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“Yes,” Zane begged. “That. I want your fingers. Fuck me with them, please?”

“Yeah?” Felix asked, a grin spreading across his face as he pressed inside to the first knuckle. “Like this?”

He was still toying with him.

“Deeper.”

Felix slid in a bit more. “Here?”

“Felix,” Zane whined. “Stop teasing.”

He heard Asa’s filthy laugh from somewhere deep in the closet.

Felix rubbed his thigh soothingly with his free hand. “Okay, baby. Okay. Because it’s your birthday, I’m going to give it to you how you like it, okay?”

Zane made a noise of disappointment as Felix’s finger disappeared entirely, then gasped as two fingers drove all the way home to the last knuckle with a wet sound.

Zane’s eyes went wide, his hips coming off the bed.

“Oh, fuck.”

“Whatever you did, I think he likes it,” Asa called, his voice filled with laughter.

“Mm,” Felix agreed, his mouth running along Zane’s thighs, his belly, his ass cheek, as he fucked his fingers in hard and fast, almost like Asa had fucked him just a couple of hours ago. “This what you needed? Huh? Fuck, do you hear how fucking wet you are? I don’t even need lube.”

“Yes. Fuck, yes. Oh, God,” Zane panted, his cock painfully hard and leaking. “You can add another finger. I want to feel full. Please. Make it hurt a little.”

“Fuck, baby. You’re killing me,” Felix murmured. “I feel like this is my birthday present. Damn.”

Zane was absolutely going to burst if he didn’t get some much-needed friction.

He reached down to stroke himself, but Felix slapped him away with his free hand.

“Don’t touch.”

Zane whined. “But it’s my present.”

Asa’s laugh this time was mocking. Zane glared in his general direction even though he couldn’t see him.

Felix grinned, all teeth and meanness, but so fucking beautiful. Zane’s sweet Lixie with just enough claws to make things interesting.

Then he met Zane’s gaze, his tongue licking over the precum rolling down Zane’s shaft, making a show of it.

Zane choked on a sob just as Felix swallowed him down, taking him to the back of his throat.

Before Zane could even adjust to the tight, wet heat of Felix’s mouth, he pulled back, then fucked four fingers back into him, setting a brutal pace without giving Zane any time to adjust.

“Ohhh, oh, oh, God,” Zane wailed. “What are you doing to me? This…oh, fuck.”

Asa appeared once more, dressed for work.

Zane tried to keep his eyes on him, but Felix was just fucking ruining him. He couldn’t think, couldn’t concentrate on anything but the pulses of mind-numbing pleasure coursing through him and making him fucking stupid.

Asa crouched beside him, teasing Zane’s nipple even as he caught his lips in a dirty kiss that lingered.

“I gotta go, Lois,” he said against Zane’s panting, parted lips, like he wasn’t being taken apart right in front of him. “I’ll call you at lunch, okay?”

“Hnf,” was all he managed as Felix hollowed his cheeks and bobbed his head, sucking the soul from Zane’s body.