Prompt Post No. 16

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Um, wow. Sorry for taking a month and a half to update. That was not at all my intention. Also, I just re-read this and I made a rather large type-o in part one. It's supposed to say:

Arthur pulled away from Ariadne and walked towards the raised platform on which Cobb stood.

“Arthur,” Cobb began sadly, “do you accept the outcome of the lottery?”

“I do.” Arthur said firmly.

But I left out Cobb's line accidentally. Oops. Anyways, I have more fic, and I will probably update quicker then this in the future. Thanks for reading, guys.

Thanks to the Bifrost and it's incredible ability to compress distances, Eames and Arthur arrived at the peak of Kilimanjaro around midnight. Arthur was flagging by then, as they had been traveling for a good thirteen hours.

“Well, here we are,” Eames announced. “Kilimanjaro, home of the gods. My hall is near the center of the town.”

“Ok,” Arthur let Eames lead him through the dark streets of Kilimanjaro. Eames entered a long house and took Arthur to the bedroom.

“I think I'm right in assuming you want to sleep now, Arthur?”

“Yes.”

“Bathroom's through there, then,” Eames kissed Arthur's cheekbone and pointed out a doorway, “and the bed's obviously right here. You go on, I'll poke up a fire.” Eames shoved Arthur gently towards the bathroom.

Arthur took care of himself and walked back into the bedroom, where Eames was pulling off the last of his clothing.

“Sweetheart,” Eames held out his hand, and Arthur went towards him and took it. Eames gathered him up in his arms and kissed him soundly. “Alright, darling?” He asked when they broke apart.

“Tired,” Arthur sighed and leaned into Eames' shoulder.

“Good,” Eames smiled and kissed his neck. “Take off your clothes and come to bed, then.” Eames stepped back to give Arthur room to do so, pulling him down onto the bed as soon as he was naked, kissing the back of his neck, bundling him in blankets and wrapping himself around him.

Between Eames, the blankets, the fire, and the fact that it was summer, Arthur was sweating within minutes. Unfortunately, Eames had completely immobilized him. “Eames,” Arthur panted, “'s hot.”

Eames made a contented sort of sound, nuzzling into the curls at the back of Arthur's neck and squeezing his arms a little tighter around Arthur before stilling again. Apparently he was asleep already, or else just didn't care. Damn it, this is going to be a long night, Arthur thought just before the long day caught up with him and he slid into sleep.

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Arthur woke the next morning to Eames' lips on his, the covers thankfully kicked down around his knees and the fire burned down to embers.

“Good morning, my Arthur,” Eames said against Arthur's lips as Arthur's eyelids fluttered open. “How are you feeling this morning?” Eames began kissing down Arthur's neck.

“Fine,” Arthur hummed, tilting his head to give Eames room.

“Only fine?” Eames nipped at the crook of Arthur's neck, looking up at Arthur with smiling eyes as he slid a hand down between Arthur's legs to circle his hole teasingly with a finger. Arthur shivered and grabbed at Eames' arm.

Eames laughed and kissed Arthur's mouth again as he moved between his legs. “On a morning like this, you should be feeling excellent, hm?” Eames crawled down Arthur's body, kissing as he went, and slid Arthur's half-hard cock into his mouth.