"Yes, of course. I — I applogize." He blushed and ducked his head down to focus on lathering up Viktor's shoulders and chest with soap. "You will have to forgive me, I have had such relations before —" nope. Hang on. "Well not two men at the same time, but ah... mmm. I just need to get more used to the idea of this happening more frequently, which does not mean I disliked it."
Wasn't Viktor usually the one fumbling? Fuck his life.
It is odd, not to be the blushing virgin in this situation. But he can't blame Xander for it; they only just began their romantic relationship, and now they've added a new variable. It is all a lot to wrap one's head around. Viktor is just enjoying being with two men he likes very much.
He pushes himself up and back again, lifting his head out of the water and making his chest more accessible for Xander to touch. He leans back and turns his head to kiss his partner's cheek, hand on his other cheek to press it firm.
"Shhh. It's alright, love. There is no pressure or expectation."
His other hand still touches Barcus, and he looks back at his friend.
"I am glad you enjoyed it, Barcus. We all earned a night of pleasure and relaxation."
Cultural differences, Barcus decides silently. Religious men will get themselves tangled in knots before accepting what they want, as if suffering through the turbulent emotions is a deliberate sacrifice to their god.
Lucky for him, neither Gaerdal nor Gond expect such things. His only concern need be care and kindness to his equally-mortal companions.
"Indeed," he agrees. "No pressure or expectation, but all the affection in the world for the both of you."
He puts his hand over Viktor's and tilts his head to kiss his wrist lightly.
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Wasn't Viktor usually the one fumbling? Fuck his life.
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He pushes himself up and back again, lifting his head out of the water and making his chest more accessible for Xander to touch. He leans back and turns his head to kiss his partner's cheek, hand on his other cheek to press it firm.
"Shhh. It's alright, love. There is no pressure or expectation."
His other hand still touches Barcus, and he looks back at his friend.
"I am glad you enjoyed it, Barcus. We all earned a night of pleasure and relaxation."
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Lucky for him, neither Gaerdal nor Gond expect such things. His only concern need be care and kindness to his equally-mortal companions.
"Indeed," he agrees. "No pressure or expectation, but all the affection in the world for the both of you."
He puts his hand over Viktor's and tilts his head to kiss his wrist lightly.