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'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.]

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[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.

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Good.

[He sighs softly and closes his eyes to relax like this until the food comes.]

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[Arthur waits out the silence a second and then lifts his head to look at Eames.]

You know I'm here for more than that too, right?

[It feels like they've said this over and over again but without saying the actual words about how they feel it seems like it has to be repeated.]

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Yeah. Of course.

[Eames opens his eyes and lifts a hand to cup Arthur's face, thumb brushing back and forth.]

I think I know you well enough to know you wouldn't put up with me this long just for the sex and how good I look naked.

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Yeah, it's just that... we don't say it a lot.

[There's a touch of regret in his voice, like he wishes he could. He wishes he could right now but there's a wall there... one he's more afraid than anything else to break.]

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[Eames shrugs a shoulder]


We both know.

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[Arthur wants to ask why the feel the need to reassure each other if they both know but he supposes that would kind of ruin the mood. Instead he gives Eames a soft but hesitant smile and then lays his head back down.]

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[Eames is never sure if Arthur knows what he thinks or feels with regards to him, but he's happy enough with this. He cards his fingers through Arthur's hair when he puts his head down and lifts his leg up to rest against Arthur's side.]

You're so brilliant. Sometimes you say something and it blows me away how clever you are.

[sorry he's still in this mindset, it's feelings o'clock.]

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[Arthur lets out a soft laugh and presses his face into Eames' chest, embarrassed.]

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I don't think it's something I'll ever get over.

[Eames exhales heavily with a breathy laugh.] Not that I want to, of course.

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[Arthur nuzzles Eames' skin with his nose, like he's trying to find a good spot, and then he plants a kiss.]

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[He laughs a little at that and fluffs Arthur's hair at the back of his head.]

And sometimes you're impossibly lovely.

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[Arthur huffs a laugh and raises his head to look at Eames.]

Lovely?

[That is not a word Arthur hears much to describe him. Or at all.]

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You have your moments where you're incredibly sweet or thoughtful.

[He smiles down at Arthur.]

Or — for lack of a better word — cute. Like now.

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I'm naked laying on top of you and you're gonna use the word cute.

[He is shaking his head before he lays it back down on Eames' chest. Shaking it in dismay.]

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I said it was for lack of a better word.

[so you can't judge]

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Sure.

[Arthur's not actually mad but one has to admit it's a ridiculous word.]

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And you feel great in my arms.

[a definite positive quality]

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That feeling is mutual.

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I should hope so. Otherwise you've got an uncomfortable time ahead of you.

[Eames fully intends to capitalise on the time he has to lay on Arthur all the time now.]