Jack is all soft kisses and loving it, maybe a little more than he should. Gabriel is all sloppy makeout sessions and drooling licks, especially when he tries to take Reinhardt’s tip into his mouth, and deepthroat him, which would of course stop Jack from doing anything more. But, along the way, his throat tightens and constricts, making him damn near choke himself, and he has to come up for air, and mutter a few curses. But, Reinhardt shushes him, and drags a meaty hand across his head with a-

with a smile. Nobody really wins, except Gabriel, in a way. Reinhardt just pulls him up into his thick arms, hugs him with a cheery laugh, and drags him in to bed. Jack might be a little mad, but Gabriel seems a bit happy, even if he shows it as a pouting, aggressive sort of ‘stop hugging me so damn hard!’ way.

Reinhardt groans, one arm thrown across his eyes. He is bone tired and his boys are not letting him rest.

He can feel them, sitting warm and heavy on either side of his hips, arguing with barely muted voices over the treat they both want for themselves.

There are lips at his cock and wet, eager tongues lapping at him – and there’s no way he could sleep when his toes are tingling and Jack and Gabriel are practically crawling on top of his body, trying to push the other to the side.

Reinhardt can hear the wet, suckling sounds of their lips meeting at the swollen head of his dick, biting impatient kisses into each other’s mouth. He lets them play – until he feels the edge of sharp teeth lightly scratching his skin, at which point his arm shoots down and he curls thick fingers into short hair and pulls the perpetrator away.

“Careful now,” he rumbles and peeks down just in time to see Gabriel’s shit eating grin as he uses his chance to curl a long, serpentine tongue around Reinhardt’s cock before popping the broad head in.

Jack looks petulant and unhappy where he’s held at bay by Reinhardt’s hand.

“He pushed me,” he mumbles, contrite and ashamed, and Reinhardt lets him go with a gentle pat to his cheek. Jack proceeds to lie his head onto one of Reinhardt’s massive thighs, lapping with a soft, warm tongue at the deeply furrowed scar on his right hip. He is eyeing Gabriel’s shameless sucking with envy.

Gabriel, for his part, takes it too far too fast – just as usual. His body becomes unfocused in his eagerness, hands morphing into claws that scratch just this side of painful against Reinhardt’s belly as he tries to fuck his throat onto the gratifyingly thick cock and promptly chokes on it.

Reinhardt watches Gabriel’s nostrils flare, tears shooting to his eyes as he first tries to push through it with fierce determination but soon has to relent, coughing and spluttering as he off.

Jack snorts and mumbles something Reinhardt can’t quite catch, and Gabriel looks miserable even though he tries not to show it, cheek rubbing against the wet head of Reinhardt’s dick, eyes wet from the choking.

“Ahh… C’mere,” Reinhardt sighs, urging him up with coaxing fingers beneath his chin as he feels Jack settle triumphantly between his thighs and nuzzling affectionately against the treat that was all his now.

“Ridiculous boys…”