does this musebox get used for anything but this

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[Is it really so wrong for a man to want to hear how another man wants to be fucked?]

[Either way, Eames lets out a pleased noise and tilts his head to kiss down the side of Arthur's neck.]

Maybe we should relocate in that case.

[He says, not moving his hands from Arthur's person or face from his neck at all.]

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[Arthur's hard already just by virtue of having been asleep for an extended period of time, and it sure feels good to have Eames' mouth on his dick. He moans softly and lays his head back down, dropping the covers but pushing them down towards his waist so Eames can get them off if he wants.]

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[Eames makes a noise through his nose that could be a laugh and pulls the covers down over his head while he gets to work. He's not expecting it to last long, not so soon after Arthur's woken up, but he's still gonna put the effort in.]

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[Arthur hums happily as Eames gets into the swing of it, tucking one hand underneath his pillow and reaching down towards Eames' head with the other. He runs his fingers through Eames' hair affectionately as he sighs, just relaxing and letting this blowjob situation happen.

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[Eames bobs his head dutifully, working his tongue along the underside of Arthur's dick and brings a hand to help finish Arthur off. Pumping his hand along the length of it he can't get in his mouth because he loves this dick but he's not going that hard on it before he's had breakfast.]

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[It doesn't take long before Arthur's moaning and rocking his hips very slightly into Eames' mouth in time with his bobbing. Eventually he gives Eames a bit of a warning that the end is nigh just a couple moments before it actually happens. It's satisfying, if brief, and Arthur moans softly a few more times as he comes.]

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[Eames keeps going until he's sure Arthur's done, and then he lifts his head, sitting up with satisfied smile.]

Sleep okay?

[It's not a jab or anything, just a general inquiry as he drags a hand through his hair to get it off his face.]

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Mmhmm.

[Arthur smiles sleepily up at him, despite the mortifying moment when he remembers that he cuddled up last night. Pretending that didn't happen is going to have to be the answer to that, unless Eames decides to be a jerk and bring it up.]

You?

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Mm, good.

[Eames strokes Arthur's thigh before he gets off the bed to find his discarded clothes and pull his underwear on.]

I could use some food though.

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[Arthur stretches out and watches Eames getting up, smiling slyly at him and enjoying the view.]

You don't want to get off too?

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I'm alright.

[He's not against it, of course, but it's not at the forefront of his mind. Especially now he's considering food. Food is so good.]

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If you say so.

[Arthur decides he's just going to have to come up with something great to do for Eames after breakfast, since he's up two orgasms to none for Eames and he doesn't like the idea of leaving it like that.]

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[Eames pads out to the kitchen to put some coffee on, snooping through Arthur's cupboards and whatnot as he's relatively used to by now to see what food he has in.]

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[Arthur goes to his bathroom first, grabbing a facecloth to give himself a preliminary once-over before he puts on clean clothes. Once he's freshened up a bit he finds some underwear and follows Eames out to the kitchen to see what he's up to.]

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[He's not up to anything fancy. Bacon and eggs because it's quick and he's hungry for a hot breakfast. He hums while that's all sizzling away, sipping some coffee and whatnot.]

[He glances over his shoulder when Arthur comes in and smiles in greeting.]

You want toast?

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Toast would be great.

[He wanders over to glance at what Eames is doing and hums in approval before he goes to sit down, holding up his phone to look through some emails.]

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[Well in the toaster goes some bread and Eames turns to lean against the counter while he waits for everything to cook satisfactorily.]

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[His emails turn out to be boring, so he puts his phone down and sighs, turning to look at Eames and appreciate the view for a second. It takes him a moment but he realizes there's a very important thing missing from this picture.]

Coffee. We need coffee.

[So he gets up to make that happen.]

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I already put some on.

[Come on Arthur what do you take him for.]

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Oh my god.

[He puts his hand on Eames' chest and looks at him like Eames has just saved him from certain despair.]

Thank you.

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[Eames laughs softly, incredibly charmed by that.]

I think I've been around you enough mornings to know what you need by now.

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A blow job and then coffee?

[He asks this as he searches out a mug that he can fill, totally nonchalant.]

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Sounds like a pretty good way to start the day to me.

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[Alright there is coffee in a mug.]

Oh, it is. Sounds like you've got me all figured out.

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Well, as far as morning afters go.

[He gets a mug of his own to fill, nonchalant and casual as he does.]

I don't usually have so many with the same person. Not for a while now anyway.

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Really?

[He sounds only vaguely interested, but Arthur's worrying about what to make of that. He always thought Eames had at least a few regulars among the figurative revolving door of sexual partners he's aware of.]

I guess practice makes perfect.

[Does that even apply to this situation? Leave him alone to drink his coffee, dammit.]