— What are you... — Ren exhales noisily, turning his blue eyes from Doc to Martyn. He found them both talking in... German? And judging by Martyn's smile and Doc's grin, he caught these two metamours in the middle of flirting. Even without knowing German, I suspected something similar.
No, you shouldn’t think that he was against it... It was rather pure surprise. He didn't expect this from the two of them.
— Oh, Ren, we were just talking about you. — Doc grins, pulling his boyfriend towards him by the waist, enjoying the way Ren blushes, also not expecting such an “attack”. The ears on the canine hybrid's head are flattened against his hair, and his cheeks are flushed red due to embarrassment.
— D-Doc,— the dog hybrid involuntarily groans intermittently, briefly looking shyly at Martyn standing next to him. He didn't mind his other boyfriend watching them, but it was still very awkward when he paid attention to one of the metamours in front of the other.
— We discussed here that you should also learn German. — Martyn says in a drawn out and languid voice, standing behind Ren, pinching the good boy behind, — You know, positive reinforcement of the material helps you learn better.
— What?— Ren doesn’t have time to realize what’s happening before Doc leans over and kisses him with a slightly insistent kiss, sensibly squeezing his waist in his hands.
Ren feels like all the air instantly disappears from his lungs, and his legs give way. If it weren't for his boys holding him, he would definitely have fallen from such an unexpected attack.
— By the way, — through his melting brain and kiss with Doc, Ren hears Martyn’s mocking and languid voice next to his neck. A horde of goosebumps run across his skin, and he wants to whimper into the kiss, but he doesn’t want to give up so quickly. Doc presses Ren even closer to him, not allowing the guy to escape from the trap of his guys, in which he himself did not mind falling into the abyss. — In German “kiss” is kuss~