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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[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.]

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[Arthur grins and pulls away, nodding to the bed as he heads to the nightstand to grab supplies, giving himself a bit of a hand to get things started.]

You wanna be on your back or on your knees?

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[Eames purses his lips in thought, considering the benefits of both. He'd really like to be able to look at Arthur, but he feels like being on his back isn't the best position in terms of Arthur's ability to really go hard.]

Knees, I think.

[He turns to get on the bed as he says it, laying on his front and wiggling his ass a little in invitation.]

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[Arthur smiles at the image before him, taking a moment to really take it in before he follows Eames onto the bed and kneels by his hips. He squeezes each ass cheek in turn first, massaging his ass like he's testing how firm it is while his other hand still works at his own hard-on. He's not wasting much time here, eager to get inside of Eames and see what they can do, so he grabs the lube right away and gets one finger lubed up to rub at his entrance for a moment and then he presses in.]

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[Eames groans softly and lifts his hips a little to meet Arthur's hand, hips swaying ever so slightly to rock into Arthur's touch.]

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[Arthur's going slow to start, pumping his finger in and out and putting a bit of pressure where it matters.]

I'm surprised you want to do this so soon.

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[Eames hums, arching his back to press back against Arthur's hand. Letting out soft moans whenever Arthur's fingers press down just right. At the comment, he pushes himself up on an elbow to look at Arthur over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow.]

Why's that?

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[Arthur doesn't pause, looking back down at Eames.]

You just died last night.

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So?

[He doesn't see the issue. He's alive now and he feels fine.]

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[Arthur pulls his finger out and pushes back in with two casually, pumping with a little more purpose now and still pressing down.]

It's not exactly a trauma free process, that's all I'm saying.

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[Eames drops his head with a groan, momentarily distracted by how good it feels, but otherwise he's still not seeing the issue.]

Arthur, I feel fine.

[Even if he did have some issues lurking, it's not like he's given himself a chance to think at all.]

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[Arthur hooks his fingers, pushing in to the knuckles and then rocking into Eames with his entire arm.]

Well, you just tell me if you want me to slow down.