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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[His stomach tightens feeling Eames clench around him and he's basically just massaging Eames' butt now.]

So you're all worn out already?

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Oh no. Not even close.

[Considering he's still moving, he's evidently not too worn out or too sensitive to keep going.]

I just want to relish the moment a little.

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No rush.

[He presses soft kisses to Eames' face, his tone soft and patient. He was serious about wanting to see what Eames wants to do with this new feeling.]

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[He was kind of expecting Arthur to finish at some point close to when he did, so most of Eames' thoughts are on that, something he decides to mention with a raised eyebrow and a slightly teasing tone.]

I would like to feel you come at some point though.

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I'm sure we can make that happen.

[He looks down between them.]

I don't have fresh blood in my system so the feeling isn't as... sharp.

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[Eames tilts his head with a smirk and rocks his hips with a bit more purpose.]

Need me to do a bit more up here?

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[Arthur lets out a low groan.]

A bit more of this might work.

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[Eames hums and kisses Arthur's face with some soft confirmation. He probably won't get back where he was before, but Eames does lean forward against Arthur to pull off a bit more each time he rocks his hips.]

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[That definitely helps with the friction, and Arthur's hands go back to Eames' ass as he starts to roll his hips again. It won't take very long from here as long as Eames doesn't slow down and he lets out some more moans to indicate as such.]

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[Eames hums happily, tilting his head to try and draw Arthur into a kiss. He very much plans to keep this up as long as need be, humming and moaning softly at the same time.]

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[Arthur can feel his orgasm building in thie pit of his stomach as he kisses Eames hungrily. His hands finally leave Eames' ass to travel all over Eames' back, palms flat to his skin and fingertips digging in.]

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[Eames groans and brings his hands up over Arthur's shoulders, pushing up through his hair, kissing him back with a similar hunger.]

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[Arthur lets out a strangled moan as he starts to come, jerking his hips up a few times, one hand gripping Eames' waist hard to keep his hips right where he needs them. It takes a while and when he's finished he holds Eames close, no desire to pull out any time soon.]

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[Eames gasps and moans Arthur's name, grinding down on Arthur to really help him get it all out. Once it feels like he's done, Eames hums and relaxes against him, combing his fingers idly through Arthur's hair.]

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[Arthur presses his face into Eames' neck and hums.]

You're so warm.

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[Eames laughs and turns his head to kiss the top of Arthur's head.]

Am I?

[He really doesn't feel it, not much. But then this is pretty much normal for him.]

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Mm.

[He kisses Eames' collarbone.]

You were already warmer than the average vampire, and I think the fresh blood brought you up another couple degrees.

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[Eames sighs happily at the attention, playing with the ends of Arthur's hair.]

Guess there's a reason to keep me fed, hm?

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One of many.

[He slips his hand between them and wraps it around Eames' dick with a hum. He just wants to see where he's at, whether he wants to go again or not.]

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[He's about halfway hard, and he makes a surprised noise when he feels Arthur's hand on him. He could certainly get off again right now, but it's not something he was thinking about.]

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[Arthur gives him a few lazy strokes.]

Do you want to come again?

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[Eames hums softly and tilts his hips into Arthur's hand.]

Do you really need to ask?

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[A couple more strokes.]

Do you want me to jerk you off like this?

[He pulls back to look at him.]

Or do you want to fuck my mouth?

[The unfortunate truth is that he'd have to pull off for that one to happen, but he doesn't really mind if that's what it's for.]

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[Eames licks his lips and looks at Arthur's mouth, expression thoughtful as if his mind wasn't made up as soon as Arthur said the words.]

Better question is whether you want to lay back or stay sitting up for me to do it.

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[It's been a long time since he did this, so it only takes a little bit of time before he decides to lay back, relinquishing his hold on Eames' dick and resting both of his hands on his thighs.]

[He looks up at him with an inviting gaze, licking his lips and leaving them a little parted.]