Eddie did take his time, even once the shirt had been discarded. He wasn't entirely sure what he'd expected to be under it, the thoughts seemed to leave him as soon as the reality was there. But once it was in front of him, it seemed to fit J'mon. Neither entirely masculine nor feminine, the gold and sapphire keeping them adorned even without clothes. He watched their hair fall, draping in dark, silky waves over them. He'd never been with anyone with long hair, not like this, and it was a gorgeous sight, to see J'mon let it down.
He did brush some of it away, just on one side, his thumb not so unintentionally brushing along the skin-warmed metal that went through their nipple.