Prompt Post No. 14
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The blood is pounding in Arthur's ears and between his legs. The look Eames is giving him is one of complete and open need and it's cutting into his stomach and making him lightheaded. Eames licks his lips and Arthur curses to cut off an embarrassing moan.
“You slutty little boy. I bet you're making those panties all wet for me right now, aren't you?”
It's Eames' turn to groan. He leans forward, looking for contact, but Arthur pulls away and pins his hands to the wall above his head. Eames moans again and writhes against the wall, and Arthur may be disciplined, but apparently Eames is shameless, and he's not sure which of them will actually come up on top in this little dance. If he doesn't end it soon he's not going to be able to help himself anymore. His free hand trails down Eames' arm, down his side, retreating from the touch Eames is doggedly trying to increase, until it's resting on Eame's hip.
“Tonight, I am going to make you beg for it. You're going to be my good little boy and do just what I say, and then I'm going to fuck you open, just the way you want.”
Eames closes his eyes, his chest heaving with arousal, and Arthur's hand drifts off his hip, down to grab a firm hold of his ass. “Do I make myself clear?”
“Arthur...”
Arthur tightens his grip. His fingers dig into Eames' inner thigh and again Eames tries to push close, to close the space between them.
“Arthur... I'm going to come.”
“Good, I want you wet for me,” Arthur hisses back, and presses his thigh forward and up, just enough to make contact between Eames' legs, to add a little pressure.
Eames comes with a violent shudder, and this time Arthur lets him lift his body off the brick and press against him, his forehead tucked into the crook of Arthur's neck and his hands gripping Arthur's shoulders so hard he's certain there'll be bruises. For a moment Arthur is seeing starts himself, but he keeps it together and holds Eames until Eames is melting in his hands and moaning out “oh God” in the most delicious, broken voice that has ever molested Arthur's ears. Breathe, Arthur. You'll get yours soon enough and it's going to be glorious.
He gives Eames a few moments to return to earth before pulling away. Eames falls back against the brick wall to catch his breath. He glances down at Arthur's waist, where there is a tell tale tent in his pants, and grins. Steady Arthur. Breathe Arthur.
“Tonight,” Arthur says again, and then he's walking back to the door, wondering how long he has in the bathroom before Eames sneaks back in.
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...I'll be in my bunk.
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*fans self*
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I have somewhere on a hard drive a picture I saved from tumblr that embodies Eames-in-panties for me, that I kept for inspiration to write this kink too, and I've been trying to find it so I can share it with you later. I hope I locate it soon! Damn my untidy ways.
Meanwhile, thank you for writing this stupidly hot fill, ngh.
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