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"Fuck, yeah," Sean murmured, the Sheffield thickening against Viggo's ear as he rocked his hips gently up. "Let me feed him your cock."

Orlando moaned, unashamed, the sides of his scalp naked where Viggo's palms rested securely, fingertips bisecting the line of the Mohawk as he opened his mouth wider and felt the head of Viggo's cock skate along the back of his throat.

Viggo was too busy trying to breathe to be an active participant, and Sean's other hand was flat on his stomach, pressing in a gentle reminder, yeah, yours, own you, and it was so fucking clear.