Gideon fell for it every time, even when he knew what Heath was doing. They both wanted it, so why resist? He growled faintly as Heath started trying to get into his pants, rolling his hips to evade his fingers. "Tsk. Not yet," he growled, while his fingers slid down lower, wrapping around Heath's cock, stroking him slowly, thumb sliding over the head, teasing and deliberate, exploring him like he didn't have every inch memorized already. "You've been misbehaving, remember?"