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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[Arthur pulls back to smile affectionately at him, bringing a hand up to his jaw.]

I guess I sort of assumed that food just got better in general. We didn't exactly have this kind of variety when I was human.

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[Eames laughs softly and turns his head to give Arthur a quick kiss.]

It's definitely the blood.

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It's probably both. You really can't imagine how bad we had it.

[He looks back down at the spread.]

Where were you planning on eating all of this?

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At the table, originally.

[Eames hums softly and looks at the plate, then at Arthur.]

Maybe I'll take it to the sofa instead.

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[Arthur hums agreement.]

Makes this easier.

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[Eames kisses Arthur again and drops his arm to take Arthur's hand and take him to the couch, plate piled high in his other hand and two forks in his grip, though he doesn't expect Arthur's really that interested in eating himself right now.]

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[In all honesty Arthur just wants to curl up and fall asleep on his boyfriend again, but he's more than willing to entertain some consciousness while they sit. He waits for Eames to get comfortable first and then slides right up next to him.]

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[Eames almost certainly isn't going to be done eating any time soon, not if the noises he makes every other time he takes a bite of food are anything to go by, but he does at least make some effort to accommodate Arthur too. Wrapping an arm around him again and perching his plate where he thinks it won't fall, slowing it down a little too so he can nose at Arthur's hair affectionately too.]

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[Once in a while Arthur gestures for a bite, but he mostly just lays there with a hand on Eames' chest, humming happily when he gets affection and drifting in and out of sleep a little bit. After a while he speaks up.]

Is there anything else you wanted to do tonight?

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[Eames puts his plate aside once he's done with it and sinks down the couch a little, pulling Arthur with to get comfortable.]

Not that I can think of.

[Not exactly true, but he's having such a nice time. Best not put a damper on things.]

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Well just let me know.

[He nuzzles in, smiling. He's perfectly content to just sit here but he knows the energy Eames must have right now and he doesn't want to hold him back.]

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[It's not like there's anything for him to use that energy on, and he's not about to whine about it to Arthur, so he's just gonna make himself comfortable here with a soft sigh and play with Arthur's hair.]

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[Arthur hums.]

That feels nice.

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[Eames smiles lightly and keeps playing with Arthur's hair.]

Yeah?

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Mm.

[His hand roams around Eames' chest innocently for a moment.]

If you wanna have sex again I have enough energy, as long as you do most of the work.

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[He laughs softly at that.]

Arthur, you know I always want to have sex.

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[Arthur laughs too.]

You're right.

[He drags his fingernails lightly across Eames' skin.]

Well, you can have me however you want.