Gauthiant fell silent once more as it seemed his two companions currently weren't in the mood for idle conversation, as opposed to continuing with their competition, and hardly slowing in that effort either. It brought his own release closer as his arousal surged all the higher. It was a delicious contrast between the two, the all encompassing massage from Rydia's throat on the one hand, and on the other Fran's quick tongue and stroking hands. Between that was the waiting cold of the snow, keeping his release at bay no matter how much he desired it.<br/><br/>For all his effort to hold to a fair competition, it quickly fell by the wayside as Fran decided that she wasn't content just waiting and soon enough the two of them were assaulting him with pleasure. He wasn't one to complain though, the contest far from his mind at the moment as he panted, groans and shuddering breaths heating the air as he did the best he could to keep standing and give them what they wanted in turn.<br/><br/>"F-Fuck," he panted aloud as the tension grew, both of them giving their all to giving him the pleasure that he desired. And at last it earned what they sought, length throbbing and leaping as he came at last. Whomever got the most from his release though, was another story entirely.