He would—god, and a little desperately, even though he’s only just come. But Neil smiles all sweet and maybe a little teasing, and he eases himself off the fingers instead him. “You first,” he says softly against Guy’s mouth.

Then he turns, kissing the man who’s just done all that work on him. He squezes his cock gently, easing back toward Guy, sighing at the feeling of him, the tease. He reaches back to ease him in, still smudging kisses to soothe any hurt that might have been caused by his shift. “You don’t mind, do you?”