[Arthur doesn't wait much longer and he doesn't bother with much preamble either, he just pulls back, lines himself up, and then slowly starts to sink into Eames with a moan. He feels so fucking good and Arthur loves this angle, so it's almost like he can't help himself when he starts rolling his hips immediately after sinking all the way into him with his hands on Eames' hips. He knows he can probably go a while once he hits his hardest rhythm and he doesn't want to waste too much time getting there.]
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