There was no one else that Eames had ever had time like this with. No one he had ever kissed and nuzzled, and done much more with than just fuck and enjoy. No, there had been a few girls, but his life with guys had usually been temporary and passed rather quickly.

He was damn well hoping this wouldn't.

"My beautiful boy," he moaned, pushing slow and steady. He hadn't done enough and even though it had been a day, he wouldn't risk Arthur. Not that much. Not that quick.