Realigned (Inception, Eames/Robert)
Title: Realigned
Author: kick_back_80s
Pairings/Characters: Eames/Robert
Word Count: 242
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I in no way, shape or form own Inception
A/N: Written for this prompt on inception_kink.
“I can be in LA on the twentieth,” Eames said, staticy over the phone.
Robert glanced at his calendar. “I’ll be in New York then.”
Eames sighed. “How long?”
“Two days,” Robert said.
“I’ll reroute to New York, then,” Eames replied.
Robert marked it on the calender.
--
“You need to stay in one place,” Eames said, pressing Robert into the hotel room door and kissing and nibbling at his neck.
“Pot, kettle,” Robert said, one hand in Eames’ hair and the other on his shoulder.
Eames practically growled and bit at Robert’s neck underneath his collar. “Up,” Eames said, moving his hands under Robert’s ass. Robert’s legs went around Eames as he was held up and pinned to the door with hot, demanding kisses.
Robert couldn’t hold back his moans as they grinded against each other, still-clothed cocks pressing through fabric and rubbing against the material and each other.
“Fuck, fuck I’ve missed this,” Robert said, breathless.
Eames responded by nipping at Robert’s bottom lip. “Yeah? What else have you missed?”
Robert pulled him in for another kiss. “You,” he said, and that had Eames shuddering a release, hands gripping tighter, pulling Robert closer to him. And, a few moments later, with Eames kissing and sucking and biting his neck, Robert came, too.
--
In the morning, Robert woke up to an empty bed and a note on the side table.
All it said was: I’ve missed you, too
Author: kick_back_80s
Pairings/Characters: Eames/Robert
Word Count: 242
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I in no way, shape or form own Inception
A/N: Written for this prompt on inception_kink.
“I can be in LA on the twentieth,” Eames said, staticy over the phone.
Robert glanced at his calendar. “I’ll be in New York then.”
Eames sighed. “How long?”
“Two days,” Robert said.
“I’ll reroute to New York, then,” Eames replied.
Robert marked it on the calender.
--
“You need to stay in one place,” Eames said, pressing Robert into the hotel room door and kissing and nibbling at his neck.
“Pot, kettle,” Robert said, one hand in Eames’ hair and the other on his shoulder.
Eames practically growled and bit at Robert’s neck underneath his collar. “Up,” Eames said, moving his hands under Robert’s ass. Robert’s legs went around Eames as he was held up and pinned to the door with hot, demanding kisses.
Robert couldn’t hold back his moans as they grinded against each other, still-clothed cocks pressing through fabric and rubbing against the material and each other.
“Fuck, fuck I’ve missed this,” Robert said, breathless.
Eames responded by nipping at Robert’s bottom lip. “Yeah? What else have you missed?”
Robert pulled him in for another kiss. “You,” he said, and that had Eames shuddering a release, hands gripping tighter, pulling Robert closer to him. And, a few moments later, with Eames kissing and sucking and biting his neck, Robert came, too.
--
In the morning, Robert woke up to an empty bed and a note on the side table.
All it said was: I’ve missed you, too