Welcome to the Inception fandom Kink Fest!
This fandom puts out some seriously amazing fic on a regular basis, but I am of the opinion that there should always always ALWAYS be more kinky porn. You guys, our fandom has guns and bondage and daddy issues and dream forgery. I say it's time to bring on the kink, yes?
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Eames moaned and stiffened, moving his hips faster and it was terrible, terrible and amazing as the hard cock inside Arthur shoved into him faster. His free hand clenching on Arthur's thigh, Eames arched and came, pulsed in Arthur continuously as he just kept fucking him. Arthur gasped, squirming in Eames' hold as the hot semen filled him. Eames kept pumping, breathing harshly as he thrust through his orgasm.
When he finally pulled out, he was still half-hard and he left a streak of semen across the back of Arthur's thighs, against the table.
Arthur clenched his hole, feeling semen start to leak out. He sobbed at the lack of stimulation in him now, at the way his cock was still so fucking hard he couldn't take it.
"Eames, please, please, touch me," he begged, staring with wide, watery eyes.
Eames was still panting heavily and he just stared at Arthur with a branding heat, eating him up with his hot gaze alone. He touched Arthur, but on the arm, and it was only to pull him off the dining table.
Arthur's legs were too weak to support him, his mind too numbed with the need to come to even think of trying to stand. He sank to the ground, descent slowed by Eames' grip on his elbow. Arthur looked down at his painfully swollen arousal, realized that Eames was no longer keeping him from coming. But he had been kept on the edge for so long that he wasn't sure if he could still come, his whole body limp but his too-hard, wet dick.
"Please, please, please," he whispered hoarsely, tears just leaking down his cheeks.
"Do you still want to come?" asked Eames softly, kneeling down behind Arthur.
"Please, Eames." He wasn't even sure what he was asking for, could hardly understand what Eames still wanted from him.
Eames was nuzzling his ear, running a hand through his messed up, sweat-drenched curls. "I'm going to touch you now."
He wrapped a hand around Arthur's aching dick. Then he began pulling with long slow strokes. Arthur thrust forward desperately, throwing his head back against Eames' shoulder and just whimpering and crying in a long, endless moan. He could...he could still come again, his penis leaking so much now...
"Uh, uhh, Eames," he stuttered, arm curling backwards to pull Eames closer by the neck. He was going to-
But then Eames slowed again, fucking slowed down again and Arthur was left, he couldn't-
"No! No, please, don't-"
Nothing, nothing was happening, just a loose grip on his dick and he was going to die, he didn't know what he was saying but he was crying, fingers trying to uncurl from Eames so he could do something, anything...
The grip on his erection tightened.
"How about you come now?" whispered Eames against his ear.
Then he was really jerking Arthur off, long and painfully slow, pumping with a tight, deliberate hold. Arthur screamed and started coming, thrashing in Eames' arms as he shot in a long arc.
"Ah, ah," cried Arthur, shaking as Eames continued to squeeze and pull at Arthur's dick to milk every pulse out of him in a tight, unrelenting grip.
Eames' thumb swiped against the head of Arthur's sensitive cock and his hips jerked uncontrollably, the last spurts of semen pumped out of him onto the splattered, tiled floor.
Even when there was nothing left in him to come, Eames continued to stroke him slowly. Spasms ran through Arthur's body, his limbs jerking without his control. Distantly, he could feel his chest heaving, his mouth wet and open.
"That's a good boy," murmured Eames and Arthur closed his eyes, let his body fall back against Eames as he shook through the high of his long-drawn orgasm.
-the end-
Note: Apologies for no proofreading and hazy lack of sleep writing going on here.
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Yummy!
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DONE SO WELL
SO WELL
YOU DESERVE A MEDAL
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