[Eames almost laughed at loud at how easy that was. If only they had talked sooner, they might have saved themselves a lot of heartache, a lot of time wasted. But he supposed it was fine this way too, with Heine's mouth against his throat, his hips against his. He let out a soft moan, moving his hips to match Heine's movement, nodding.]
Yeah.
[He used his hands to cup Heine's face gently, tilting it up so he could kiss him.]
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Yeah.
[He used his hands to cup Heine's face gently, tilting it up so he could kiss him.]
Just fuck me already.
[And people said romance was dead.]