Rayner was growing slowly louder, watching her ass rise and move as he played with her, and got to watch while he felt her lips and... and throat... deeper... fuck. He had to work not to double over, feeling Tellus suck harder and harder even while he went into her throat, like she wasn't just giving him the little squeeze but really trying to slurp him all in, back, and forth as if trying again. He pushed his thumb and fingers harder, really getting caught up-<br/><br/>And all too soon it seemed to end.<br/><br/>He growled in a mix of protest and pleasure, shuddering in the sudden lack of that sucking following the pop, and he blinked down at her up to something again, and Celeste as panicked for the lack of her pleasure as she was in it. He understood. The belt he was somewhat confused about, but with no more protest than cocking his brow, he let his hand pull out and away, trailing over a bit of her back, and a part of Cel's stomach, as he rose and went to get it.<br/><br/>What he found when he came back... well... it was rather remarkable.<br/><br/>He half stopped in his tracks, looking at one woman atop the other, bodies pressed together and hips elevated, slowly looking them over very carefully every which way, taking it all in before he set a knee up on the foot of the bed, and started to move onto it, tearing off his shirt in a quick natural motion.<br/><br/>"I've died and gone to heaven."<br/><br/>He chortled low and deep from his throat and chest, keeping the voice as he laid a hand gently over Tellus' buttocks, gaining his balance as he stopped behind them and asked- or commanded, as his tone fell somewhere between: "Kiss for me."<br/><br/>He'd wait until there were lips forcibly occupying each other, figuring Tellus would go as forceful as she ever did. And then he'd quietly flick the object in his hand, gathering it- letting a length of the belt hang out of the top of his hand, double looped. His wrist turned upward, and with a snap it'd crack out- first impact of the belt whipping across one of Celeste's now very nicely exposed cheeks. He knew she liked it, though hopefully the kiss would keep her waking everyone else in the hotel with the surprise of the first impact. Humming a soft, cheery tune as if he was trying to be reassuring, and rubbing his free hand down the side of Tellus' hips and over Celeste's, like he was trying to calm them both, his arm pulled back and snapped forward again, lashing with a sharp crack across one of Tellus' ass cheeks, and then Celeste's other, alternating more and more quickly back and forth, back and forth, a staccato of cracks as he tried to mix up the locations of the impact- and then made a brief pause before quickly picking out one red line on each and giving it a good second visiting.<br/><br/>And in what only seemed the most logical follow up to the lashing to him, Rayner leaned forward on an elbow, and paused to gently kiss the spots he'd struck at random.