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she got eyes that could melt the entire population

[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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[He thought he might get some insight into why Eames decided to do this tonight — not that he's complaining, but one can't help but be curious. He smiles at Delilah's response.]

Lucky me.

[She makes a pleased noise and lifts a hand to Arthur's chin.]

Very lucky.

[He smirks down at her and thinks about going in for a kiss, but he kind of wants to wait until they're home.]

[Ah, that's disappointing, but fine. Delilah looks up at him thoughtfully, thumb braced at Arthur's chin for a moment, and she drops her hand to his chest with a sigh. Waiting patiently for them to get there.]

[He just wants to take the time to really savour it when they finally get behind closed doors. He leans in to nose at her temple, almost a little apologetic. There's only a few minutes left anyway.]

[God he's so cute it's almost annoying. Here Eames is trying to keep in character and his stupid boyfriend is being adorable. Delilah ducks her head a little to hide her smile and gives Arthur's thigh an affectionate squeeze.]

[Aaaand they're home! Arthur says thanks and goodbye to the driver and then slips out, waiting for her to slip out behind him so he can walk her to the door. The humour is not lost on him that this is still far more "her" home than his, at least financially, but he's still going to open the door for her and guide her inside with his hand on her back again.]

[She sticks close to Arthur the whole way, waiting until they're inside and the door is closed to turn and look up at him with a light smirk.]

So. What did you have in mind?

[Arthur puts his hands on her hips and gently guides her back against the nearest wall, returning her smirk with one of his own.]

Thought I'd start right here.

[And that's when he finally leans in to kiss her, pretty intense right off the bat as he presses her to the wall with his body.]

[She goes easily, pressing herself up against Arthur with a soft sigh, and lifts her he hands to either side of his face.]

[Arthur hums happily, and it's not long before the hands on her hips are working on hiking up her dress. It's really important that he start really getting her worked up, so as soon as he can get his hand under her dress he presses his fingers up between her legs, rubbing back and forth, over her lingerie for now. Just to see if she's wet at all, dipping his head to kiss her jaw in case he can work a gasp or two out of her.]

[She's definitely a little wet already, she's been thinking about this all evening, absolutely dying for Arthur to take control and just take her. Delilah gasps and tilts her head for him, letting out a soft moan as she pushes her fingers up through his hair.]

[Arthur hums again, satisfied with that reaction. He does his best to keep Delilah pinned to the wall, kissing down her neck as he pulls his hand back to slip into her underwear. He barely puts any pressure on her clit at first, middle finger barely dipping between her lips on the first rock of his hand before he applies a little more direct pressure.]

[She gasps out a moan at that, arching against Arthur and parting her legs just slightly for him. She puts an arm around him, hand braced at his upper back for a little stability.]

You're so fucking gorgeous.

[He draws a few indulgent circles around Delilah's clit, lifting his head back up to kiss and nip at her ear.]

We need to get you out of that dress.

[She hums, lets out another soft moan, definitely breathing heavier and showing a bit of a flush.]

Whatever you want.

[He kisses her again, pulling his hand out from her underwear and reaching around to grab her waist with both hands, pulling away from the wall as he hoists her up to comfortably carry her.]

There's a fireplace in the next room, and I want to see you laid out next to it before I go down on you.

[Oh-- fuck. This is such a rarity for him, Eames gasps at being picked up and wraps his legs around Arthur, tilting his head to nose at Arthur's face and neck. There's something about it that's an incredible turn on, that has Eames clinging to Arthur with a pleased noise at the mention of the fireplace.]

That sounds amazing.

[Arthur carries her into the living room, pausing to flick the switch on the wall that turns on the fireplace. He stops in front of it, adjusting his grip to signal that he'd like Delilah to get down, wondering where the zipper for this dress is so they can address that.]

[Eames (definitely Eames, he's far too fucking turned on to stay in character for this) lowers his legs, standing cautiously at first, and then moves to stand in front of Arthur once he's comfortable on his feet. Smiling a little as he turns to face the fireplace and away from Arthur, and sweeps his hair over his shoulder so Arthur can see the top of the zip.]

Unzip me?

[Arthur takes the zipper and slowly pulls it down her back, gently pushing the straps off her shoulders once the dress is undone. He takes a step back to let Delilah finish removing it, tilting his head to appreciate the view.]

[Eames hums softly and lets the dress fall to the floor, turning back to face Arthur when he steps out of it. There is something that feels absolutely incredible about standing here, just in jewellery and heels and lingerie, and Eames winks at Arthur as he presents himself for Arthur's viewing pleasure.]

[Arthur's not shy about checking Delilah out. He tilts his head and bites his lip as he looks her up and down, undoing a button on his shirt as if seeing her is just too fucking hot. He'd never be so obvious if Delilah actually were a one-night stand, but he knows what Eames likes, and being appreciated is near the top of the list.]

That's fucking stunning.

[He smiles wide and leans a hip against the fireplace.]

Yeah?

Yeah.

[There's a bulge in his pants but Arthur's not worried about that right now.]

Come on, let's lay down.

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