He tries to think about it. 

"....feels so good," are the words that come out of his mouth. 

"Okay," he says, "I love you." And he looks into Sasha's eyes and says in the odd tone of voice, "you're so horny right now. You want to fuck everyone here. They're so beautiful. You know that nothing bad is going to happen to you if you do. You just want to relax and feel how good it feels. It's so easy to come and every time you come you want to have sex more and more. You're so wet. You don't have to worry about anything. You're not going to get tired no matter how late it gets, you're not going to get sore however much you're fucked, it's going to feel so good. You're going to stop feeling like this at 5am."

And he can feel his clit throbbing, can feel how wet he is, he's probably soaking through his underwear — he should take them off — it's sort of hard to do, his hands are clumsy because of how much he's had to drink and he keeps trying to press his thighs together and trying to take his underwear off at the same time and then getting distracted by how it feels when he bites his lip and then wishing he had someone else biting him, it's so much better when it's someone else — some part of him is aching to be full, he's felt that way before with Asher but never quite this strong — 

There's a cock in his mouth and no one biting him, it's well-formed and cold warm and it tastes so good and he can hear the person gasping and feel how cold his knees are against the floor and they start to fuck his mouth, little tiny thrusts--

His mouth is so full and his cunt still aches he still wants needs hands on his clit he's still so desperate for teeth in his neck sucking taking something, desperate to be full to be fucked, and he puts his hands on the man's hips and moans around his gorgeous cock and it's not enough — 

He's pressed up against the wall and someone's dick is inside him and-- he doesn't remember getting a condom he doesn't remember taking his underwear off he doesn't remember who this person is-- they're kissing him they're stretching him out he's so full every time they move he feels so

Asher's taking care of him and nothing bad is going to happen and the things he might worry about are so far away and this cock is right here inside him and he's so full, it's so good, he's still so desperate for bleeding hurting teeth in his neck in his shoulder in his thigh something, he doesn't know what, and then his thighs tense and his eyes roll back as he comes and then it's even better —  

And then the person bites down hard and it doesn't even hurt at all, it feels like he's coming but it goes on and on and on and on--

It's so good it's so much its everything he was wanting and more he's so it's so he can't think around it why would he want to he's 

There's someone's mouth on his shoulder and someone else's mouth on his thigh and his cunt is empty but it's hard to notice or to care because they keep biting sucking kissing him and it feels even better than it did before, it feels like he's flying like every one of his cells is on fire with pleasure like he's touching the face of God--

ah 

yes please that yes I 

love 

love love love 

Nobody's touching him nobody's kissing him nobody's biting him he's so empty he doesn't know where Asher is he can feel things dripping down his legs, his own wetness and other people's come and blood--

he curls up on the floor — everything is spinning too much to try to move — and waits for Asher for someone and whimpers and tries not to cry but he can't think, can't think beyond how empty he is how desperate how 

There's the sound of someone's pants unzipping and he's moved like he's a doll so that he's kneeling and someone pushes into his mouth, moves his head back and forth so all he has to do is relax and let it happen and-- 

He sucks so enthusiastically, he's still not full still not bleeding soaring but it's so much better now and 

There's a mouth on his clit and they're sucking and being eaten out has never felt like this before, even with Asher, he's coming and coming and coming and coming and--

And his hand finds the back of their head and his fingers curl in their hair and moans spill out of his throat and 

He's empty and desperate and curled up on the floor and the room is spinning and people are talking near him but his ears aren't working to understand words, he needs Asher he needs to come he needs hands touching him he needs a cock inside him he needs mouths biting and sucking and--

he needs he needs he needs 

he curls in on himself and, and a hand between his legs isn't enough but it's what he can get, he needs Asher he needs someone, he tries to stay quiet but he's crying there on the floor, and 

Strong arms pick him up and move him to a couch and spread him out so he's accessible.

He lets himself be moved, tries to press closer into whoever is carrying him — he needs — 

"Shhh, you're all right, I got you," says Asher's voice, and his head is in Asher's lap and Asher's hands are in his hair.

"Please," he whispers, and "Asher —" 

There's a dick inside his cunt and a mouth on his shoulder and Asher just keeps stroking his hair and calling him a good boy--

He tries to say "yes, your good boy, always yours," and all that comes out is "yes — ah —"