Making up for lost time, one more time.

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They had lazed about for most of the day, mostly just because they could, and even when one or the other of them got up to use the bathroom or retrieve a book, they always came right back, as if somehow that bed held all the secrets of the universe. Come afternoon, Eames went to get his laptop, doing some research to find a restaurant for dinner, coming up with a few nearby and just deciding by what was closest, since he figured the walk would do them both good.
He even made a reservation, just to make sure they'd have a seat, even though as far as he could tell they were wide open as far as space.

"Are you ready, Arthur?" He called back towards the bedroom from where he was perched on the couch, having settled there after he'd gotten dressed, waiting for the other man to finish his shower, though the water had been off for a while.

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That was apparently the reaction Eames had been expecting, given as how he chuckled softly, low and rolling, one hand still petting along Arthur's thigh as the other slid up his side again really just keeping him steady as he continued, steady, even relentless little curls of his tongue.

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The more Eames did that, the more shallow Arthur's breathing became, burying his face in his arms as he tried to hold back some of the cries he could feel in his throat.

He also spread his legs a little wider, feeling so fucking dirty for doing so (and Eames' tongue down there, doing that) but... it felt so good, too. Unexpectedly good, even.

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Eames, apparently, didn't have to breathe just at present, or at least that was what it seemed like, considering that he didn't let up except for the occasional lick all the way back down to Arthur's perineum again, but other than that he was slowly but surely working the other man open with his tongue alone.

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Arthur could feel his body start to tremble, not able to hold the noises back any further. Fingers still dug into the couch, he was already hard again. He started thrusting his hips foreword, rubbing his erection against the couch just to get some friction on it. Almost as if he was trying to get away from that tongue that was driving him to insanity.

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There was a soft laugh from Eames then, finally lifting his head, fingers trailing along Arthur's thigh again, his voice gone to a rough murmur, "Something the matter, Arthur?"

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Arthur was practically panting, "Don't sound so smug." Arthur may have been in no position to say such a thing but no one could say he wasn't a bit proud.

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"But why not?" He asked, mostly serious, pressing another gentle kiss to the small of Arthur's back. His fingers curled against the other man's hips again, tugging him back just slightly and licking at his entrance again, just as intently as before.

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"Because... I... hate tha-at." He managed to get out before letting out a soft cry, burying his face into his arms again. And he did dislike that arrogance in Eames rather intensely at times (especially at times like this).

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He lifted his head once more, "I'm sorry, did you want me to stop?"

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Through gritted, "Stop and I swear I will hurt you."

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There was another warm laugh before he set in again with perhaps a little more enthusiasm than before, still working Arthur open slowly but surely, fingers kneading against his hip and running down his thigh now and again because he could.

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Arthur can't help, as Eames continues, but reach a hand down to start stroking himself. All of it is almost maddening.

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Eames let him, just for a few moments, before his own hand slid up to curl against Arthur's wrist, bumping his hand away from where it was, voice a low murmur, "Enough of that."

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Arthur let out a frustrated growl, tempted to keep doing it if Eames didn't do something more than drive him crazy with that fucking tongue of his...

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His fingers tightened against Arthur's wrist at the growl, drawing himself up to drape along the other man's spine, voice little more than a growl against his ear, "Now, pet, you're going to stay right here while I go and fetch something from my luggage, and you aren't going to move, because when I get back I'm going to fuck you well into next week. Clear?"

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Arthur just nods, after swallowing hard, a whole new flush going over his body at the words and tone.

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There was another smile at that, pressing a quick kiss to the corner of Arthur's jaw, breath stirring the wisps of hair behind his ear, "Good." He drew away then, slipping into the bedroom once more, only for a few brief moments though likely it seemed far longer.

He paused in the doorway on the way back just to appreciate the sight before he returned to where he had been, draping himself along Arthur's spine again, one hand sliding down his arm, lacing their fingers, "Very good."

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It did feel far longer. Arthur had to close his eyes, forehead resting on his other arm, trying to will himself not to do anything else until Eames got back. Although that didn't seem to happen soon enough.

He let out a breathy noise when he felt the other man return behind him.

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It did feel far longer. Arthur had to close his eyes, forehead resting on his other arm, trying to will himself not to do anything else until Eames got back. Although that didn't seem to happen soon enough.

He let out a breathy noise when he felt the other man return behind him.

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He nibbled almost delicately at Arthur's throat, free hand sliding down his side and over his thigh before dipping between them to position himself. His voice was a murmur against the other man's skin when he asked: "Ready?"

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Eyes still closed, Arthur nodded, giving their interlaced fingers a gentle squeeze as if to emphasize.

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That was the only assurance he needed, pressing another kiss to the corner of Arthur's jaw again, breath catching with a lowthroated groan as he finally sank into the other man. It was something he'd denied himself far too long.

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And it was something Arthur hadn't felt in far too long. His mouth opened up but no sound came out, his back arched, eyes closed tight, and his hand squeezing the other man's hard. His body was tense as he cried out, spreading his legs a bit further apart to take the other man in a bit more while trying to get his muscles to relax. It took a moment or two - it having been so long, his body had to get used to the intrusive feeling at first again - before finally feeling his body accept Eames.

Yes, it had been far too long. Making his muscles squeeze and take Eames in more was Arthur's way of saying he had missed this, too.

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A breathless curse escaped him as he finally felt the worst of the resistance fade, burying his face against the line of Arthur's throat, just for a moment, practically vibrating with the effort it took to hold himself still for those few moments.

Another kiss to the pulse point at the base of Arthur's throat as he rolled his hips against the other man again, just to prove that there wasn't any further he could go.

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Arthur let out a soft noise and pushed back against Eames in response the roll of his hips. He also turned his head enough to nip at the other man's bottom lip.