[Arthur looks down at himself, privately lamenting the fact that he's probably not going to get off very soon. The bite to his neck surprisingly didn't interupt his boner. He'd roll over and cuddle up but he doesn't need to get all of that up in Eames' space so he stays put, though he turns his head to look at Eames with his eyebrows pulled together in thought.]
Part of me assumed I'd keep biting you during sex.
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Part of me assumed I'd keep biting you during sex.