Ankh feels Hina still under him, relaxing as Eiji coils tighter and tighter. Only half hears her words as the dark haired man rocks with him, Ankh pressing into the secondhand desire until it bursts, groaning himself as he feels Eiji start to grow limp inside him and the blond pulls back to just his body's senses.

Ankh's breath is still short, skin sweaty from the heat of both of them pressed against him, and his dick is throbbing. Orgasm feeling painfully far away and too close at the same time. It's hard to focus on anything, thoughts foggy, but Ankh does feel Eiji's groping and manages to reach back as he keeps gasping into Hina's neck. Mind too fried for much else for the next few moments.