ruffians | #vampireproblems

[Arthur lets out a short, soft moan and lifts his own thigh between Eames' legs. He kisses Eames for a little while, and then he pulls away a little as soon as he can stand to not be kissing him anymore.]

How do you want to...?

[It's only fair to ask right.]

[He almost can't believe how tightly wound he is, how desperate he is for Arthur now it's on the table. He practically has to bite his lip to stop himself making a noise in protest when Arthur isn't kissing him anymore.]

I don't care. [His voice is quiet, a little breathless as he tilts his head to kiss a spot by Arthur's ear.] I just need to feel you.

[Like in him. ASAP.]

[Arthur takes a moment to take that in and then he nods, tilting his head to search for more kissing. He makes a concerted effort to push Eames' underwear off his hips so he can get naked and then with one hand on Eames' hips, encouraging any and all contact that is happening there, he pushes his hand between them to get his own pants off. He'll be quick about getting hard, especially with how much tension and heat is coming off of Eames right now.]

[Eames facilitates this any way he can, even if it requires some awkward leg manoeuvring to get his underwear off without moving away from Arthur, and resumes that earlier motion of his hips with a moan. Still slow, but a little more intent in the way he presses his hips harder against Arthur's and reaches between them to try and get them both in his hand.]

[Arthur moans when Eames touches him, digging his fingers even harder into Eames' ass and running the other hand up Eames' side. He thinks he might have to get Eames on his back but for now he is very happy with what is going on between them and he doesn't want to interrupt that just yet.]

[Eames keeps it up, moving his hand to match hid hips, and he swears against Arthur's lips. He's fairly certain it's not enough to get either of them off, but fuck does it feel good.]

[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.]

[He does what he can to help make that go smoothly, hooking an arm around Arthur's shoulders to hold onto him when he rolls them over and moving his legs to accommodate Arthur.]

[With a quiet hum, Eames pushes himself up on an arm while Arthur's dealing with the table and kisses up his neck, paying special attention to a particular spot along the edge of his jaw.]

[Arthur manages not to be too frantic about throwing a condom down on the bed and then opening the cap of the lube despite the fact that it's been far too long and he just wants to get inside of Eames ASAP. He puts some on his fingers and then reaches down between them with a soft moan as Eames kisses him.]

[It's been over a week since they did this but Arthur boldly presses two fingers into Eames. He's slow, but he doesn't plan on spending a whole lot of time doing this, so when he curls his fingers it's partly just to test how much room he has.]

[Eames hisses and sucks in a breath when he feels the pressure from Arthur's fingers and for a moment he can't even think about anything, no longer kissing Arthur in favour of nosing along Arthur's jaw as he lets out a long breath while he relaxes, a breath that tapers off into a noise that's downright obscene when Arthur curls his fingers.]

[Arthur lets out a breath like he's steadying himself before he presses his fingers in all the way to the knuckle. That kind of noise sends a shiver down his spine and it's hard not to just pull his fingers out and press himself in right away.]

[He bows his head to kiss Eames' face, murmuring encouraging things to him, as he pumps his fingers in and out slowly but with all the pressure he can manage.]

[Eames swears and rocks his hips down against Arthur's hand with a few quiet moans each time his fingers brush over the right places inside of him. He lifts his head a little more to get closer to Arthur's ear, breath hot and heavy as he starts telling Arthur all about how badly he needs him.]

[Arthur swears as he curls his fingers one last time and presses hard to get one last sound out of Eames before they move on. After that he pulls out his fingers, and he tries not to take to long as he locates the condom, rips open the package, and puts it on. Every second feels like a second wasted, so he's as quick as he can be with the lube, and then finally he's pressing into Eames and it's like heaven.]

[It's slow, still, as he savours every moment of tightness and friction. He's hovering above Eames but is far too focused on pressing into him to manage kissing him right now. All he does manage is a soft moan as he brushes his lips across Eames' jaw.]

[The noise he makes when Arthur's finally pressing into him is at once loud and desperate and not much like him at all. Some part of his mind keeps reminding him that it's only been a week, reacting like this is ridiculous, but all he really cares about is how good it feels to have Arthur in him right now.]

[It's like it lights up something inside him, and he drops his arm to fall back onto the bed. He's almost too impatient to wait for Arthur to start moving on his own and shifts his weight so he can lift his hips to get Arthur as deep as he can go.]

[Arthur starts rolling his hips into Eames right away, and it's shallow and steady but there's only so much he can do while he's also lowering himself down to kiss Eames' face. It's important for him to be as close as possible right now, so he leans down on one elbow and hooks his free hand behind Eames' thigh to get the angle even better.]

[Eames appreciates the kissing and agrees it's important that Arthur be as close as he can be, wrapping his arms around Arthur's waist and shoulders to hold him close and kiss him messily. Moaning loudly and intermittently cursing and telling Arthur how good he feels like they're the most important words he'll ever say.]

[Arthur does his best to get the pace higher, but he's more concerned with maintaining as much skin to skin contact as possible. Eames is so warm and strong and fucking gorgeous, and Arthur decides to tell him so in not so many words. He tells Eames how fucking hot he is and how good he feels in between soft groans as he feels himself getting closer and closer to the end.]

[Eames shudders and arches against Arthur, breath catching a little each time he hears Arthur's voice, and he drags his nails down Arthur's back to grab his ass. Every moan is practically a shout at this stage, fingers digging in wherever they are and he says Arthur's name like it's a plea for something more as he feels himself getting so close that every moment that isn't an orgasm almost hurts.]

[Arthur curses a few more times as he hitches his hips harder into Eames. He's holding on as much as he can but he knows he won't last much longer - it's more like they've been apart a year than just week.]

[He warns Eames that he's going to come breathlessly as he presses his lips to Eames' jaw.]

[Eames lifts his legs, bracing his thighs against Arthur's waist to make the angle more agreeable for this last stretch, and when he comes it's like an explosion goes off behind his eyes and he holds tightly to Arthur like that's the only thing keeping him tethered to the here and now. He groans in earnest, shuddering each time he feels Arthur thrust into him, savouring the feel of him while his body's this sensitive.]

[Arthur follows not long after, coming with a loud shout as he rides it out in Eames' arms. It feels so good to be inside him again, and when it's over he doesn't move, he just rests his forehead against Eames' and lets his body recover a little. He curses a few times and leaves affectionate kisses on Eames' face.]

[Eames closes his eyes and lets his legs fall back to the bed, grip on Arthur relaxing as he relaxes himself and trails his fingers up and down Arthur's back. He lets out a pleased sigh and shifts a little to get comfortable under Arthur, shuddering because Arthur's still in him and wow is he sensitive right now, but right now even that registers as a good thing.]

[He laughs breathlessly after a few moments spent just enjoying the afterglow and the feeling of fullness.]

Holy fuck.

Mmhmm.

[Arthur doesn't really have to catch his breath but his body needs a little bit to recover from what just happened. He thinks about pulling out, but this is so comfortable and he finally feels like he and Eames are somewhat back to normal. Logically, he knows they're not, but let him have this for a minute okay.]

[He lifts his head to look down at Eames, admiring him openly.]

You're so amazing.

You're not so bad either.

[Eames laughs softly, eyes still closed but he turns his head to preen a little regardless. He really needed this, just this feeling of connectedness that they've been missing all day. Not to mention it's a pretty decent way to wear himself out enough to finally get some sleep.]

[Arthur laughs softly too and bends down to give Eames a kiss, finally pulling out as he does it. He sits back up a little to tie off the condom and throw it out but then he settles right back into Eames' arms.]

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