[Eames moans, back arcing as he moves, rocking his hips until he's almost pulling off of Arthur every time. Gasping and groaning every time he sinks back down.]
God, you feel so fucking good.
[He opens his eyes to look down at Arthur and drags his habds down his body to find Arthur's on his hips, taking them to gently move to the mattress as Eames bends down to nose at his face for a kiss.]
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God, you feel so fucking good.
[He opens his eyes to look down at Arthur and drags his habds down his body to find Arthur's on his hips, taking them to gently move to the mattress as Eames bends down to nose at his face for a kiss.]