Ashley likes being teased, but that’s certainly not about to stop him whining about it. He whimpers plaintively, nuzzling at Ereuvir’s chest and distractedly kissing Ereuvir’s nipple. He rocks his hips back desperately, instinctively trying to get those fingers deeper, even though he knows Ereuvir is keeping it shallow on purpose.

“Fuck me,” he begs at last, whining and nipping at Ereuvir’s throat between pleas. “Please fuck me.”