Eliot whimpered when she just teased at his crotch, pressing into her hand. He needed more than that. And then his eyes flew wide open when her hand slipped inside his pants. He hadn't expected that yet.

He leaned into his twin's mouth, allowing himself to get lost in the sensations of mouth and hands. It was easier when he could just lose himself in all the feelings and forget for a moment that he was just a kid, just a street whore, forget that this shouldn't be happening, at least not like this. "Mmmore."