it's really not that bad

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[Sometimes jobs go wrong, that's just a fact of life. No amount of planning can account for random strokes of luck, little things in life that just happen. Eames may not be the most stringent when it comes to these things, but he doubts any amount of forethought could plan for a security guard getting milk in his coffee instead of soy and sticking around an extra fifteen minutes. It's kind of amazing how some random guy being lactose intolerant can undo a week's work.]

[Maybe it's his own fault, maybe he got too cocky, too sure he could handle a job like this on his own. Eames would say he's probably one of the best, but even the best out there has problems when it comes to a guard coming out of the bathroom unexpectedly and alerting every other guard in the building before Eames manages to knock him out.]

[At least he had the foresight to wear a mask.]

[The protocol for this kind of thing is always the same at least. Get out, get gone, make sure you're not being tailed before you go to ground. Eames makes it out through a window and hops the fence, in the back of his mind it reminds him of when he was young, and with the adrenaline rush it's actually a little fun.]

[When he was young he didn't have the money or the experience to be able to dump his car and switch to another once he's confident he's not being followed. Guards like that don't tend to leave the premises, but one can never be too sure. He sits at the wheel for a little bit, ostensibly to get his head together, but he's in a bit of a state. He knows he needs to get somewhere he feels safe enough to regroup, and that's how he ends up letting himself in Arthur's bedroom window and passing out on his bed as soon as the adrenaline wears off. There's a little blood, he probably looks like a mess, but it's all superficial. Mostly he's just exhausted.]

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[Eames is asleep, but not deeply, sighing happily at the attention and using it as an excuse to cuddle in a little closer if he even can.]

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[The feedback encourages him to keep it up, humming as he noses at Eames' hair. he rubs Eames' back a little firmer. Maybe if he can coax him into waking up they can eat something or make out or something.]

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[Eames starts to rouse after a little of that, taking a deep breath where his face is against Arthur's neck and then tilting his head to kiss the skin there lightly.]

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[Arthur murmurs a soft "hey" into Eames' hair before he lays his head down to look down at Eames as best as he can.]

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[Eames lifts his head enough to smile sleepily up at Arthur and drape an arm lazily across him.]

Hey.

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[Oh wow, that is... cute? Is he allowed to use that word? Better not think about it.]

You want to stay in bed, or grab something to eat?

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Well, I could do both.

[He trails his fingers down to Arthur's waistband, just to be extra clear what he's talking about.]

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[He snorts and raises an eyebrow at Eames. If this is really what he wants to do Arthur's not about to stop him.]

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[Eames lazily slips his hand into Arthur's pants to get a hand on him and goes back to kissing his neck with a soft hum. He's still feeling a lot but this seems like a good way to ignore it, plus everyone will enjoy it. Good all around.]

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[Arthur lets out a soft hum at the feeling of Eames' hand, laying his head down so he can just enjoy this.]

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[Eames takes his time kissing his way down Arthur's neck to his chest, moving his hand slowly at the same time.]

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[Arthur looks down and lifts his hand to comb his fingers through Eames' hair.]

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[He's usually pretty good about not leaving marks on Arthur, but who's gonna care about a hickey on his chest. Eames sucks a mark right in the middle of his chest with a pleased sigh and then moves on down over his stomach and starts tugging his waistband down over his hips.]

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[Arthur hums, arching a little up against Eames' mouth. He lifts his hips when he feels Eames tugging at his waistband, eager for him to get moving.]

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[There's not much fanfare about it, Eames tugs everything down just enough to pull Arthur's dick out with a pleased sigh and dips his head to take it in his mouth.]

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[He lets out a moan and lets his head fall back, fingers tangling gently in Eames' hair.]

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[Eames hums, focusing on the feeling of Arthur in his mouth. It's one of his favourite things, feeling somebody get hard on his tongue, and he lets out a quiet moan in anticipation.]

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[It's not going to take long at all. It never does so soon after waking up, and he gasps softly as Eames' tongue sends sparks up his spine.]

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[Eames wraps a hand around Arthur's dick and works it along with his mouth, making a few encouraging noises at the same time.]

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[Arthur swears and arches a little. It won't take him long to come if Eames continues on like this.]

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[Eames stays the course, groaning softly around Arthur once he realises he's not that far off.]

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[Arthur groans desperately and presses his head back, managing to get Eames' name out as a warning as he feels it building in the pit of his stomach. It's enough time for Eames' to pull off if he wants to before he shudders and starts to come.]

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[Eames stays put, swallowing with a low hum and waits until it seems like Arthur's completely done before he sits up and looks at him.]

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[Arthur takes a deep breath and looks up at Eames, body heavy with the satisfaction of a blowjob well done. He wonders briefly whether Eames is going to want him to return the favour somehow but he's just going to savour it for the time being.]

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[Beyond the fact that it always turns him on at least a little to go down on someone, Eames really doesn't care. He just crawls back up the bed to lay down next to Arthur with a pleased sigh.]

Good nap?