[Well here they are. Eames hesitates, unsure what to do here. It's nevee been like this before and he doesn't know if he should ease in or just dive in or wait for Arthur to take the lead. He's certainly never been this outwardly calm or thinking this clearly and Eames doesn't think he likes it.]
[He's quiet, eyes on Arthur's hand over his, and leans in to softly brush his lips over Arthur's for a kiss.]
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[He's quiet, eyes on Arthur's hand over his, and leans in to softly brush his lips over Arthur's for a kiss.]