Eames hisses, his hips twitching again. His hand rubs harder between Syeira's legs accidentally, but he likes the moans she's been making, so he keeps it up, loving how wet she is.

He licks his other fingers and reaches down to touch her on the backside, just letting his wet fingers run over her opening without pushing in. He just wants to see how she gets used to the feeling of someone messing around back there.