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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[He just thinks a blowjob is a good way to apologise for that whole thing, and he works on opening Arthur's pants to get everything out so he can put it in his mouth.]

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[Oh okay. Arthur lets out a soft moan, tilting his head back and resting his hand on the back of Eames' head.]

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[Eames hums, resting one hand flat by the base of Arthur's cock, the other he slips around to squeeze Arthur's ass.]

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[It's not going to take long for Arthur to get hard in Eames' mouth, and he's quiet but not exactly tight-lipped about it. He feels so fucking good and he puts his free hand over the one Eames has on his ass.]

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[The feeling of Arthur getting hard in his mouth is one of those things Eames knows he'll never get sick of, and he makes a pleased noise as it starts to happen. He gives Arthur's ass a generous squeeze too, mostly for his own benefit.]

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[Arthur lets out a soft whine and warns Eames that he's going to come, fingers flexing in Eames' hair.]

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[Eames groans softly around Arthur, drops a hand to the front of his own pants to take the edge off a little with another groan and keeps his pace.]

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[Arthur comes with a low groan, hips swaying gently forward as he rides it out. It doesn't go on too long, but he really indulges in it and soon he's trying to catch his breath and looking down at Eames with a flush down his chest.]

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[Eames moans when Arthur starts to come, easily taking the movement of Arthur's hips and swallows him down, still sucking a little after Arthur seems done as if making sure he's getting every last bit.]

[When he pulls off, he looks up at Arthur, meeting his eyes with a pretty pleased expression.]

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Wow.

[He hooks his thumbs in his waistband, pushing his pants all the way down and stepping out of them.]

Pretty good opener.

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[Eames grins and shuffles back onto the bed, working on his own pants at the same time.]

Felt like the right way to get started.

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[Arthur hums and crawls onto the bed to lay down beside Eames, reaching out to touch his chest. What a good chest, what a handsome man.]

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[Once his pants are off and discarded, Eames turns on his side to face Arthur and get closer, tilting his head to lean in for a kiss.]

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[Arthur grins and takes the kiss nice and slow, slipping his hand around to Eames' lower back. He just had an orgasm so he doesn't have it in him to get all up in his business just yet but he'll get there.]

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[Eames is in no hurry. As long as Arthur doesn't mind being poked by Eames' boner when he gets close, he is more than happy to lay there and indulge in this kiss. Humming against Arthur's lips and bringing a hand up to rest on his neck.]

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[Arthur grins at the feeling of Eames' boner at his hip, his hand wandering down just to brush his fingers across Eames' ass.]

I can ride your dick in a minute.

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Whatever you want.

[Eames smiles, nosing at Arthur's face, and pushes his fingers up into Arthur's hair.]

Take your time.

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[Arthur sighs happily and closes his eyes to just take in the affection.]

What do you want?

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[Eames purses his lips in thought and shakes his head, he doesn't really care right now. Arthur's so gorgeous and Eames is already extremely turned on, he just wants to have sex with this man however he wants.]

I just don't want to think for a little while. [He gives Arthur a quick kiss between words.] I don't care how it happens.

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Oh, you don't care, do you?

[Arthur grins and rolls them both over, pushing Eames down into the bed as he sits up a little.]

Guess that means I can just have my way with you, right?

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[Eames laughs and goes easily, hands moving to Arthur's chest as he looks up at him.]

By all means, be my guest.

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[Arthur leans back down to kiss him.]

Good, because I really want to ride your dick.

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[Eames leans up into the kiss.]

You're beautiful when you do.

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[Arthur noses at Eames' face and hums.]

Get the lube for me?

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[Eames makes a noise to the affirmative and lifts his hands to cup Arthur's face while he kisses him. There's a soft thump of it landing on the bed next to them a few moments later.]