The skin under York's bad eye twitches, Delta echoing his irritation. Balls deep in a guy and he's being a little shit. Shutting someone like this up takes precedent over his desire to last forever- Delta doubles down on distracting equations while York hooks that other long thigh over his shoulder- bends Sam and Felix double, and rails in, grinding against his prostate. They wanna come again? Fine. They'll come again.

And again.

And again.

Till he's satisfied.