[Arthur has no intention of coming back right away. He goes on for another minute or two, jerking himself off at a quicker but still automatic pace as his dick gets harder in his hand. He lets out a soft moan at some point, stomach twitching, and instead of relenting he puts the glass of water down on the counter so he can look down and bite his lip through a couple more moans.]
[After another couple of minutes he has the audacity to slip two fingers into his mouth and then reach down between his legs with that same hand to give himself an extra little bit of stimulation, though it's shallow to start. It does escalate the volume and frequency of the sounds he's making, though - he's basically just making a show of his routine whenever Eames is away, with a bit of consideration to the fact that he has an audience.]
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[After another couple of minutes he has the audacity to slip two fingers into his mouth and then reach down between his legs with that same hand to give himself an extra little bit of stimulation, though it's shallow to start. It does escalate the volume and frequency of the sounds he's making, though - he's basically just making a show of his routine whenever Eames is away, with a bit of consideration to the fact that he has an audience.]