she got eyes that could melt the entire population

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[Maybe it's a mischievous streak, something a little devious, but being able to change himself this way. Sometimes Eames just wants to do it for fun, there's nothing wrong with that. One could argue, however, there's something a little wrong with asking your partner to meet you for a drink without informing him you'll be looking a little different however.]

[Lucky for Eames, he doesn't think Arthur is somebody who'll make that complaint.]

[Especially not when he sees exactly who it is meeting him. It's been a while, but Delilah's memorable, Eames made her that way. Beautiful and graceful, she stands out yet rarely seems out of place. Especially not in the upscale bar Eames asked Arthur to meet him at.]

[Delilah comes in maybe ten minutes after Arthur, gently suggests to the person next to him that that seat should be hers and sits just a little closer than appropriate. Waiting first to be noticed, to see if Arthur recognises her or if she needs to make the first move.]

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[Wow that is... Adorable? It's astoundingly hard for Eames not to break character, Arthur will probably see it in the way Delilah's lip twitch in a smile as she takes a sip of her drink.]

[That's fine, this isn't Arthur's forte. He's better when it's more casual. Delilah hums softly, thinking that over before she leans a little toward Arthur and drops her voice.]

And how distracting is it?

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[Arthur gets the sense that Eames wants to push it here, as he always does. He's getting into it now, feeling a little more warmed up to this kind of talk.]

Well, to be honest, part of me is so impatient that I considered the restroom as well, but...

[His hand drops to her knee, fingers ghosting the inside of her thigh as he spares the rest of the bar a glance to see if anyone can see how forward he's being.]

I'd really like to take my time with you, and I don't want you to hold anything in.

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[There it is. Delilah hums happily at the attention, dropping her hand to rest at Arthur's wrist, but she's not stopping him. If anything, there's a slightly playful lilt to her voice.]

So forward. You haven't even told me your name.

[She looks at Arthur, trying to catch his eye before she goes on.]

I hope to be repeating it a lot later.

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[He smirks.]

It's Arthur.

[His fingers stretch just a touch further.]

And what should I call you?

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Delilah.

[Her eyes flick down to his hand and back to his face.]

A pleasure.

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Oh, I'm sure there will be quite a bit of that.

[Can he help himself? No. But at least he says it with the kind of grin that shows he knows how dumb it is.]

[Anyway he finally pulls away so he can take another sip of beer, regarding her with an energetic spark in his eyes.]

So, how many more drinks will it be?

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[Hm. On one hand, she's quite eager to get out of here. On another? Eames really wants to tease Arthur a bit more.]

[Also this cocktail is really good.]

One more?

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[He laughs softly, at the audacity of Eames to make him wait after all that. It's not like he can really screw it up from here, though. At least he's pretty sure he won't.]

Sure.

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[Her lips quirk in a bit of a smirk that's definitely Eames', and tilts her head toward him.]

If you want to go that badly, I'm sure I can be swayed.

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[Arthur grins down at his drink and then raises an eyebrow at her.]

Do you want to be swayed?

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I wouldn't say no.

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[Arthur swirls the beer around in his glass thoughtfully.]

Why don't you finish that one first, and I'll think about what I could possibly say that would convince you to skip the second in favour of me eating you out a few minutes sooner.

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Well you're off to a good start.

[But she is still taking delicate sips of her drink.]

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[He laughs and shakes his head.]

I don't want to give everything away.

[Then he smirks up at her.]

What do you want?

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I know I want you thoroughly worn out by the end of the night.

[She glances around the room, less caution and more like she's just taking a moment to think.]

I also know I already miss the feeling of you touching me.

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[He smirks.]

I'll touch you all you want when we get back to my place.

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[She licks her lips and smirks.]

Maybe I'll return the favour.

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Yeah?

[He almost asks to elaborate, but he can feel his face starting to heat up just a little and they are still in public. So drinking his beer it is.]

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[She'll elaborate anyway, fairly confident Arthur would say if it was too much, and lowers her voice again. It's fairly tame anyway.]

I'm looking forward to seeing how your skin feels under my fingertips.

[Please appreciate the restraint it takes to stop there.]

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[Arthur doesn't so much appreciate it so much as thank god for it. It's not like he's about to pop a boner right here but Eames has a very inspiring way with words and genuinely is very distracting.]

You can find out as soon as you want.

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[Delilah opens her mouth as if to say more, but she's quiet for a ling moment, lips pulling into a smile as she looks at her glass.]

Maybe I don't need that second drink.

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No?

[He smirks, looking at her glass to assess how long it might take before he has to call a cab.]

I can mix you another one at my place, if you want. After we get you a little more comfortable.

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Mm, a man of many talents.

[There's not much left in her glass, even if she's taking her time, there's no way Delilah can stretch it out much longer.]

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If you're ready for me to call a cab, I can start showing you how talented I am that much sooner.

[He digs into his pocket for his phone and puts it on the before he gestures for the bartender so he can settle up.]

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[She stirs what's left of her drink with her straw.]

Let's get out of here.