maybe i should renew my paid

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[Things have been... Surprisingly smooth, actually. Not to say it's been easy, and Eames has bitten clean through his lip more than once in his attempts to focus on anything except the smell and sound of living people nearby, but aside from the growing pains it sometimes feels like he was meant for this.]

[Of course that's mostly ego talking and Eames knows it, but that doesn't change how it feels.]

[It takes a while for Arthur to broach the subject of drinking straight from the source. He doesn't say it, but Eames knows a month is much longer than Arthur would've liked to wait, but he'd also guess it's both of their nerves that kept putting it off. Truthfully, Eames doesn't think he'd have any particular feelings about killing someone, but he has very strong feelings about losing control of himself. Probably why Eames keeps insisting he's fine with what's in the fridge and visits to Antonia that Eames is steadily enjoying less. Probably because he absolutely twigs that smug look on her face with the unfortunate frequency of their visits. Though Eames does feel a little better whenever he convinces Arthur to let him contribute or foot the bill. He might not have hundreds of years of accumulated wealth, but he has more than enough.]

[When Arthur brings up the topic of drinking straight from someone though, it sets off an anxiety that Eames doesn't fully know how to deal with, so he immediately decides they both need coffee to give himself a moment to get his head on first. Bringing them back with a more calm expression as he presents Arthur's to him.]

Okay, so how does this work?

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[specifiercity]

I think I'd like to be an active participant, if you'll have me.

[He has to let go of Eames to push his pants off his hips, and when he's done he puts both hands on Eames' face to pull him in for a kiss.]

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Always.

[He grins down at Arthur and goes easily for the kiss, reaching between them to see where he's at.]

[specifiercity]

[Arthur's half hard, just from having his naked boyfriend in his lap looking so good and smelling so fucking wonderful. He doesn't even really know what he wants other than to put his hands and mouth on Eames and just worship him.]

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[Eames gives Arthur a few strokes, but he has another idea that'll help everyone along. He cups Arthur's face for another kiss and pulls back to lean over and reach for the nightstand. Seeing as Arthur wants to be an active participant, when he finds the lube he holds it up with a smirk.]

Want to do the honours?

[specifiercity]

Yes, I do.

[Arthur takes the lube and wastes no time getting some on his fingers, rubbing them together with his thumb to warm it up a little bit as he reaches around Eames and pulls him in for a kiss at the same time. He starts rubbing Eames' entrance with a hum, looking to draw out a moan or two even before he presses in.]

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[It's not exactly hard work, just being touched feels like scratching an itch and he moans against Arthur's lips, rocking back against his hand to get a little more.]

[specifiercity]

[Arthur smiles and hums some more, slipping his middle finger inside Eames and curling it, telling him how fucking hot he is.]

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[Eames gasps softly and his fingers dig in where his hand is on Arthur's shoulder. It's going to be a loud one, Eames can already tell, but Eames can't find it in himself to spare a thought for their neighbours.]

[specifiercity]

[Arthur's not wasting any time, pulling his finger out and then pressing back in with two. He grins and noses at Eames' face, staying just out of reach intentionally to hear whatever sounds Eames has to make.]

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[Eames keeps tilting his head for a kiss and he makes a noise of complaint once he realises what Arthur's doing, not that he has any plans to stop it. A little busy rolling his hips back to meet Arthur's hand with soft groans.]

[He does, however, find it in him to let out a breathy laugh and call Arthur a dick.]

[specifiercity]

[Arthur laughs too, giving in at last just as he curls his fingers hard onto Eames' prostate.]

[falsify]

[Well. Eames gets a moment to be pleased, shortly followed by him cursing and moaning loudly against Arthur's lips.]

[specifiercity]

[Arthur laughs softly. He's a little smug, actually, pumping his fingers in and out a few more times before he pulls them out and gives Eames' ass a squeeze.]

Should I get a condom?

[falsify]

No.

[He shakes his head and looks at Arthur with a raised eyebrow.]

Would've grabbed one myself if that's what I wanted.

[specifiercity]

Fair enough.

[He gets some lube in his palm and lubes up quickly, shifting his hips and resting his hands lightly on Eames' hips when he's ready. He glances up at his face and then down to watch.]

[falsify]

[Eames reaches down to take Arthur in his hand and shifts his hips forward to line everything up. His head falls back with a groan as he sinks down onto Arthur.]

[specifiercity]

[Arthur's brows furrows as he watches, looking up at Eames when he's done.]

You're so fucking beautiful.

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[Eames doesn't waste any time, arching his back and rolling his hips with no shortage of soft moans. He's not saying anything, but he does look back at Arthur with an expression that says he wants to hear more.]

[specifiercity]

I could watch you do this all day.

[He pushes his hand up Eames' chest, the other gripping his hip.]

You're so fucking hot.

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[Eames curses and puts a hand on Arthur's shoulder for leverage so he can start to bounce his hips. He'd certainly love that, to spend hours like this with Arthur's eyes on him. Just the thought is enough to send a few sparks up his spine and get a desperate whine out of him.]

[specifiercity]

[Once Eames gets into some kind of rhythm, Arthur rolls his hips up into him to make the impact just a little harder. His voice is getting thicker now, soft grunts coming out between words.]

I'm so lucky to see this, to see you like this.

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[Eames' moans take a desperate turn and he digs his fingers in harder where he's holding on to Arthur's shoulders. He's almost surprised by how soon he's starting to feel it, and he arches his back, leaning back a little to get what he can of Arthur before he comes.]

[specifiercity]

You're so gorgeous — come for me.

[He glances down and licks his lips, then looks up because he loves watching Eames' face while this happens.]

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[Eames shudders and he bites his lip on a whimper, cursing like he's been winded when he finally does come with no shortage of curses and moans the whole time.]

[specifiercity]

[Arthur hums a soft moan, rubbing Eames' hips soothingly as he watches his face. He tells Eames how beautiful he is, how wonderful he feels, all in soft murmurs.]