[That simple phrase was enough to get Eames' cock twitching in Heine's capable fingers. He believed him. Heine had never said he could do something he couldn't, wasn't the type to embellish or deflect like Eames was. He was startlingly and brutally honest, but Eames couldn't say he minded it.
He didn't need to be told twice, spreading his legs wide, taking a quick glance at the lube before setting it back on the nightstand.]
Should I help?
[Guide his fingers in, help show Heine what he liked through touch.]
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He didn't need to be told twice, spreading his legs wide, taking a quick glance at the lube before setting it back on the nightstand.]
Should I help?
[Guide his fingers in, help show Heine what he liked through touch.]