"God you're bossy when I got my fingers up your ass." But it's not like he's not going to do it. He free his fingers and wipes them on the sheets (Meyer can complain later), then uses the free hand to lift up Meyer's thigh enough to give him a good angle.

He doesn't even try to hold back the groan as he sinks in. It feels too damn good for that, like his whole day had been building up to this. His head is thrown back as eyes closed as he just loses himself in the sensation of sinking himself slowly into that tight heat.

"Fuck."