Arthur practically whimpered at that, his head going back against the wall, him biting his lower lip, breathing out hard through his nose. He was finding it very hard to control his hips and the noises coming out of him. Especially as Eames continued, eventually going faster.

Arthur ended up burying his face in Eames' neck, crying out and moaning at the sensations, almost clinging to the other man, so near to the edge.