Re: Good Arms vs. Bad Arms [6/6]chibi_lurrelDecember 8 2010, 08:50:47 UTC
“Hey, shhh, it’s okay,” Eames says and kisses him while he pulls off the condom and slides a hand down his cock. He pulls it slowly, slowly, just like the pace he’d set before and Arthur doesn’t think it’ll be enough.
Eames is holding him down though, rock solid and heavy and so methodical, and the pleasure feels warm and curls up from his belly into his neck, into his mouth where he’s still kissing Eames. His body goes slack with it, he’s sagging into the restraints instead of pulling, surging.
Eames moves off his mouth, licks the shell of his ear and kisses his jaw, still pumping his cock. Then he bites down hard on Arthur’s neck and Arthur seizes up and comes messily over both of them, seeing white in the blindfold, his whole body rolling with the orgasm and the heavy aftershocks.
He’s not sure how long Eames keeps him pinned before he tugs up the blindfold and kisses the side of his mouth.
“Are you alright?” he asks, face close, and Arthur just closes his eyes and nods.
“Yeah. Yeah, that was,” Arthur pauses. “It was really good.” He opens his eyes and Eames is still there, and he’s smiling.
“Let’s get you cleaned up,” he says, and reaches for Arthur’s wrists.
Re: Good Arms vs. Bad Arms [6/6]maiguancaiMarch 25 2011, 01:55:22 UTC
Oh! My! God! This is so hot that my brain's gonna explode! God, I actually needed sometime to remember how to breath after reading it! Also the end is very tender and I feel totally content. Thank you for posting such a brilliant fic!
Eames is holding him down though, rock solid and heavy and so methodical, and the pleasure feels warm and curls up from his belly into his neck, into his mouth where he’s still kissing Eames. His body goes slack with it, he’s sagging into the restraints instead of pulling, surging.
Eames moves off his mouth, licks the shell of his ear and kisses his jaw, still pumping his cock. Then he bites down hard on Arthur’s neck and Arthur seizes up and comes messily over both of them, seeing white in the blindfold, his whole body rolling with the orgasm and the heavy aftershocks.
He’s not sure how long Eames keeps him pinned before he tugs up the blindfold and kisses the side of his mouth.
“Are you alright?” he asks, face close, and Arthur just closes his eyes and nods.
“Yeah. Yeah, that was,” Arthur pauses. “It was really good.” He opens his eyes and Eames is still there, and he’s smiling.
“Let’s get you cleaned up,” he says, and reaches for Arthur’s wrists.
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Thank you so much, darling :D
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