If Asa could have gotten hard again, he would have just listening to the soundtrack of his husband’s impending orgasm. When he was close, so close that Asa could feel the contractions of his body and see the tell-tale goosebumps that erupted along his skin seconds before he came, he nudged Felix who didn’t retreat, but made room, allowing the two of them to mouth over him at the same time.
Whether it was the realization that both of them were servicing him or Zane just not being able to hold back anymore, Asa didn’t know but his orgasm had him all but screaming, his release painting over Felix and Asa’s faces in equal measure. But when Felix fell back, Asa closed his mouth over Zane’s spent cock, nursing him until he pushed him away again.
Avi licked Zane’s release from Felix’s lips before they collapsed backwards onto the bed. Asa fell forward beside Zane who rolled into his arms. “I’m dead. You’ve killed me.”
Asa chuckled. “I hope not, Lois.”
They all laid there, waiting for the endorphins to die down and their brains to return to a usable state once more.
Finally, Avi said, “Food?”
“We scheduled delivery. We have, like, an hour,” Felix said, still a little breathless.
“I want a bath,” Zane said. “And a bucket of Advil.”
“Me too,” Felix agreed.
“Baths together or separate?” Asa asked.
They’d retrofitted the guest bath attached to the group bedroom so that it had a tub big enough to accommodate the four of them if they chose. But there were two other bathrooms with tubs big enough for just two.
“Together?” Zane asked.
Felix smiled, pushing Zane’s sweaty hair off his forehead. “Sure. Together.”
“Somebody is going to have to carry me,” Zane groaned.
“I’ll start the water,” Avi said around a laugh as he exited the bed.
“I’ll lay here and look pretty,” Felix said, giving a weak thumbs up.
Zane face-planted into the mattress, his voice muffled as he said, “What he said.”
Asa rolled his eyes, then patted Zane’s butt, careful to avoid the welts there. “What’s wrong, Lois? You seem a little…fatigued.”
“I am ‘fatigued’,” he muttered.
Asa laughed. “What did you two think was going to happen when you two started this little game this morning?”
“Orgasms for everybody,” Felix said.
“Yay,” Zane said weakly.
Asa grinned, shaking his head. The two of them together, really were fucking incorrigible.
“Am I crazy?”
Zane looked down at the top of Felix’s head where it was cradled against his stomach. He’d been waiting for Felix to tell him why he’d come home from work looking two seconds away from crying. But it was better not to pry with Felix. He needed time to process, to think through his feelings before he sort of word vomited them into the world.
That was how they came to be snuggled in bed, just the two of them, both in their underwear, Zane half sitting, half lying down, Felix’s long, lithe body between his open legs as he combed through silky dark tresses. Felix was so beautiful. He was so pretty and so unique, sometimes Zane found himself staring, wishing he was an artist so he could capture what he felt when he looked at him with some kind of tangibility.
“You have a collection of maiming cat-claw jewelry that costs more than most people’s houses, so I’m gonna need some more context, Lixie,” Zane teased.
Felix made a whiny, frustrated sound, making Zane giggle when he rubbed his face against his bare stomach. “I’m serious,” Felix sulked.
Zane grinned, fisting his hands in Felix’s hair to point his face towards him. “I know you’re serious. I just don’t know what we’re talking about.”
Felix blew a breath out through his nose. “Babies. We’re talking about babies.”
