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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[Eames groans softly as he slides into Arthur's mouth, not that he's worried about Arthur choking or anything, but they've never done this before so he's gonna start out slow, shallowly rolling his hips to get them both into it.]

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[Arthur groans around Eames, adjusting and relaxing his jaw and throat. There's something so good about this, so amazing about feeling the motion of Eames' hips sliding across his tongue. He makes an encouraging sound to tell him he can go harder or faster, or both.]

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[Eames moans and lets himself get a little more into it since he can tell Arthur's comfortable, sliding into a motion that's a little more natural, closer to how he'd actually fuck Arthur when they're just fooling around with nothing better to do.]

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[Arthur moans around Eames, eyes falling shut. He slips one hand down his stomach, spreading his legs a little so he can rub his entrance, which elicits another moan.]

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[This is almost as much testing the waters as it is Eames looking to actually get off, dropping his head with a low groan as he hits a harder pace that really starts getting him closer. He's intensely focused on every noise Arthur makes, just in case he sounds uncomfortable at any point, but so far everything is really only encouraging. And extremely hot.]

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[Arthur's glad he opted to lay back, just relaxing everything and moaning as Eames fucks his mouth. He pushes a finger into himself and groans desperately. It feels so fucking good, overwhelming in all the right ways, and he's glad he doesn't need to breathe so he can just let Eames ride this out til the end.]

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[He curses softly when he feels his stomach start to tighten, moaning and murmuring something about how he's going to come soon. The only downside is he can't see Arthur's face, but god it feels good.]

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[Arthur makes an encouraging sound as he curls his finger, heels digging into the bed as he arches his back.]

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[Eames balls his hand in the sheets and moans Arthur's name when he comes with a few stilted pumps of his hips, letting out softer moans once it's done and just allowing himself to enjoy the moment before he moves.]

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[Once Eames stops moving, Arthur goes to the trouble of closing his mouth around him properly and gently sucking on his dick as if there's anything left for him to swallow. He pulls his finger out and relaxes a little bit, waiting for Eames to move. He's only half hard but he was getting close to something, though it's out of his mind for the time being.]

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[After a moment, Eames carefully removes himself from Arthur's mouth and immediately moves down the bed to lay next to him with a happy sigh.]

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[Arthur hums and turns on his side to cuddle up. He feels a little worn out now but he still has some energy left to help Eames work off the fresh blood high.]

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[Eames still has a lot of energy, but it's not exactly restless or anything. He's content to lay here with Arthur for a bit, humming softly and nosing at his hair.]

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That's two?

[Not that they're keeping score or anything.]

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[He laughs softly and shakes his head.]

Mmhm.

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[He rubs Eames' chest.]

How are you feeling?

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Good. Great.

[He sighs and stretches out a little beside Arthur.]

Still feel like I could get up and go for a marathon, if I'm honest.

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Well I'll take a nap if you decide to do that.

[A soft pat on Eames' chest.]

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I probably won't.

[Marathons are boring tbh.]

I won't mind if you take a nap though.

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I can stay up a little longer.

[He lifts his head to look at Eames with a smile.]

I kind of wish I could keep up with you right now.

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Next time, maybe.

[He smiles back and cups Arthur's cheek.]

We've got a long time to keep doing this.

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[He smiles tiredly.]

God I love you.

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[Eames smiles back and kisses Arthur gently.]

Get some rest.

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[Arthur hums and lays his head down, closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep pretty easily.]

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[Eames lays there with Arthur for a little while, just enjoying how good it feels to have this man here in his arms, but after some time he realises he's not feeling sleepy at all himself and it feels like a bit of a waste to spend all this energy laying in bed doing nothing. As nice as it feels when he nuzzles into Arthur's hair.]

[Carefully he extracts himself from the bed and takes himself to the bathroom. He spends some time with his reflection when it catches him how good he looks right now, but after that he washes up and grabs some underwear to throw on so he can go to the kitchen without worrying about touching anything with his junk. Or rather without Arthur getting annoyed with him because he's worrying about it.]

[With the way his senses are heightened, it shouldn't be a surprise that everything tastes more, but it is. The first sip of coffee has him audibly gasping and immediately reaching to get out some of the fancier coffee from the back of the cupboard rather than the every day stuff. Getting an apple out of the fridge while it brews has much the same reaction. By the time Arthur gets up he'll probably be going through their most flavourful foods. And he's also ordered in. He had no idea it was possible to taste this much and he wants to taste everything.]