i see your star

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[Eames and his mother aren't so similar at first glance. Some people might accuse him of being posh, (simply for sounding vaguely middle class, he'd wager,) but he's not gentle or delicate unless he needs to be. Something about him that's casual, that hints he's not afraid of getting in the muck and dirt. His mother, on the other hand, is refined. Poised and elegant in the way she holds herself. Really it's no wonder she's a muse when she looks like a painting come to life: Vibrant red hair that cascades in large curls even from the hasty ponytail it's pulled into, bright green eyes that glitter with knowledge and mischief. Accent just pronounced enough that the Irish lilt enhances the melodic timbre of her voice. Where Eames passes easily for human, she is ever so slightly inhuman. Not enough that it raises alarms, but enough that those in the know might see her for what she is.]

[One way they're extremely alike, however, is the way they argue. The family resemblance is uncanny in the rhythm of it, the sarcasm interspersed with sharply pointed comments. The way she raises her eyebrows and mockingly asks, "oh, should I read your mind next time?" Could easily be mistaken for having come from Eames himself if he weren't standing across from her, rolling his eyes.]

[So if someone fancied letting themself into Eames' home for whatever reason, this is what they'll be greeted with. Eames and his mother standing in the living room, arguing about god knows what.]

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[Arthur watches, smiling fondly as he follows him to the couch and sits on the edge by his hip. He reaches up to put his hand on Eames' cheek, brushing his thumb back and forth.]

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[He leans a little into Arthur's hand and sighs softly.]

Thank god that's over.

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Mm.

[He looks down at his coffee and takes a sip.]

I thought it was fun. A little terrifying, but fun.

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She's not usually like that.

[He lazily drapes an arm across Arthur's lap and looks up at him.]

Usually she's a different kind of terrifying.

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Well, it sounds like she's worried about you.

[He brushes Eames' hair back.]

I'm guessing you don't just call her up too often.

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It's more... The past five years have been a lot that she couldn't do anything about.

[He shrugs a shoulder.]

Handsome mortals are something she can do something about, however.

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What, is she worried I'm taking advantage of you somehow?

[He raises his eyebrow and brings his hand back down to Eames' jaw. What a lovely man.]

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Who knows. Maybe you're just a convenient target.

[Anyway can he have a kiss now]

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[He can! Arthur leans down to give Eames a kiss, just indulging in that for a moment before he pulls away to put his coffee back down. Grinning, he stretches out over Eames and gently lowers himself down onto him, nosing at his face. This is comfy, right.]

I almost told her I'd take care of you.

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[Oh that's... Sweet? Eames isn't sure how he feels about that, but he's not going to overthink it. Just wrap his arms around Arthur with a hum.]

You've done more than enough for me already.

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Mm, I know better than to make promises to a fae.

[He leans in to press kisses to Eames' cheek.]

Even if I want to keep them.

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[Okay well that makes him feel something he can't quite place, but Eames knows he doesn't want to follow it. Maybe he can steer things a bit. He hums softly, turning his head a little to try and give Arthur a kiss back.]

Mm, handsome and smart.

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[Arthur's happy to go in a lighter direction, obliging Eames that kiss and grinning.]

With a fondness of your being nude.

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[He laughs softly at that.]

It's one of my best looks.

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I agree. Why do you think I came over here today?

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If it was to see me naked, I might be able to make that happen for you.

[Wink.]

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[Arthur brings his hand up to Eames' jaw.]

You always come through for me.

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[Eames lets his hands drift down to find Arthur's ass and get a good handful.]

I'm just doing what I can.

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[Arthur hums happily and goes in for another kiss.]

You wanna go up to bed?

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I was hoping you'd ask.

[first though he's gotta give that butt a squeeze.]

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[Oh Arthur loves that. He makes a happy noise and then slips off of Eames to head upstairs. He can't wait to be naked with this man.]

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[Eames follows Arthur up, absolutely taking the opportunity to stare at his ass as they go up the stairs while he works on his shirt so he can get rid of it as soon as they get to his room.]

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[Arthur gets up to Eames' bedroom and turns to put his hands on Eames' waist, stepping in nice and close.]

You're so gorgeous.

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[Eames laughs and drapes his arms over Arthur's shoulders, leaning in to nose at his face.]

I'm glad you noticed.

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[Arthur laughs softly and steps towards the bed, angling them so Eames is backing up toward it.]

I always notice.