It isn't what Eames is expecting, and that in itself is almost — not quite — as thrilling as what she does. Typically, being taken by surprise in any way would be unsettling, when so much of who he is and what he does is centered around predicting other people's reactions, learning how they work and what makes them tick, but here in a situation like this, it's practically refreshing, or at the very least, more than welcome, making his heart beat a little faster in his chest. Not about to interfere at all — she's got this, clearly — he stands still as she undoes his belt and frees him from his pants, nails pressing into his palms and breath catching in his throat at the warmth of her mouth wrapped around him. "Oh, fuck."