"Mm... I wouldn't want to defile her." Bernadette was always so stern, so disciplined... He wouldn't want to do that to her. Then again, sometimes he wanted to mess with her, just to chip through her mask. He sighed softly, those soft fingers touching him, freeing it from its confines. He wouldn't want to sully Bernadette, yet Beckett wasn't off limits. Luca leaned back, sinking into his chair as the servant worked him. He was quieter than the very vocal Aiden, Luca's face twisting with pleasure as he moaned. His brows furrowed and raised, a hand coming down to curl into those fiery locks. He didn't use any pressure, letting the skilled Beckett please him, a slightly louder moan heard as the other sucked him into his mouth.
He let Beckett resume for a moment longer. Luca wanted more, for some reason feeling a blow job wasn't enough. "Beckett..." He mumbled, his hand moving from his hair to slide fingers under his chin, shifting him to come up. He wanted to do something different, something he and Beckett hadn't done before. "Come up," he urged. "I want you to ride me."