[ Just a few moments ago, he'd been thinking about Eames' warm palms, how it radiated off of his skin all the way to his fingertips. The sensation doubles as those hands come to rest on his waist and he can't help but notice how big they are in comparison. They can't quite wrap around his waist, but they'd make a good effort and the rush of arousal he feels at that is heady, intoxicating.
Eames leans back then, words a murmur, and Arthur lets him look, keeps his gaze as steady as he can. Even though it feels like his heart is trying to climb up his throat and make itself known. And then they're kissing again, soft at first before it slides into more desperate territory. Arthur angles his mouth a little better, licks at Eames' bottom lip, slides his tongue across the other's. It's been a while since he's done this, but his body remembers with alarming clarity.
Groaning into it, he settles his weight into his lap more, can't help the little shift of his hips. ]
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Date: 2018-07-02 05:18 am (UTC)Eames leans back then, words a murmur, and Arthur lets him look, keeps his gaze as steady as he can. Even though it feels like his heart is trying to climb up his throat and make itself known. And then they're kissing again, soft at first before it slides into more desperate territory. Arthur angles his mouth a little better, licks at Eames' bottom lip, slides his tongue across the other's. It's been a while since he's done this, but his body remembers with alarming clarity.
Groaning into it, he settles his weight into his lap more, can't help the little shift of his hips. ]