Leo is so good. 

Sasha pulls him into his lap and kisses him and starts getting both of their clothes off, lets Marlo's head fall on his shoulder. 

This is NOT FAST ENOUGH.

Sasha should take his clothes off FASTER.

He's going as fast as he can! It is genuinely hard when you have someone squirming distractingly in your lap and someone else kissing your shoulder! 

Unfortunately he is literally incapable of not squirming distractingly.

And not making very distracting moans every time Sasha brushes against him.

Then he'll just have to deal with their clothes coming off more slowly than might be ideal, won't he. 

Once they're both bare he pulls Leo close, moves Marlo so that Leo is between them, and kisses Leo again. 

He wiggles. "Sasha, Sasha, I need you, please, I need you inside me, don't tease me, please--"

"Ask Asher how that went for him sometime," but he lines them up and — oh — Leo's so hot and wet and tight and — 

"Thank you, thank you, you're so good, I love you, thank you, I need you, please."

Marlo wraps an arm around Leo's waist and kisses up and down his neck, echoes the stream of "Leo our Leo my Leo" that spills out of Sasha. 

"Want you," he says, "want Marlo, want Marlo in my mouth, please please please--"

Sasha looks up at Marlo, then turns Leo around so he's facing Marlo but still in Sasha's lap, on Sasha's —

Marlo scrambles to get his clothes off. 

And Leo has his mouth on Marlo's dick and Sasha's dick is inside him and everything is okay and he can't imagine wanting anything other than this and he is the happiest person in the world.

Good. 

Leo's mouth is warm and soft and he keeps making noises and — 

Somebody should say 'Leo, come.'

Leo is expressing this opinion via moans. 

Sasha is pretty sure that he gets it anyway. 

"Ahh — Leo — come —" 

There's a wave of pleasure that overtakes him and then everything is sensitive, every time Sasha moves in him it sends shudders through his body, he can feel every inch of Sasha's dick, he can't concentrate enough to give a good blowjob but hopefully the amount he's moaning makes up for it--

It is it is it is — 

"My good boy, my Leo — come —" 

And he does and then everything is sharper and more intense-- he can't think, his hips are pushing awaytowardsawaytowards Sasha's dick, the brush of Marlo's dick against his lips would be enough to make him shudder-- his breath is hitching, almost sobbing--

— Marlo bites down hard on his own wrist and comes down Leo's throat and clings to him. 

He gasps when the taste of Marlo's come hits his tongue, it's so good it's so important it's the most important thing in the entire world to get to make Marlo come--

"Good boy," Sasha whispers, "come —" 

He actually is crying now, it's too much it's all too much he never wants it to stop--

He goes so tight when he comes and it's so good and it's so much and — 

Sasha finishes inside him and collapses and kisses his shoulder and says "Good boy, you can stop begging."