(Relax.) Heine takes as deep a breath as he can manage through his nose. Eyes shutting, he lets Jade touch his hair as he sucks him off, settling in even as he's penetrated by two of Eichel's fingers from the start. When he exhales, his body loses some of its wound-up tenseness.

Eichel spreads his fingers wider inside him and fucks him with their length, rough enough to make him hurt a little. But Heine is already welcoming it, his jaw slackening enough that he manages to take Jade in almost to the hilt. (It feels good.) To his own surprise, Heine finds himself enjoying it far more than he had the last time, even the sensation of Jade's cock stretching his throat open arousing.

"Do your best." Eichel speaks while looking down at Heine, but he glances up again and smiles at Jade. He palms at Heine's ass, spreading him just slightly more before he begins pressing his cock in. The first hint of a much larger girth than Heine had been prepared for triggers a choked moan, his throat tightening convulsively around Jade's length. But he still doesn't pull away.