Ashley smiles as they kiss, enjoying being held between them as his two lovers kiss. He grinds back against Ereuvir, writhing between them.

"Arkady," he murmurs, kissing sweetly at his throat and then biting down, wanting to mark him. He knows that they might not be able to keep this. Arkady cheated death, and he might live on for decades, and Ashley doesn't know how long or how often Ereuvir will be able to bring him down without consequence. Upset though Ashley is for all the hurt and loneliness he suffered, he appreciates that this time is precious.

"Can we keep him?" Ashley asks, sweeter and more pliant now that he's not being given a choice.