Felix dragged him upwards, then leaned over to kiss him, licking his face clean.
“Is it my turn?” Avi teased.
“Yeah, how do you want me?” Felix asked.
“Can I keep fucking you? Are you too sensitive?” Avi asked.
“No, I’m good.”
“Then I want you on all fours, kitten.”
Felix prowled forward, his hands inching down the mattress and into Zane’s space until his elbows were on either side of Avi’s thighs, watching as his husband disappeared out fromunderneath him. When he was on his knees behind him, Felix made a show of widening his legs and arching his back, quickly grabbing the lube and spreading it over his fingers before reaching back to swipe it over his hole. “There you go, baby. Fuck me. Fill me up.”
Felix hissed as Avi slammed home. It wasn’t painful, just…sensitive. To his credit, Avi wasn’t trying to drag it out. He had his hands on Felix’s cheeks, holding him spread wide as he pounded as deep as his body would physically let him, punching breathy little sounds from Felix’s lips each time their hips connected.
Zane’s lips found his, but they were both being jarred too much to kiss properly, content just for their mouths to slide together as they breathed each other’s air, fingers threaded together as they let their husbands take what they wanted.
Surprisingly, it was Zane who came first, untouched, just from the way the comforter had worked over him while Asa fucked him. Avi came next, hips falling off rhythm with a hoarse shout, then grinding against him like he wanted to make sure he was as deep as possible before he filled Felix up.
As usual, Asa was not far behind Avi, groaning long and low, before falling over Zane’s back, panting. “Damn, Lois,” he said, just loud enough for all of them to hear him.
Felix grimaced as Avi pulled free of him, then flopped onto his back on the bed. Felix laid down beside him, curling onto his side, then letting Avi fold around him. When Asa pulled free, Zane crawled onto the bed and into Felix’s arms, gesturing for Asa to come snuggle him.
Once Asa was wrapped around him to Zane’s liking he yawned wide enough to make his jaw crack.
“That was nice,” Zane said, still a little out of breath.
“Yeah, I’m going to leave a glowing review of those boots,” Avi promised. “The necklaces, too. I don’t think they’re going to let you return them after what we just did.”
“Don’t worry, I bought them,” Felix assured him.
“Oh, good. A worthy investment.”
“I’m not so sure our accountant will think so,” Felix teased.
“Well, she’s not the boss of us. It’s an investment in our marriage,” Avi said around a laugh.
“A big one,” Zane let slip.
There was a long stretch of silence. “How big?” Avi finally asked.
“I gave them the black card,” Felix said as if that answered the question.
“And how much did you put on said black card?” Avi asked, hand creeping up under the gauzy top to pinch his side.
“A couple thousand,” Felix hedged.
“Oh, that’s no big?—”
“Fifty thousand,” Felix blurted.
“Fifty thousand? Dollars?” Avi echoed.
“No Russian rubles,” Felix deadpanned.
Avi fell silent, staring at the ceiling. “That was a fifty thousand dollar rim job?”
Felix turned to glance over his shoulder. “Are you trying to say my ass isn’t worth fifty thousand?”
