Solo stayed still where he was, watching as they moved. He gave a soft moan as he slipped out of her and she kissed him. This was the best sex he'd had in a long time, but he didn't want it to be over yet. Sinthia's hand on his cock helped him regain control of himself.

"Yes, he is," Solo wasn't sure how to tell her what he wanted right now. Words were almost beyond him. He panted for a moment, finally letting go of the headboard. "I want Illya to fuck me like I was fucking you. Hard, like he's going to split me in half with that big, gorgeous cock." Solo laid down beside her as he told her this. "Face to face. I want to see his eyes when he comes in me."

Illya moved over for him to lay down next to Sinthia. Hearing him say that made the Russian shiver. His cock was slick from Sinthia's juices, he wouldn't need any lube.