Gideon would be gratified to know he wasn't getting boring and predictable. Not that they would talk about it. There was a lot of things about them they didn't talk about. Everything else under the sun, but not this.
"Fuck... yes," he growled against Heath's lips and gave himself up to the sensation of fucking his best mate with abandon, taking him over, loving it, needing it, even. He'd never thought he could have sex with the same person more then once or twice and still remain interested. But with Heath- and Merton too, it had to be admitted, he just seemed to want it more the longer things went on. He bit Heath's lip, tugging and then kissing him again, hand on Heath's hip slipping between them to wrap around Heath's cock, stroking him in time to the thrusts of his hips, fucking Heath into his hand. "Come apart for me, Heath," he growled, more command then plea.