[He can tell Arthur's being careful, which makes Eames feel an odd mix of appreciation and annoyance, but he'll not think to hard on that right now. He just sits up properly, running a hand up Arthur's thighs and around to his ass, which he gives an appreciating squeeze. There's not so much space between them for him to touch Arthur as much as he'd like, so he rubs his hand lightly over Arthur's hip for now in lieu of touching anything significant.]
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