At that moment, Swoff really didn't mind what it was that was going on between them. Maybe it was an experiment, maybe it was a one-time thing, maybe it would lead to something more- it didn't matter. All he knew was that it had been ages since he'd had a shag, and that Eames had featured heavily in his masturbation fantasies lately, so there was really nothing negative about the situation as far as he was concerned.
Swoff liked the feeling of Eames hard against him, but it was the desperate sounds that he could draw from him that Swoff really enjoyed. His hands reached for Eames' arse, groping, pulling him closer. He pressed his lips firmly against Eames', and he let his hips buck up as he pulled Eames in, meeting each other's rhythm. He didn't really know what he was supposed to do from here, but he supposed that he couldn't go too wrong if he just continued to go with whatever felt good, whatever felt right.
"You wanna fuck me?" he asked suddenly, not really thinking about what he was saying until it was out there. Okay, so that wasn't taking anything slow, but God- even after two orgasms, he still wanted more, he still wanted him so badly.