The trail her fingers made over his chest, descending downward to the part of him that was certainly in control of the rest of them brought a sense of anticipation to his heart rate, quickening it and eager to feel those skilled hands there. He likely had some witty comment to make but it failed to make it from his brain to his mouth, as his mouth had more important matters to attend to. As did his hands, as they undid the latch of her bra, making quick work of discarding it with a fling across the room.
"Hello, girls," he murmured softly, breaking the kiss to look down at the perfect pair of breasts belonging to Serafina Vetrov. Ash dipped his head down to let his tongue roll over the tip of one breast, his hands positioned underneath to massage with the thumbs. He fully intended to give each part of Sera the attention it deserved. To leave each part of her with the aching memory of his touch long after he'd left. Ash liked the idea of leaving a lasting impression, and where a look could remind Sera from across the room what it felt like and to see if it affected her. It certainly made him memorable, because it meant he wasn't the sort to get the few quick thrusts his libido needed before leaving. Give them want they want and they'll be wanting more.
His attentions were split between each breast, his tongue taunting the tip into a reaction. Ash watched for her breathing to change and let his fingers trace down her arm to where it waited just above his boxers. He wanted to shove her hand underneath, but he knew that Sera would get there in her own time. She enjoyed the teasing just as much as he did. But he drew back his hand from her breast and licking at his lips slowly before kissing her again.
"You sure you want to bring him out so soon?" he asked between breathless kisses, "My hands and tongue know their way down there enough we don't need the grand entrance yet."