{ Karma Sutra Is A Bitch: Log 02 } - for triedinception

[bamf_pointman]

"Do you want to come over or do something after school? My parents will be gone until later tonight." Arthur asked Eames as they walked toward their final classes of the day. The day had all but dragged on and all Arthur wanted to do was leave. Usually Arthur wasn't of this mindset but these days (the last two days) he had something else to look

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[triedinception]

Eames hummed slightly as he walked alongside Arthur. The last two days had had something of a rose colored tint to them. Stealing, fighting with his parents, and being with Arthur. They hadn't had sex again yet, but they had kissed, and hugged; other sorts of dating-type things. He had enjoyed it.

"Sure, sounds like fun," he grinned. "We could sneak into a movie if you want - or I could scrounge up some cash for it if we don't want the hassle," he laughed.

[bamf_pointman]

Never having a boyfriend or girlfriend before, Arthur was finding the attentions and dating-type things new and enjoyable. He was more than happy it was with Eames he was going through this with.

Arthur grinned. "Hm, let's sneak into a movie. It has a certain sort of charm to it."

[triedinception]

Eames laughed, tossing his head back; a hearty, roguish laugh. He raised his hand to rest on the small of Arthur's back.

"What should we try for then? Or will we just take whatever we can get into?"

[bamf_pointman]

That hand raised awareness up and down Arthur's spine but for now, he ignored it as much as he could. He laughed and thought about it. "Hm, let's see what's out and go from there. In the end - we'll just take whatever we can get into." He wasn't picky. Even if it was a movie neither of them liked, they were sure to find someway of making the time enjoyable.

[triedinception]

Eames grinned at Arthur again. "There you are," he said, removing his hand to shrug his sidebag further onto his shoulder. "Off to the theatre, then."

It would take them a little bit to walk there, but soon enough they were peering up at the movie lists from across the way.

[bamf_pointman]

"What sounds good?" he asked, looking up at the movie lists.

Arthur shifted his bag. There were a couple of scary movies that looked good. "Are we in the mood for scary movies or something with a lot of action?"

[triedinception]

"Scary," Eames decided, looking at Arthur out of the corner of his eye. "That way when you get scared you can hide behind me," he teased.

[bamf_pointman]

Arthur elbowed him playfully and laughed. It was true though. It had happened a couple of the times they had watched scary movies. "Let's do scary - then you can protect me," he teased.

[triedinception]

"I'll let you hide your face in my chest, of course." Eames laughs as he nudges Arthur back and they move towards the side of the theatre. It was an older cinema, with unalarmed fire doors; it meant that sneaking in was a matter of timing.

They'd done it enough that they knew which doors led to which theatres, and it was a matter of finding the right one and listening for the radio cutting out; the perfect time to slip in, as the lights went dark, but before the trailers had started.

[bamf_pointman]

"Well, I would hope so," Arthur responded promptly with a grin. It always gave him a rush when they did this and he had to admit, he never regretted it for a minute. It was needless to say that his idea of what 'right' and 'wrong' were gray. He'd like to blame his upbringing on that.

Finally, they were settled into seats in the theatre showing the scary movie they wanted to see. "Hopefully this will be a good one," he muttered into Eames' ear.

[triedinception]

"Mmm," Eames whispered back, turning his head so that his lips brushed Arthur's ear, "We didn't pay so we do get what we get." He reached down to wrap his fingers around Arthur's, delighting in holding his hand as the movie began to roll.

[bamf_pointman]

A smile slid onto his lips when Eames' lips brushed his ear. "You may have a point," he murmured and laced his fingers with Eames'. Things like this - holding hands, kissing, touching, the simple things - were one of the best things about this dating thing.

[triedinception]

"Of course I do," Eames murmured in return, fingers flexing against Arthur's. This had always been exciting; sneaking into a theatre. And with girlfriends, holding hands had been fun.

This, somehow, all this combined with Arthur, was amazing, more exciting than it would usually be.

[bamf_pointman]

Arthur laughed softly. Thankfully there weren't very many people in the theatre - it still being relatively early for most - but there was still a few attending that would make it less eyebrow raising if any ushers were to come in. Arthur squeezed Eames' hand gently as he relaxed into his seat, his body angled toward Eames'.

[triedinception]

Eames tried to pay attention to the movie, but it was a bit stereotypical, american import, and he wasn't quite as interested in it as he was in Arthur.

Which is what led to him eventually tugging on Arthur's hand, shooting him a sneaky grin, before he was shifting, kneeling down on the floor (blessedly recently cleaned) between Arthur's slightly sprawled legs.

[bamf_pointman]

The movie wasn't as good as he had hoped it would be but still, it was a little fascinating. That was, until Eames tugged on his hand and gave him a truly sly and devastating grin. He raised an eyebrow, fully expecting Eames to whisper something about going to another movie. Instead -- instead he got knelt down between his legs. His eyes widened slightly as he shook his head, shit someone would see. But...the thought of that gave him a little thrill. Arthur licked at his bottom. "Eames, what are you doing?" he whispered, leaning down so only the other boy heard him.