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[Eames is back later than usual today, work stuff etc. So he's less quiet about coming home, not exactly worried about waking Arthur up. He comes in and calls after him while he gets rid of his shoes and hangs up his jacket, wandering into the living room to find out where his boyfriend's at.]

[Maybe somewhere with beer. Beer is nice.]

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[His moan comes out like a sob and he rocks back onto Eames' fingers, whining out a plea for Eames to do it as he grips his hair even tighter. He knows he's going to come as soon as Eames' fingers press into him, if they do, but he knows that release is going to feel amazing when it happens.]

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[Eames takes his time rubbing circles, mostly for his own peace of mind that his fingers are still wet enough to push them into Arthur without much, if any, discomfort. He feels like they haven't dried up enough to be a problem though, and pushes into Arthur slow and careful, making more encouraging noises in his throat and through his nose as he does. He can't think of anything he wants more right now than for Arthur to come in his mouth, and he can tell he's real close right now.]

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[It takes a moment of rocking back onto Eames' fingers and then forward into his mouth but then Arthur's coming hard and loud. He can't help his hips going through the motions as his orgasm sends pleasure to every part of his body. It feels so fucking good and he says Eames' name a few times like he's desperate for it to keep going and for it to end all at once.]

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[Eames curls his fingers when Arthur's orgasm starts to work through him, trying to make it last as long as he can, meanwhile sucking on Arthur like he's trying to get every last drop out of him, hand and mouth working in tandem to pretty much drain Arthur dry.]

[He said he wanted to memorise the taste of him, after all, and they both know Eames has a big appetite for, well. Everything.]

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[It takes a while but eventually Arthur feels like he's completely spent, at which point he gently pushes on Eames' head to try and get him to look up at him. It's the kind of orgasm that leaves him speechless and breathless and almost too tired to feel anything but good and all he wants to do right now is fall into Eames' arms and kiss him a bit.]

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[Eames keeps sucking until he's sure Arthur's got nothing left, lifting his head with a happy sigh as he tilts his head up as directed. He runs his hands up and down Arthur's thighs affectionately, gazing up at Arthur with the kind of fondness he doesn't usually let him see so openly.]

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[Arthur carefully sinks down into Eames' lap, put his hands on Eames' jaw as he catches his breath and leans in to nose at his face. He may be very recently recovering from an orgasm but he's feeling a lot of love for Eames right now and he just wants to be held as his body regains full functionality.]

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[Eames smiles and wraps his arms around Arthur, nosing right back at him and tilting his head a little to go in for a kiss. Somewhere in the back of his mind he's aware Arthur might still have blood in his mouth, but right now he'd be surprised if he could even taste it anyway.]

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[Arthur can barely taste any blood left in his mouth - he's more aware that he might taste his own jizz, but it's not exactly like that would be anything new. He never holds back from kissing Eames for that reason and he's not about to stop now, not when that particular blowjob was so exceptional.]

[He sinks even more into Eames, cuddling up and draping his arms around his shoulders. He'd like to lay down but it's far more important to just be close to Eames right now.]

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[Eames squeezes his arms around Arthur and shifts to lay back, he's always loved Arthur's weight on him and right now it feels especially important to have that feeling.]

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[Arthur sighs and shifts his weight to get comfortable.]

This is shaping up to be a good night.

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[He laughs softly]

Maybe we set the bar too high, I haven't even been home that long yet.

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[Arthur makes a sound to disagree.]

I could fall back to sleep now and it'd still be a good night.

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You're such a sappy old man.

[He says it fondly with a kiss though.]

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[Arthur just smiles to himsef.]

You fell in love with a sappy old man, so what does that say about you.

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That I'm a sucker for a handsome face and a beautiful penis?

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Who among us isn't a sucker for those things?

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[Eames snorts, shaking his head.]

Nobody I'm interested in spending my time with.

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[Arthur lifts his head up so he can give Eames a kiss, nice and soft and affectionate. It's true that he could fall asleep now and wake up feeling pretty good about what has gone down tonight.]

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[Eames grins into the kiss, lifting a hand to comb his fingers through Arthur's hair affectionately. He still wants that bottle of wine but he doesn't want to move, and more importantly he doesn't want Arthur to move, but he can be content with this.]