[Arthur moans like it's overwhelming, following Eames' orgasm with his own very quickly. He keeps rocking his hips with Eames' thrusts until they both slow to a stop with his last few shudders, and when he realizes that his fingers are dug hard into Eames' chest and his thighs are clamped tight on his hips he actually laughs. It's the exhausted kind of laugh, like he can't believe what just happened.]
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