[Arthur moans and goes along with it for a while, until he feels uncomfortably hard in Eames' hand. When he feels like he can't take any more he grunts some sort of communication that he's changing things and then he puts a hand on Eames' hip as he rolls them over. Once he manages to get Eames on his back and himself in between Eames' legs he reaches over to the bedside table to find the condoms and lube.]
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