sometimes moving isn't terrible

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[Making room for most of Arthur's stuff is easier than Eames anticipated. He actually has a lot of space in his home that's not being used for much except storing one or two things, and it's easy enough to use the space more economically. He even floats the idea of converting the shed into an office for him, but it's a big undertaking, they can talk about it some other time.]

[By the time evening comes around, he thinks they've pretty much done it. There's probably some rearranging to be done, but it seems like an 'as and when' kind of thing. In the meantime, Eames comes to find Arthur with a bundle of his towels in his hands — obviously distracted on his way to pack them in the bathroom — and smiles tiredly when he sees him.]

How's it going?

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[Arthur makes an offended noise.]

You're not denying it.

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[Eames laughs, still nosing at Arthur's hair affectionately.]

Well, the allure of waking up to this every morning is pretty strong.

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Mm.

[Arthur stretches out his legs a little.]

I can sleep naked for you, I guess.

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You have to kiss me too.

[While he's making demands.]

Several times. Every day.

[specifiercity]

[Arthur smiles and puts on his best dry sarcastice tone.]

This is getting a bit much for me.

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So kissing me is too much?

[HMMMMMMMMM?]

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Yeah, I moved in here to kiss you less often.

[Just to punctuate how sarcastic he’s being, Arthur sits up to twist around and kiss Eames.]

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This is awful.

[He mumbles it against Arthur's lips.]

Next you'll start complaining about the sex.

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[Arthur laughs softly.]

Never.

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Good. It'd be a travesty if you did.

[and he leans in for another kiss before Arthur can give him any more sass]

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[Arthur grins and turns his whole body over, tucking himself in between Eames and the back of the couch so he can comfortably make out with him.]

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[Eames makes a very pleased sound and lets one of hos legs fall off the couch to make a bit more space for Arthur to be in comfortably. He cups his face with one hand and the other Eames rests lightly on Arthur's back.]

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[Arthur kisses him a little while, humming happily. When he finally pulls away, he doesn't go very far.]

You know, I'm feeling a little exposed.

[It's a joke because he's naked get it.]

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[Eames raises an eyebrow, a bit of a smile tugging at his mouth but only a little one.]

It's only me. And probably the dog whenever he deigns to wake up.

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[Arthur puts his hand on Eames' chest with a happy sigh.]

I know. I wasn't saying it was a bad thing, necessarily...

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No?

[well now BOTH eyebrows are raised.]

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[Arthur shrugs a shoulder.]

It'd be better if you were also naked, but it's kind of nice.

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How will I answer the door when the food comes?

[he says, slipping his hand between them to undo his shirt.]

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You're pretty smart, you'll figure it out.

[He really doesn't care about that so much right now.]

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[Eames snorts a laugh and wriggles out of his shirt. Arthur's in the way of his pants though, so those can't really go anywhere right now.]

[specifiercity]

[Arthur's gonna go back to kissing Eames now since he's pretty much irresistible. He doesn't even particularly care as much about Eames getting out of his pants as he does kissing him.]

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[Eames lets out a pleased sigh as he kisses Arthur back, running his fingers lightlyup and down his back in an idle gesturs of affection.]

[specifiercity]

[Arthur hums happily, kissing him a little while longer before he pulls away to lay his head down on Eames' chest. What a good chest and a good man it's attached to.]

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[Eames lays back a little when Arthur puts his head down, a light smile on his face and he lazily combs his fingers through Arthur's hair. He's quiet for a few minutes, just enjoying this, and he clears his throat before he speaks when he does. A little uncertain if he should even say what he's about to say.]

You know I want you here for more than your body. Exquisite as it is.

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[Arthur smiles against Eames' chest looking at his hand where he's brushing his thumb back and forth.]

I know.