Oddly enough, it was the squeeze to his rear that sent the Medicine Seller over the edge with a sharp, shuddering intake of breath. He didn't mind being manhandled during sex, but it had certainly never specifically aroused him, let alone dragged an orgasm right out of him.

Something to consider for later, certainly. For the time being, he was quite content to stroke and suck Arthur through his orgasm.

They were quite the mess in the aftermath; the Medicine Seller's cheek and lips splattered with Arthur's climax, and his own smeared across the other man's chest.

When he could get a little strength to his hips, he rearranged himself so that he was laying alongside Arthur, looking terribly pleased.