Ashley shifts down as Ereuvir moves up, nuzzling his face against Ereuvir's groin. He whimpers as Arkady's finger slides into him, and gasps with each thrust, lifting his hips into it with increasingly needy little noises. Size queen that he is, Ashley is ill-content with just one finger, and he wiggles his ass back against Arkady's hand, trying to tempt him to more. "Arkady," he whines, scolding. "More."

It occurs to him, fleetingly, that perhaps Arkady is being gentle with him thinking that Ashley hasn't been fucked since they were last together. In which case he is very, very mistaken.