Gaius knew that crook of his fingers was going to do it. What he didn't know was that he was in prime splatter zone. There's a brief hissed fuck, and he eases out of Estinien to rub at his face. Come in your eye is nasty and stings, but Gaius knew the risks.

He grabs one of his dirtier shirts and wipes himself clean on a discrete corner of it, and then shifts his weight a bit so he can sit up -- and take pressure off his throbbing erection. He's so hard, and it has been so long since he had a partner...

But he asks how Estinien is doing instead of help with his own arousal: "You alright there, dragoon?"