Neil's steady throughout, even with the distracting attention, and he's made good headway by the time Guy makes his demand. He feels as much as hears the chuckle, and he moans a little bit. He's moving a little bit even before the man slaps his ass to get him out from between the two of them.

Breathlessly, he sprawls on the bed. He runs the fingers of his clean hand into Guy's hair for a moment, just wanting to touch him, to relax and laze in the afterglow, even as he watches the way that the man finishes getting ready--slipping a condom on, slicking up, and easing into Guy with a kind of practiced ease that Neil can practically feel as well.

Especially since there's hardly a pause before he starts to fuck.