[It always did something to him, when Heine bit down on his lip and tugged, and he couldn't help but growl slightly at it, heat pooling in the pit of his stomach from that alone. It doesn't hurt that he wrapped his legs around Heine's waist to push him in all the way, breathless from the sensation of being full.
Most people wanted Eames to fuck them, which was fine, but this was a different type of intimacy he rarely wanted from others. But he supposed it was just par the course with his relationship with Heine.]
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Most people wanted Eames to fuck them, which was fine, but this was a different type of intimacy he rarely wanted from others. But he supposed it was just par the course with his relationship with Heine.]