Ashley laughs, soft and aroused, as Ereuvir presses him between them, which is just where he wants to be. He relaxes into their combined grip, nuzzling softly at Arkady's throat.

"Do it for me," he says, still a note of petulance in his voice, but he curls his hand around the side of Arkady's neck, nestling close to him. Both of them may be irritated at him, but all he cares at this moment is that he's pressed between the two men he wants, and both of them want him.

He rests his head on Arkady's shoulder, watching Ereuvir from there to see if he will.