It was easy to match movement for movement, even though they had grown into two different men, they still had the same long knowledge which lead to he same familiarities with touches and sensations.
Eric was disappointed a bit when he felt Baba move away physically, but became aware of her arousal and the desire to watch that bubbled from her, and gave his attention back to the man before him.
This was, as she had observed, more some sort of masturbation than it was sex with another. Their skin felt as one, their minds worked as one, they worked to bring one another pleasure which brought more pleasure to themselves. And now with Baba Yaga in attendance, it was rather voyeuristic as well, which pleased them both.
First blood was drawn on both at the same time through a nip to the right shoulder by identical fangs. Hands worked to spread the blood up necks in a teasing gentle gesture.
It felt difficult to both to pull apart, though they each wanted to invite their watcher to join in.