There should be a snazzy intro here, but let's face it guys, the point would be this: CUDDLING. Every one needs cuddling. People love cuddling. I love cuddling. I think Arthur probably secretly loves cuddling. And you know Eames is a clingy bastard. Because cuddling is awesome! And everyone should get some cuddles. So, allow me to present:
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"I want to touch you," Eames says, and Arthur spreads his legs and looks away because this is just the way, apparently, that this relationship is doomed to be. He already knows he'll hate himself in the morning, but it's not the morning yet.
But Eames refuses to be quiet. "I love your skin," he whispers in Arthur's ear. "You feel so good, I can hardly keep my hands off you." He licks a stripe up Arthur's neck. "I love how you taste, the texture of your skin." He bites down, and Arthur gasps.
"This is a little creepy, actually," Arthur says, and if he's breathless that's only Eames' fault.
"I know." Eames' voice is rueful. His hand smooths over Arthur's cock, and Arthur fails to hold in a moan. "I used to want to rub myself all over you. That appears to be the one thing people consider stranger when it's not in a sexual connotation."
"Used to?" Arthur says.
Eames chuckles. "Well, past tense may be incorrect in this case." He squirms out of his pants, divests Arthur of his, and pulls Arthur's shirt off while wrapping strong legs around Arthur's waist.
If Arthur would have thought about this he would have expected it to feel like frottage. It doesn't, maybe because Eames seems not to care about how their bodies touch, striving for quantity over what Arthur would consider quality. Their cocks only contact one another in glancing, but Eames' chest is flush against his, and he's pressing a stubbled cheek against Arthur's collar bone so hard that Arthur can already see the first hints of beard burn.
"So fucking good," Eames mumbles against him, squeezing the breath out of Arthur.
Arthur rubs Eames' scalp, scratching it hard because Eames likes that. It makes him close his eyes and go limp from pleasure. Eames rubs his cheek against Arthur's chest, making plaintive noises whenever Arthur stops, pressing kisses against any bit of Arthur's skin that he can reach.
Eventually Arthur's hands get tired. Eames moves to lie on his side, nosing at Arthur's jaw. "You," he says, slurring a little, "are the best thing ever and I never want you to leave."
Arthur's throat goes dry at that, but he manages to say, "Yeah," as he winds himself against Eames and they both fall asleep.
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Thank you so much!
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oh my god this is so, so, so amazing. My friend pointed it out to me and was like "have you read this!" and i hadn't, and i'm SO GLAD SHE DID, because I might have missed this otherwise and that would have made me SO SAD.
everything about it--the way you depict Eames' reluctance, his trying to pass, his resignation that his being ace could make Arthur leave, without ever altering his self-acceptance--just feels so real and believable and vivid, and all of it never stops feeling in-character. it's brilliant, it's so brilliant, and above all you have such complete and utter love and trust between them. it's heart-squeezingly good, and i love that this particular conflict has the side-effect of making Arthur fixate on all the things he *loves* about Eames. The moment when he identifies Eames as safe, especially, is so powerful, and it hit me so hard as I was reading.
Thank you for writing this. it's so wonderful, i loved it *so* much. BRB STALKING YOU TO SEE WHAT ELSE YOU'VE WRITTEN <333
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alsoooo could you tell me the link to the kinkmeme fill you wrote? or do you have a masterlist somewhere?
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Also, everything I've written is on my writing journal - I'm the_ragnarok on dreamwidth.
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omg i totally have like a dozen of the_ragnarok's fics bookmarked, i will go and find the ones i have not read yet and MAYBE REREAD THE ONES I HAVE <3333333
seriously, thank *you* for writing this. it's so wonderful. ♥
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