MARTIN (panting heavily): “Oh. Oh! Oooh, God! Oh, please do that again!”
MARTIN (breathing normally now): “Douglas?”
MARTIN (irritated sigh): “Simon. Says. Please do that again. Although the mood’s gone now.”
DOUGLAS: “It’s not my fault. You could give it up anytime you wanted.”
MARTIN: “Why aren’t you giving it up then?”
DOUGLAS: “Oh, I just assumed you enjoyed bringing this third man into our bedroom… Bit kinky, but who am I to argue about what floats your boat?”
Oh my God, oh my God, my sides. I don’t ship Douglas/Martin, but I can so totally see them doing this. BRBLMFAO.