[if there were ever a moment where sizhui's glad nobody has called him out for staring, this would be it. because he sincerely can't help himself, what with dick and jay grinding against one another like they are and the latter's wandering hand ultimately finding his dick. teeth catching his cheek, he muffles a small, breathless moan and rolls his hips forward, face burying against jason's neck after the other male leans back against his shoulder. a hand briefly abandons whatever it's doing to reach up, fingertips finding the hand jason has in dick's hair, ghosting over the backs of his knuckles, encouraging.
then it's back to business, the same hand lowering and finding jason's hip again, gently coaxing him forward to meet dick whenever the older man grinds against him while sizhui finds another spot on his neck to mark.
being as close as he is, it'd be impossible for him to not hear jason, teasing dick with something about ‘round two while he recovers.’ would it particularly be recovering if he gets hard all over again watching them together? he makes a pitiful whine at the thought, working more intently on leaving another hickey.
something he finishes with just in time for moving around into a position that's wholly unexpected. (well, not entirely, he'll have to be between them if they're both going to fuck him, right?) but suddenly being in-between them, coming face-to-face with dick while they're making full-on eye-contact, who'd been so charming and forthright since the beginning has him reddening for a whole other reason. that, alongside jason swooping in on his neck and grabbing his ass, it's a wonder he's still standing. it's just barely, which prompts him to reach out, circling an arm around dick's shoulder, the unoccupied limb lowering so he can find jason's thigh, digits clenching in a vice-like grip at the sudden intrusion. nothing painful, only slightly uncomfortable, and even that doesn't keep him from thrusting back against the other man's hand.]
Ah! [is what he manages through the soft groan, head faintly tipped as jason finds his ear, calls him ‘pretty,’ causing his lower lip to sheepishly tuck between his teeth. dick's hand cinched in his hair earns another noise that increases in octave the moment a second finger pushes inside him.] Yes, I will. Please, please, I— I want it...
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then it's back to business, the same hand lowering and finding jason's hip again, gently coaxing him forward to meet dick whenever the older man grinds against him while sizhui finds another spot on his neck to mark.
being as close as he is, it'd be impossible for him to not hear jason, teasing dick with something about ‘round two while he recovers.’ would it particularly be recovering if he gets hard all over again watching them together? he makes a pitiful whine at the thought, working more intently on leaving another hickey.
something he finishes with just in time for moving around into a position that's wholly unexpected. (well, not entirely, he'll have to be between them if they're both going to fuck him, right?) but suddenly being in-between them, coming face-to-face with dick while they're making full-on eye-contact, who'd been so charming and forthright since the beginning has him reddening for a whole other reason. that, alongside jason swooping in on his neck and grabbing his ass, it's a wonder he's still standing. it's just barely, which prompts him to reach out, circling an arm around dick's shoulder, the unoccupied limb lowering so he can find jason's thigh, digits clenching in a vice-like grip at the sudden intrusion. nothing painful, only slightly uncomfortable, and even that doesn't keep him from thrusting back against the other man's hand.]
Ah! [is what he manages through the soft groan, head faintly tipped as jason finds his ear, calls him ‘pretty,’ causing his lower lip to sheepishly tuck between his teeth. dick's hand cinched in his hair earns another noise that increases in octave the moment a second finger pushes inside him.] Yes, I will. Please, please, I— I want it...