Arthur was barely able to hold in his whimpers as he adjusted to Eames's cock inside of him and continued unclenching and clenching his hands on the sink. He inhaled with a groan when Eames gave his ass a light smack and bit down on his bottom lip. "Mm, fuck, I've missed that, daddy," he mumbled and shifted his stance a little.

He grinned slowly. "I'm always good, daddy," he said as he looked at him with darkened eyes. He allowed himself to go to that mindset and press back against Eames when he felt ready.