Eren tries to rein it in a little but he can't even slow down with Reiner's hands on him. Funny how he's always the one challenging Reiner and then falling all over himself. Too bad he's a slow learning about things like that; he'll keep doing shit like this. At least losing ground here isn't like the beach.
There's something exciting about the imbalance of it for Eren, too, the feeling of cloth against his naked skin with no attempt to remedy that. He doesn't know much about power dynamics and the like. All he knows is that this makes the anticipation stronger somehow, and why wouldn't he want that?
"Yeah," he says, half-breathless, "that's the point." This close, Reiner probably can't see his face clearly, but that smirk is evident in his whispered tone.
"You can just fuck me if that's what you need to do," he says, but that's just much challenge as anything else he's said. If Reiner tosses the rope idea out and just goes for it, it's a win in a weird sense for Eren. He does want to try the rope, no mistake about it, but he can't help pushing buttons.
Eren's surprised to learn that he likes that look on Eiden's face, the way the colour spreads across his cheeks just a little. Eren blushes easily himself, but he's not used to other people doing it. It's…attractive. He doesn't quite land on the word "cute" in his head.
"I'll tell Ozymandias you said this was a good idea," he says, but it's a throwaway comment.
He tilts his head up a little, granting Eiden better access to his neck.
"I dunno what someone like you sees in me, but I'm glad you like what you see," he answers, softly, arm that's already around Eiden's shoulders sliding to pull him closer. It's a little awkward since they're sitting next to each other, but that's fine with him for now.
[ Yeah, this is one of those things that comes so easily to Yuri that it just doesn't feel like... a skill, or even like something he's doing by choice. Stupid natural charisma 8( ]
I... guess I just relax?
[ But Eren's next comment is a definite distraction. ]
—pfft. It's a type of underwear. Very little in the back.
He exhales a little sigh. A drink preference..? His preference would actually be to not be here at all but he's here now... so maybe just...
"Something not too strong," he suggests, making a small gesture with one hand. "I'd prefer to keep my wits intact."
Granted, in a place like this one, a drink need not be alcoholic to have alternative effects, but that thought doesn't occur to Edmond for the moment. He already feels strange enough telling Eren to go and get it for him.
Somehow it doesn't surprise him that Ozymandias had a hand in this. The guy has good taste (of course he'd say that, though). He's glad for it and makes a mental note to thank him later. He knows just the way to say thank you, too.
Eiden moves his lips over Eren's neck, his tongue occasionally moving to taste him, just a little bit. He's glad he didn't have to ask, he's glad the other understood that this was what was wanted now.
Likewise, Eiden allows himself to be pulled in. No resistance or hesitation. "I see someone worth my time." As it is, he thinks that's the highest type of compliment. It's one of the few things he only has so much of, so he doesn't like wasting time on people he doesn't enjoy. "Beyond, you know, the surface attractive guy."
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