Prompt Post No.10
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Eames righted him, blushing a little, rubbing his forehead and went about removing his shirt.
"Tell me again when you're awake, hmm?" he smiled a little.
When he got him stripped down to his boxers he paused and he wasn't sure why he was pausing.
He wanted to maintain his modesty but he couldn't put him back to bed with wet underwear.
He was going to see him naked eventually. Given the situation he figured Arthur wouldn't mind too much. He would want him to do the same to him if the situation ever called.
He got him up and pressed him against the wall once more. He murmured the same instructions as earlier and through struggles Arthur eventually did as he asked and hung onto him.
He tried to be polite about it as possible and tried not to look as he worked his boxers off. He scooped him up into his arms once they dropped to his ankles.
The worry returned when his much too hot, naked body was pressed up against him.
Once the cold water hit his foot Arthur had a shit fit. He clung to Eames and started crying out, shuddering.
Eames tried to sooth him but every time the cold water would hit him he would yelp, claw at him and thrash about.
He was like a cat- feebly fighting and howling in protest.
He splashed at Eames as they struggled and Eames was getting impatient.
"Stop, stop, stop," he said lowly.
He continued to thrash in his arms and Eames caught one of his thrashes in the face.
"Arthur, stop it. I'm trying to help you."
Of course Arthur would have some strength when it came to fighting him. He didn't have strength when he was undressing him but fighting him was another matter. That shouldn't have came to a surprise to Eames.
When he got tired of his thrashing and yelling he pressed him to the shower wall, half of Arthur's body in the tub and kissed him, more of just pressing their mouths together but he was getting exhausted and running out of options and really he was just tired of hearing him. It was the least most romantic kiss ever and definitely not how he envisioned kissing Arthur for the first time. He was almost getting used to that.
Arthur went lax in his arms, the fight out of him and he finally relaxed somewhat.
Eames was soaked by the time he managed to force Arthur into the tub, practically tossing him in.
He yelped and gasped for breath as the icy water hit him full force. His eyes opened briefly and looked around blindly but then he was closing his eyes and shaking violently as Eames eased his head back so that he was lying in the tub. He put a towel behind his head and gently dabbed at his face with a washcloth.
He had no idea how long he should let him soak. He felt like a new parent. He kept his hand on his forehead protectively, kneeling at the edge of the tub, dripping wet, watching him to make sure he didn't slip under.
He rubbed at his arms and throat and murmured some reassurances, hoping he understood.
He talked to him, feeling like Arthur with his babbling. Maybe it was just to fill the silence or to reassure both of them, he wasn't sure.
He checked his forehead every once in a while and eventually he did feel cooler. Arthur was shaking like a leaf when he drew him out but he seemed slightly more coherent and he almost grasped at Eames when he was toweling him off.
He tried hard not to stare at his naked body but it was difficult especially now that he felt that Arthur may not be in imminent danger. He had imagined it and dreamt of it so vividly so many times before. But he couldn't help take him in as he dried him-his milky white skin, lean muscle, long limbs, taut chest, bony collarbone, long neck, the dark curls of his wet hair and between his legs, his pelvis and of course cock. He found himself brushing his fingertips lightly over some of the areas as Arthur leaned into him.
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