Carlos shook his head a bit at the veritable pile of dildos - most of which were Gael's, frankly - before he turned his attention to the pair between his legs. Sebastian had pulled back and was stroking his cock with one hand as he looked over his shoulder at Gael. He suspected, really, that Bas was learning what Carlos already was well aware of: Carlos might be the top, but Gael was usually the one pulling the strings.

Not always, of course. But most of the time.

For his part, Bas gave Gael a bit of an appraising look before he eyed the bunny tail plug in his hand with a very slight smirk. "Mm, all my dreams of a career as a Playboy bunny are coming true," he said as he rubbed his thumb over the slit of Carlos' cock, his lips curling up more when he heard a few muttered words of Spanish. He bent his head again to give Carlos' cock a light kiss. "As it happens," he said, "I'm not a toy virgin. Or any kind of virgin, really, but I have this suspicion that you have some things in that drawer I haven't played with yet." The last word ended on a gasp as Gael's finger slid into his ass, and he arched back slightly.

"Probably," Carlos said from the head of the bed, and his finger tugged sharply on Bas's hair, bringing his head back around. "I know Gael's extremely distracting, Sebastian," he purred, "but I'm feeling neglected, and ultimately that'll upset him, you know."

"Will it?" Bas said with a soft laugh infused with a little bit of a moan. "Well, darling, we can't have either one of those things," he murmured as he took Carlos back into his mouth."