In truth there had been a moment, worrying he was wanting too much, pushing too hard. They were coming few and farther in between but they did happen. Leaning down over Eames, he nipped the small of his back, trailing his tongue lower, teasing.
"Maybe I should make you beg now," he said, pulling himself together emotionally and mentally. "Occurs to me too," he murmured against the curve of one cheek. "No lube on hand. Can't hurt you, can I? Never break my toys."
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Date: 2011-06-01 11:52 pm (UTC)"Maybe I should make you beg now," he said, pulling himself together emotionally and mentally. "Occurs to me too," he murmured against the curve of one cheek. "No lube on hand. Can't hurt you, can I? Never break my toys."