ruffians | does this musebox get used for anything but this

You would.

[Arthur can only see the top half of him, but it's a good top half, and he checks it out just the same. After a moment he sits forward again, making to get up out of his chair.]

Come on, I'll clean this up later.

If you insist.

[Eames smiles across the table as he finishes the last of his coffee and gets up, stretching a little as he walks back to Arthur's bedroom.]

[Arthur follows him back, smiling to himself because Eames is so goddamn attractive and Arthur has had a couple really good orgasms in the last twelve hours which have put him in a really good mood. When they get back to his room he actually pauses to appreciate it.]

God, you're hot.

[Eames grins as he turns to face Arthur, definitely the kind of smile where he may as well actually say "I know" out loud, and teases the edges of his underwear over his hips as he backs up slowly toward the bed.]

Why don't you come show me how hot you think I am, mm?

[Arthur actually bites his lip before he finally walks forward and puts his hands on Eames' chest. He just feels him up for a second before he pushes him gently toward the bed.]

Lay back.

[Oh. Okay. Eames does exactly that, sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling himself back to lay down, keeping his eyes on Arthur the whole time.]

[Arthur's not going to bother with either of their underwear right now, electing instead just to climb on Eames right away, straddling his hips and settling right on him. He's still grinning happily as he wriggles around like he's trying to get comfortable, but it's at least a little bit of prime ass-to-dick contact.]

I was thinking I could sit on your dick, unless you have any special requests.

[Eames licks his lips and puts his hands on Arthur's thighs, running his hands back and forth over his skin with a small hum of pleasure.]

You know, you look amazing up there.

[So that's basically a "yes please".]

[Arthur leans forward a little bit to plant his hands on Eames' chest again. This time it really is to feel him up.]

And you look phenomenal down there.

[Eames won't be down there for long however because after a moment of appreciating Eames' chest he leans forward to kiss him as he starts rocking his hips.]

[Eames groans softly and rocks his hips shallowly up against Arthur's, lifting a hand to the side of Arthur's face while the other makes its way around to appreciate his ass.]

[Arthur groans, grinding his hips down hard and pushing back into Eames' hand. He really likes Eames' hands and having them on them is a simple pleasure in and of itself.]

[Eames' hand grips Arthur a little harder, and he leans up into the kiss with a soft moan, deepening it and pressing himself up against Arthur as much as he can.]

[Arthur moans again, arching his back. He slips his hand between them and pushes his fingers under the waistband of Eames' underwear.]

You're gonna feel so good inside me.

Yeah? I can't wait to see it. [He nips at Arthur's bottom lip, voice low.] I want to know exactly how much you enjoy it when I'm in you.

[Eames drops his other hand around to Arthur's ass to join the party, massaging and pulling roughly.]

[Arthur grins and moans again, sounding excited as he works his hand trying to get Eames hard ASAP, grinding down on Eames' hip to get himself hard as well. He pushes back into Eames' hands to encourage him.]

[All things considered, it's really not going to take much work to get Eames fully hard at all, and he moans and rolls his hips up into Arthur's hand while he keeps doing what he's doing with his hands. Mostly just really enjoying what a great ass Arthur has, and how good it feels when he squeezes it.]

You enjoying yourself?

[There's a smirk in his voice as Arthur pushes himself up a little to grab the lube that's still on his nightstand. He really doesn't want Eames to remove his hands from his ass but he does need to take off his underwear at some point. It was a dumb move not doing that to begin with.]

Oh, immensely.

[He hums lightly as he takes this opportunity to dip his head to kiss a spot just under Arthur's jaw.]

[Arthur hums happily and just enjoys everything that's going on here for a second. It's not directly stimulating the way somewhere with more nerve endings might be, but Eames' hands on his ass feel good in a way that certainly helps.]

[Another moment goes by and he decides he's just going to take care of this lube business himself, flipping the cap open and putting some on his fingers, then slipping his hand down the back of his underwear and pressing a couple fingers into himself. They only just fucked last night so he's not going to need any extra prep just something to make the whole thing go a bit smoother.]

[Well Eames very helpfully uses his grip to spread Arthur's cheeks a little, lips seeking out one of those spots on his neck he knows Arthur likes with another noise that indicates he feels pretty great about everything that's happening right now.]

[Between Eames' mouth, Eames' hands, his own fingers, and how hard he's getting on Eames' hip, Arthur feels pretty fucking good. He even shudders a little as he pumps his fingers in and out slowly. He murmurs something about needing Eames' breathlessly right before he pulls his fingers out and leans forward again, looking for a kiss. He just needs to get his underwear off, which he does as quickly as possible and with minimal flailing, and then he pushes Eames' underwear off his hips just enough to free his dick. That's all he needs access to anyway.]

[He gets some lube in the palm of his hand now and gives Eames' dick a few good strokes. It's like he didn't even think about a condom. He did, but he also needs to shower right after this and he can take care of all of this at that point.]

[Eames kisses Arthur hungrily, dragging his hands up Arthur's back while he deals with their underwear and arches against him with a groan when Arthur's hand is on him. Fingers curling and digging in a little against Arthur's skin as he moans softly and murmurs against Arthur's lips before he breaks the kiss and noses a little at his face, staunchly refusing to meet his lips again.]

I want to hear you.

[Arthur pauses, still except for his heavy breathing, and after a moment he sits up to look down at Eames. He gives him a bit of a wry smirk as he adjusts his knees on either side of Eames' waist to get more comfortable, focusing on relaxing a little more, both so he'll be ready for the inevitable stretch and so he's uninhibited in reacting to each feeling. It takes a second of effort to lose the tension in his muscles, but then he reaches behind himself to line Eames up so he can slowly sink down onto him.]

[The first noise is a soft moan that catches in his throat, and he immediately has to stop to get his breathing under control again. He presses his lips together and groans, but as he sits back on Eames' dick he finally has to moan out loud, and it's something that ends in a curse and almost a sob like it's so good it actually hurts.]

[Eames pushes himself up on an elbow so he can see all of Arthur, really take him in, eyes dark as he looks him over. Memorising every inch of Arthur's body and how he looks right now, he lifts a hand to Arthur's chest and presses his palm against him, groaning softly and breathing out a curse. He's so fucking gorgeous Eames can barely stand it, and he licks his lips as he looks up at Arthur's face.]

God-- I could listen to you for hours.

[And he's barely even started, but god what an attractive voice Arthur has.]

[He looks back down at Eames hungrily, putting his hand on Eames' chest as he breathes hard and steady. He's not performing for him, per se, but he's being a little more expressive on purpose for Eames' sake. As he slowly starts rocking his hips, he lets out a groan that's almost more of a growl, doing it again and again as he sinks down onto Eames' dick.]

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