vampire trash? me?

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[It's been on his mind a lot over the last few weeks, the idea of becoming a vampire. Partially because he's looking older than Arthur these days, and if he lets that go on too long it's going to get pretty weird, but moreover he just feels ready]

[Anxious as fuck, but ready.]

[The idea of it is terrifying — he'd gone to Mal for an explanation of the finer details rather than worry Arthur with his questions, seeing as she's actually done it before and Arthur hasn't — the idea that he could just... Die. It's not one that sits easy with Eames. He rather likes being alive, in fact half the point of becoming a vampire is to keep being alive, for a stretch on the word, forever.]

[So he's been dealing with that a lot, pretending otherwise whenever Arthur notices him being distant or pensive so he can work out his feelings on this without any outside influence. He knows Arthur wouldn't be mad if he changed his mind, it's a huge change to undertake, but it's not that he might not want this so much as wondering if the risks are really worth it.]

[They are.]

[But now they need to talk about it, so Eames is psyching himself up to do exactly that. Offered to stay in and make dinner while Arthur's off doing his errands to give himself some time alone to think about it. Maybe making some significant progress on a bottle of wine to calm his nerves, maybe it'll slow him down enough Arthur won't realise how keyed up he is the second he gets home.]

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[Eames leans up into Arthur, letting go of his face to loop his arms around his neck.]

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[Arthur hums again and lets his hand fall to Eames' hip. Eventually he pulls away and rests his forehead against Eames' with a sigh - he's finding himself full of energy but he wants to give Eames all the time he needs to get up to speed.]

Do you feel better now?

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Yeah.

[Eames keeps his arms where they are are and closes his eyes with a soft sigh.]

I'm still... I'm still hungry, but the way Mal described it I think it's just something I have to get used to unless I plan on going out biting people every other night.

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[Arthur hums the affirmative.]

You don't notice it after a while. You can have as much of the blood from the fridge as you want, though.

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What about you?

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I'm running on almost a gallon of your fresh blood right now. I won't even feel hungry again for a few days, and when I do I have some of yours stored up anyway.

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You've got more than some.

[He says it very much in the tone of voice of a man who is "up to something" and gets out of bed to go to the wardrobe.]

[What is he hiding? It's a mystery and Arthur will just have to come and see.]

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[Arthur wishes they were still cuddling but he's curious so he slips out of bed and follows Eames to the wardrobe.]

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[The benefits of having his own, barely used bedroom is he can store whatever he wants in here and nobody will know.]

[Like a mini-fridge stocked with an absolutely ludicrous amount of blood. It's pretty much full to bursting and Eames presents it with the most pleased with himself smile.]

I was walking a really tight line on how much was safe to take.

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[Arthur's mouth falls open and he raises his eyebrows at the fridge and then at Eames and then back at the fridge.]

When did you...?

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The state of the American healthcare system makes it very easy to convince a nurse to take some blood every day or so as long as you pay enough and assure them you want to be as close to safe as possible.

[Eames is still very pleased with himself, as evidenced by that smug smile.]

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[Arthur gets all up in Eames' space, wrapping his arms around Eames' neck and getting his face very close.]

You are so fucking amazing.

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I'm pretty great.

[Eames grins and puts his hands on Arthur's hips, nosing at his face all happily.]

Aren't you glad you have me forever now?

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[Arthur closes the gap between them with a kiss, pressing his body up against Eames and humming.]

Couldn't be happier.

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You know...

[He plays with Arthur's waistband, glancing down.]

There's something I've wondered for a while now.

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Mmhmm?

[God this man is lovely.]

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Ever since I found out just how strong you are, it's made me curious.

[He glances up at Arthur's face then, eyes already darker with lust.]

Exactly how hard can you fuck me?

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[Arthur takes a deep breath, thoughtfully looking down at the floor as he shamlessly just presses his hips a little harder against Eames' hips.]

Depending on how strong you're feeling, we could certainly try and find out.

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[Eames makes a very agreeable sound at that and presses himself against Arthur in response.]

What better way to welcome me back into the world, hm?

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[Arthur bites his lip and looks over at the bed.]

Why don't you finish your blood and we'll move this to my room. You're dried blood on the sheets isn't as appealing as you might think.

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[Eames laughs and disentangles himself from Arthur to go get his mug and down the rest of that blood, focusing on the real good sex he's about to have instead of how weird it is that blood tastes like the best thing he's ever put in his mouth now.]

[He takes the two mugs with him to deposit them somewhere he won't forget about them on his way, gesturing for Arthur to come with.]

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[Arthur follows him, feeling a little more eager for this than he probably should, all things considered. Eames still has quite a bit of settling in to do with regards to this whole vampire thing but Arthur is full of fresh blood right now and he needs an outlet for his energy. Just has to make sure he doesn't hurt Eames. He may be a vampire now but he's barely an hour old and Arthur has slowly been getting stronger over the past couple centuries.]

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[Maybe Eames should be a little concerned about whether or not he can take Arthur's full strength, but right now he's just excited. The thought alone already has him half hard by the time they get to the bedroom and he's impatient to find out what it's like, pushing off his pants and reaching for Arthur to get his clothes off too.]

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[Arthur's clothes follow pretty quickly and he puts his hands on Eames' hips to pull him in for a kiss. He needs to be pressed against him grabbing his ass for a second before they get horizontal.]

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[Eames is more than happy with that, pushing his hips forward against Arthur's with a soft groan against his lips. He grabs Arthur's ass with both hands and gives it a generous squeeze-- it's such a good butt. Eames loves it a lot.]