That isn't over yet. Just. Give him a moment more to settle. To remember how to breathe, how to think, how to move. Little by little he unpeels, lips and tongue working on a slow, inevitable path downwards. Licking up sweat and come and the warm tang of Sam's skin that's him and him alone.

He's a man of his word, he said. Fucked them double he did. Eating them out will be-

Comparatively lazy by comparison, as he settles between Sam's thighs, lips working at the join between leg and hip. Lazy little licks as he hooks his thumbs in to give himself enough room. When he gets to it.