[Arthur indulges that for a moment, if for no other reason than to make sure he's still hard. Once that's established he pulls back and tugs on Eames' waistband again, shuffling down the bed to roughly pull off his pants. It's going to take some ongoing internal dialogue to stop himself from being as nice as he wants to be, but he thinks he can manage the bare minimum.]
[With Eames' pants tossed aside, he quickly locates the lube and drops his own pants as well. If nothing else, Eames is incredibly hot laying there on his stomach, and Arthur decides not to waste his time with anymore foreplay. He gets between Eames' legs and puts his hands on Eames' hips to roughly pull him up on his knees before he uncaps the lube and pours some in his hand to get himself ready.]
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[With Eames' pants tossed aside, he quickly locates the lube and drops his own pants as well. If nothing else, Eames is incredibly hot laying there on his stomach, and Arthur decides not to waste his time with anymore foreplay. He gets between Eames' legs and puts his hands on Eames' hips to roughly pull him up on his knees before he uncaps the lube and pours some in his hand to get himself ready.]