Hrevna’a hoots approvingly and slows his thrusting long enough to let them get situated. “Yeahhh, boy, get some!”

“Shut! Up! And fuck him, you limp, selfish, rudin, loudoh bimpe!” 

“You got it, Sarge.” If Hrevna’a is at all put out by the verbal abuse, he doesn’t show it as he happily slams forward as hard as he can.

Any response Mahao'li has to this interaction is lost as Hrevna'a's movement sends him forward, the force eliciting a moan that is lost as Rhaefi'a's hardening length slides into his throat, his nose burying in the keeper's pubes as he bottoms out. 

“Relax, he’s fine,” Hrevna’a grunts suddenly, to the sound of irritation and embarrassment from his opposite. “Just don’t fight him if he pulls away.”

“I know! It’s not like I haven’t given… uh… what’s the word for this… end of it? In Eorzean?”

“Tsk, don’t you know? You must be too busy at the hot spring and not focused on your studies enough.”

Another laugh. “Yeah, I don’t know either. Nobody really uses it. There probably is one. The ruun’te would know.”

For a while, silence prevails, interspersed only with the gentle sounds of pleasure. “Do you even know what it is in kiipahgo?” he mumbles suddenly, eliciting only a negatory grunt. He giggles and pets Mahao’li’s head instead. “Maybe I can thrust in you? Can you take that?”

If Mahao’li has a response to the previous question, he does not voice it, focusing instead on letting his tongue and lips explore the cock between them, suckling eagerly on his lover.

He nods his approval at Rhaefi’a’s new request, purring happily 

“Now I owe you twice, new guy,” Hrevna’a chuckles as he watches his erstwhile rival start thrusting blissfully into their shared lover. “One for letting me use your ass and two for shutting the priss up about the watch.”

“And now you’ve gone and reminded me!” His tone was sharp but less so than before, courtesy of Mahao’li and his skills with his tongue. “Why would you even?”

“Eh, I like it better this way. A little tension makes it feel better when you finally nut together. Don’t you agree, Mahao?”

 It seemed that the mischievous guardian was intent on dragging a tiebreaker into his tiff, too.

"Mh mrrrmph. Mm mrmmh mrr nngm m mmhmm" Mahao'li replies, completely unintelligible from the cock buried balls deep in his throat. While neither of his lovers can confirm if he's in agreement with Hrevna'a claim, both can tell he's enjoying himself. 

“Sounds conclusive to me!”

“What? He said, ‘I disagree. Harmony is the highest ideal within the flock.’”

“… you’re fucking kidding. He said, ‘I agree. A friendly rivalry makes the sex even hotter.’”

“Let’s hope you’re right, because I think he’d bite it off before he let me pull it out to check.”

“He loves giving head as much as you do, eh?” Hrevna’a cackled happily. “Fuck, I went for the wrong hole, I guess. Good thing I have you here.”

“It’s my duty to help.”