Eichel sits back and watches as Jade continues to move his hands. Heine registers this with a hazy sort of understanding. They're in his room, why wouldn't he be there—even if Jade is in the process of touching him in such an intimate way? Heine looks away from Eichel and instead focuses on the light contact against his skin. It's nice, just as everything else was, until dry fingertips brush between his legs. Breathing in sharply, Heine's legs twitch and he almost dislodges Jade's hands entirely.

He'd let them both fuck him? Why..?

It's fine. Slowly, Heine relaxes again.