[Eames tilts his head to give Arthur some more space, humming softly at the feel of his lips on his neck. He reaches toward the drawer — thank god for magic, he doesn't need to actually be close to it to open the drawer and lift it toward him.]
Oh, I still fully intend to show you.
[He pops it open behind Arthur's back, and regretfully he needs both hands for the moment to get some on his fingers.]
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Oh, I still fully intend to show you.
[He pops it open behind Arthur's back, and regretfully he needs both hands for the moment to get some on his fingers.]