Both of them are well-practiced at this and it doesn't take long at all for Eros to strip Pan bare. In a quick movement, he grabs his hips and has him on his back against soft, cool grass.

It's only another moment before he's kicked away the rest of his clothes and he's pinning Pan to the grass, skin to skin. "Turnabout indeed, coz," he whispers, a breath away from his lips.