[It must be a new record for them to not have fallen into bed together, really. Not since they first met had they been able to keep their hands off of each other, and Eames was a bit proud of them, even as he was frustrated at this sudden distance. He had been resigned to seeing Heine off without touching him when Heine took matters into his own hands.
He had to laugh when Heine unexpected pressed him up against his hotel door, arching his neck to give him better access as he gripped at Heine's waist to bring him in closer.]
Is that going to be a problem?
[He lodged a thigh between Heine's legs, helping him take his shirt off.]
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He had to laugh when Heine unexpected pressed him up against his hotel door, arching his neck to give him better access as he gripped at Heine's waist to bring him in closer.]
Is that going to be a problem?
[He lodged a thigh between Heine's legs, helping him take his shirt off.]