Eames smirked. He couldn't deny he was a little bit turned on by the fact that Swoff was younger than him. And now even more younger than him. Well, everyone had their kinks. Eames' was apparently fucking a twenty year old soldier.
"I'm almost disappointed," he purred, lifting his eyes to look up at Swoff as he ran his tongue along his hip. "Almost. I mean, I was going to do anything I wanted to you anyway. Well, we'll start off slow," he added, because this was new territory to him, and though he was sure he'd done a good job so far that was basic stuff.
"I don't really- well, I don't-" he hesitated, because until this moment he had been very full of bravado but in reality he was a bit nervous and unsure. "I've never been with a guy properly. No matter what I might have tried to tell you to seduce you at the air base," Eames said, laughing a little bashfully.
Right now, though, he was just marvelling at Swoff's body. Enjoying his body. The muscles, his skin, the scars from battles and his life before. "I do know I want to do things to you that will make my bed groan."