Eliot should have caught the sound of footsteps, something like that shouldn't have caught him off guard if he hadn't been completely immersed in his current activities. He cursed to himself when the Devil appeared, walking in just when Sam was about to bring him over the edge. It was too late to will his erection back down, but his release was stopped abruptly enough that it left Eliot almost lightheaded.

But even in his state, the sudden appearance of danger brought his guard slamming back. It was almost instinctual that he moved in the water, to put himself slightly before Sam, not enough to really matter but the protective move was instinctual.

He was still panting and flushed from hot water and arousal, but he pushed all that aside to grin up at the Devil standing over him. "Ain't that way most of the time. You interrupted somethin' special here." He wasn't doing it consciously, but he was drawing the attention to himself and away from Sam.