[Arthur carefully puts his hand on Eames' shoulder as he plants one knee on the bed next to his hip and then the other, carefully lowering himself down onto Eames' lap, well within kissing distance. He closes that gap right away actually, leaning forward and kissing him softly. It's not really chaste, but it is slow, like he's testing the waters before he pushes it with all of Eames' injuries.]
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