Any other time, and the thought of Daphne with another man would have sent his temper soaring, as he had become rather possessive of her attentions. But right now, with her soft and flawless body pressing against Higgs' hard and tones muscles, he just couldn't get enough of them both. "Fuck you both look good," he murmured darkly, that possessiveness creeping across them both as he wanted the pair of them.
Something told him this wasn't new for either of them, but really, as Daphne's hand came to his chest, his own lips fell to Terence's shoulder as his hand slid down over Higgs' arse.
His hand slid down the crack of Higgs' arse, a finger sliding gently over that pucker, pressing gently as he let his teeth graze against Higgs' collarbone. Merlin, his brain was just telling him to fuck him hard, and the thought of sinking into him was all too good as he groaned.