already fuck-drunk and needy benny who's been humping frankie's thigh for the past five minutes as santi helps you into the harness, just grabbing at your hips the moment you're close enough and sucking on the fake cock hanging between your legs because if no one is going to touch him then he's gotta do something, he's going insane. (and whhhheeeewwwww fuck is that a sight, it catches santi completely off guard and makes him so much harder than he'd thought possible, already hoping benny will blow him while you fuck benny. frankie, meanwhile, can't help but to palm at benny's ass before sliding two lube-slicked fingers in, just to watch benny moan at the feeling, already distracted from the goal of waiting for you.)

or maybe smug whiskey who will not shut the fuck up, his thick honeyed drawl as much of a menace as he is so you just knee-walk up the bed to make him shut up. he thinks he's going to be rewarded for his dirty talk by you sitting on his face, right up until you lower the strap and suggest he finds a better use for his mouth. the hesitation shows for only a second before he's experimentally sucking the head. and he's never done this before but already he can tell it's going to become addictive, grabbing your hips and pulling you forward, thinking about how he wants it covered in your slick too just so he can taste you at the same time.