“The sergeant you remind me of preferred, ‘reprobate’ when he wasn’t using slurs about our race,” Hrevna’a offered darkly. “Try that on for size.”

“Most helpful you’ve been all day is when I’m insulting you.” Rhaefi’a shakes his head. “Is that what always turns on you soldier types? Cehn’to likes getting called names, too.”

“…Moon’s clit, man, obviously? We’re playing around here. Why are you being such a daisy about it? You worried I’m hurting his fucking feelings while I’m balls-deep in him?”

He doesn’t say anything, though his cock droops a bit. “… well, is he?”

Mahao’li stops for a second, looking between the pair slowly. “…is that really what you’re worried about? That the big strong hunter can’t take care of himself?” He cracks a wounded but reassuring smile for the brunette, giving his bulge a reassuring squeeze. “I would t still be out here if it wasn’t an enjoyable experience, Rhaefi’a”

“It is my duty to look out for the guests, even if they are strong, handsome, potent hunters who can look out got themselves.”

“Plus I worry when Hrevna’a is always talking like he’s going to cause a fight.”

“We’re fine, Rhaefi’a. No need to worry about anything”

“Isn’t your other duty making sure he enjoys as much casual sex as possible? You’re welcome to help with that.”

Rhaefi’a shoots a small scowl at him, but then crouches under Mahao’li, face inches from the satihr’s cock. “Yes, if I don’t have to stop you from causing problems, then I can focus on making sure you’re fucking him like he deserves.” His wet tongue slides across Mahao’li’s tip. “Don’t disappoint.”

Mahao’li gasps sharply as he feels Rhaefi’a’s tongue snake across his length, a note of discomfort lacing the noise. Evidently, he was more sensitive to Rhaefia’s tongue than he was Hrevna’s hand.

”Ahh, you don’t need to do that Rhaefi’a…”

“And leave your satisfaction up to this… person?” Rhaefi’a protested, lingering in dissatisfaction over the options for nouns available to him in Eorzean. “I don’t think my duty allows such blatant disregard for your pleasure.”

“Pretty good, but it works better with exaggeration than understatement. Try calling me a greedy fucking loafer.”

“I don’t think my duty allows me to leave you in the hands of this selfish, pig-headed pisspot.” He licks the hypersensitive cockhead again as Hrevna’a laughs, lingering with his tongue on the foreskin and pushing it back.

Mahao'li chuckles at the exchange, before making another noise, this time a more distinct hiss of discomfort as Rhaefi'a's tongue snakes beneath his foreskin, and he wiggles his hips back slightly away from the other man's ministrations. While he won't say it aloud, it would seem he's not enjoying Rhaefi'a down there as much as he might at another time. "I promise, Rhaefi'a, the pig-headed pisspot is taking excellent care of me." He pauses amoment adjusting on Hrevna'a lenth, before continuing. "Besides, you were enjoying the show, no?"

"Yes," he drawls, "and now I'm enjoying myself down here." He licks again, and this time notices the sharp shudder it causes.

"Oh, are you still sensitive?" He blushes hard enough that Mahao'li can feel the heat of it on his cocktip when Hrevna'a starts chuckling. "I—I didn't think—if he was pumping on it..."

Mahao'li blushes himself as he feels the heat of Rhaefia'a cheeks beneath him. "Four loads is....a lot of stimulation in a few hours. And Fondling is not the same intensity as a cute boy suckling on it."

He clamors around for a moment, trying to find a way to salvage the situation. "Well, the view down here is excellent, even if I'm not tasting it. It definitely makes me excited to get it back into my mouth later." After a few moments, he crawls back out from under Mahao'li and jumps up, avoiding eye contact. "I can, ah—it seems like Hrevna'a has things better under control than I feared, so I can—I'll be ready to help you clean up after? If you want?"

“If you’re so concerned about helping out here, you can suck on my nuts,” Hrevna’a interjects helpfully. “Should still have a nice view of his while you’re down there, too.”

Rhaefi’a crosses his arms and laughs. “How incredibly generous of you. You can earn that once you’ve satisfied our guest to my liking.”

Mahao’li chuckles at this, smiling reassuringly at Rhaefi’a. “He’s taking good care of me, don’t worry.”

“Yeah! And besides: I thought you liked whatever-you-call-it… qoulthi?” He leans down over Mahao’li even so and started thrusting faster all the same. “If you can’t have his, I figured I would put mine on offer. In the spirit of generosity and all? Since you aren’t offering yours to my good bitch here, I gotta have enough for two so you don’t have to go crawling back to the house unfucked.”

“Offering mine?” He looks down slowly toward Mahao’li. “I … could do that.”

Mahao’li chuckles at the other man’s hesitancy, moaning softly at Hrevna’s more intense thrusting. “Did you forget you have a cock as well with all your worrying, Rhaefi’a?”

“Moon’s tits, you’re an idiot. He was playing with it when walked up. Of course he wants it. I wasn’t going to say anything because maybe you didn’t want to feed it to him for some reason but actually you just have no brain when a thick one is swinging, huh?”

“No! I just—I couldn’t—I was more focused—”

 With an irate growl, he steps forward, grabs his half-hard cock in one hand, and guides it to Mahao’li’s mouth, stroking and squeezing to re-firm up.