Carlos still murmured in his ear, egging him on, really, as Bas took Gael with the kind of a hard rhythm that he probably hadn't used in the bedroom before. Carlos could hardly blame him; he and Gael weren't exactly in the normal range.

"Harder?" Bas said though, in an arch sort of voice. "I can, but do you want it enough to untie one of my hands?" He could be rougher, he thought, if he had the leverage to grab Gael closer.