[ Kaveh watches in approving silence as Eiden strips out of his undergarments, watching as the silky boxer briefs hit the floor and only then allowing his eyes to trail back up, taking in every inch of the other's body as he lays himself out, from the smile on his face to the way his thigh parts, inviting Kaveh closer even as he draws attention to his growing arousal.

The blonde takes the invitation, stepping into the space between Eiden's thighs, one hand reaching to gently cup the two wrists stretched up over the younger's head, a tilt of his own as he considers, crimson eyes drifting to the other's face as he smiles—a slow expression that grows on his lips, almost playful. ]

You're perfect. Now... do you think you can keep these hands where they belong up here? Or do I need to get something to hold them in place?