar stuck to her labia, dripping toward the floor to form a silver thread. Panting lightly, a bit more lust emerged in those indifferent eyes.
Feeling Faen's teasing, Janna tilted her head slightly, a hint of confusion hanging between her brows.
"Do you... not like fucking me?"
"How could I not like it? I like it very much." Faen told the truth.
"Then why haven't you come inside yet? I've been preparing for you all this time." Janna grew even more confused: "It was the same before. If you like it, you can come in at any time, but every time you seem to deliberately wait for a while? Is there any reason?"
"No, I'm just admiring the noble Goddess of the Wind revealing such a lust-crazed appearance." Looking at Janna's face full of desire and confusion, a smile appeared on Faen's face.
However, for a pure spirit realm life like Janna, Faen's twisted kink was obviously a bit hard to understand. She simply nodded, and then cooperated with Faen's teasing, quietly waiting and anticipating.
And when Janna felt an uncontrollable urge gradually emerge in her body, sensing that the time had come, Faen thrust straight into her depths.
At this exact moment, Seraphine, who had unknowingly slipped her hand into her shameful slit between her thighs, couldn't help but vigorously stir her fingers, letting out soft whimpers and cries of pleasure under the covers.