[It's exactly what he was hoping for, and Eames watches him with a gaze that borders on intense, memorising this sight for later. He rolls his hips up against Arthur's thigh, barely even been touched and he's so fucking hard right now he can barely stand it.]
God. [He exhales a shaky breath and sits up so he can reach to the drawer and get a condom out.] You're so fucking gorgeous.
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God. [He exhales a shaky breath and sits up so he can reach to the drawer and get a condom out.] You're so fucking gorgeous.