Mahao’li smirks, shifting up and back to rest in Qana’to’s lap, grinding against his length as he does so. His cock now bobbing above the waterline, he uses the hand still on Cehn’to’s head to guide him down towards it. “Well done, good boy. Lucky for you, I have another way to stay warm.”

Cehn’to flicks his ears and smiles. If he was pretending not to enjoy being tested like this, he can no longer maintain the ruse. “Xoansa satihr’zi poriyo zaio!” He scoots forward and presses his mouth to the head in a thankful kiss, before pushing his hand down under Mahao’li to grab the ruunte by the base of the cock. “I’ll hold it so you can slide on, sir.” With that he grabs the guest’s cock with his lips again and bobs with a happy purr.

Startled noises from behind Mahao’li imply that this was unexpected, though the ruunte doesn’t protest and instead just hugs his new lover tightly from behind.

Mahao’li purrs happily, sighing in pleasure as Cehn’to’s lips return to his cock. He leans back against Qana’to, catching his lips in a kiss as he grinds tauntingly against his head. “Mmm, even grinding just like so feels wonderful.”

"Come now, don't make me eat my words. I'd hate to look like a hypocrite in from of Cehn'to when I pushed you down onto the shaft for my own selfish pleasure." He chuckles and bucks upward playfully as his tip passes over the entrance during Mahao'li's grinding.

“Well, since you asked nicely” he replies, trailing off as he repositions in Qana’to’s lap. He moans softly as he feels his tip press against his entrance again, pressing down until Qana’to’s head pops into him. “Aaahh…”

Fiwjah, Qana'to mutters as the pressure on his cockhead increases and then suddenly relaxes slightly. He holds the man's hips to steady his descent and it takes all his discipline not to buck upwards. "Ahh, thank you..."

“Aaah, you’re most welcome, talhon,” Mahao’li moans out as he slides the rest of the way onto Qana’to’s length, shuddering slightly as h reaches the base

Cehn'to snorts audibly at Mahao'li's reply, causing a small splash of bubbles on the water's surface under his nose. He looks up at Mahao'li without taking his mouth off his cock, offering a smirk and nod of encouragement. The hunter had intuited how best to get the ruunte ready to rut, it seemed, and Cehn'to himself was inclined to earn a snack. He licked at the underside of the head in his mouth and bobbed shallowly while the man worked his way down the shaft under him. "Mmm!" was all he could manage, but perhaps it was enough of a clue.