"There was that one time you edged me for far too long," he replies, his eyes darkening further in desire. Though he couldn't deny that he'd liked that just as much... well at the end.

He watches as the Forger sinks to his knees and pulls his briefs down to his thighs.

Fuck, seeing this man on his knees in front of him just made him harder. "Eames," he growls low, loving the feel of his tongue on him. "Fuck." His hand slides into Eames' hair and just holds on.