Eiffel can only get one leg between them to twist his body to face Hakkai more, but it just means his erection is at full mast and fully exposed, pinned almost painfully down by the stretch of his jeans, and when Hakkai's hand gets a good grip on his hair his hips twitch with the motion as he gives a breathless groan.

"'s'okay," he mumbles, kissing back with equal furvor. "It was hot- would've told you to stop if I was- y'know, actually upset..."