Bull chuckles, shifting until he's leaning over Eskel braced on one forearm, the other sliding under Eskel's arched back to try and hold him in that position, press the two of them together. Bull's pants never actually dried, and they're thin enough that Eskel will be able to feel his cock that way, even though he won't really get hard until Eskel is.

"This close enough?" he asks, just in front of Eskel's face again and grinning with all his teeth, trying to put a little bit of something dangerous into the look.