Phillip runs his nails lightly over Gustavain's scalp as he takes that rest against him, trying to catch his own breath as he does so. It's really quite unfair, he thinks, how lovely the man looks when he's so hungry.

Of course, he doesn't get much of a reprieve either, and while he could draw a line here, refuse them both any kind of release until they were well and truly back in private, but why would he do that? It's not as if this would be the end of it all, and he very much wants to see Gus make a bit of a mess. So he doesn't object, doesn't deny either of them of what they want right now, flipping the dial back to that setting that drives him wild before leaning back and just letting the wave of pleasure take them both.