[His own uniquely colored eyes fell shut as his body gradually gave way to the stretch of two fingers. Another low groan escaped as his hands balled into tight fists around the bed sheets. Try as he might, he couldn't fight the urge to tense up, at least for the first several moments. Gradually though, just like with the first finger, he began to relax. The brush of fingers along his thigh helping him focus on something more than the ache]
thanks, working some very long hours lately
Will...