Cameron makes a kind of desperate sound against her mouth, and it feels for a moment like he has to pick which urges to fight. He can keep himself from thrusting into her hand, but he doesn't think before he slides a finger inside her, wanting just to hear her make that sound again. "Anything," he assures her again, his next kiss somewhat off center, but heartfelt. "What?" He'd give her anything she asks for, he's sure of that right now, but he's close to shaking with wanting her, wanting to tell her how good it feels to have her touch him, and all but holding his breath instead. He was hard already, but this would be embarrassing if he were in a position to think about anything but her and the faint hope she thought to have condoms on hand, because he doesn't know if he could bring himself to pull away from her now.