"We're gonna roll you over," Jedao tells him again, warm and gentle and panting a little at the same time, all dark soft eyes and a sharp grin. He reaches for one of Eiffel's thighs, strokes gently with slick hands, guides him into letting his leg down, stretching out the ache in it a little. "So you can stroke off with Hakkai while I fuck you."

He doesn't have Hakkai's strength, so he wriggles back up the bed, drawing Eiffel into a deep kiss before Hakkai is ready to turn him around.