Normally Mir did not like slaves to look him in eyes. The only one who had done that was his mother, but this was oddly arousing and Emrys seemed to know his way around a cock. Who ever had trained him had trained him well. The slowly tease sent shivers up his spine. He didn't want to leave Jenn out of the experience and Mir was not going to end with just a blow job.
"Good boy," Mir murmured, stroking Emry's head with one hand and reaching for Jenn with the other. He looked to his favorite girl. "Legs a part, Jenn." He said, reaching in and rubbing her. "Take more, Emrys. I want to feel my cock deep inside you."
Fuck he had died and gone to come debouched heaven. Emry on his knees, with his pink lips around Mir's cock and Jenn getting wet under his finger.