[Well points for following orders at least, though he doesn't know where Sweeney got the idea he was participating. Eames has an eyebrow raised as he takes Sweeney's wrist to (carefully) move his hand, but listen. He's feeling ready to sit on that dick, trusting he's gonna get a little help here lining things up when he lifts his hips to get it going.]
[Okay, no help. That's fine, he kinda brought it on himself there.]
[Eames' eyes close in concentration as he takes Sweeney in his hand, slow as he can be to sink onto his cock (maybe someone was a little impatient,) but it's obvious in the way he breathes out and the way his eyelids flutter that Eames is already enjoying this.]
[Eames gasps at the sudden movement (he was getting comfortable excuse you--) and fixes Sweeney with a look to say he's not amused.]
You're a fucking nuisance, you know that?
[He circles his hips as he speaks, annoyed but clearly not enough to kick the man out of his bed, and breathes out a sigh as he starts to rock his hips.]
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[He's not stopping but also fuckin rude.]
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[Eames' eyes close in concentration as he takes Sweeney in his hand, slow as he can be to sink onto his cock (maybe someone was a little impatient,) but it's obvious in the way he breathes out and the way his eyelids flutter that Eames is already enjoying this.]
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You're a fucking nuisance, you know that?
[He circles his hips as he speaks, annoyed but clearly not enough to kick the man out of his bed, and breathes out a sigh as he starts to rock his hips.]