Swoff loved the reactions he could draw from Eames. He loved the feeling of his weight on top of him. Swoff was used to a slim, light girlfriend- someone he could just lift into the air with one arm if he wanted to. And that wasn't to say that he hadn't enjoyed sex with her, but this was entirely different. This was rough and exciting, and Eames was strong and could put up a good fight to keep him in place- not that he was fighting, but just knowing that he had some physical power about him was thrilling. And the weight of his body- pressing him into the bed-
Eames' response made Swoff groan with pleasure at the very thought of it. Knowing that Eames could do that, pound away at him until he screamed- "OhmyGod-" he sobbed, hips thrusting up against him, pulling at his arse, letting the friction build up between them. "Yes- Eames- ohGodEames-" he sobbed, just giving him what he wanted now. He gasped, moaning happily as he felt the wetness against his stomach. Just knowing that he could give Eames such pleasure made him feel incredibly sexy.