Steam (Arthur/Eames; PG-13)janonnyMay 3 2011, 12:26:54 UTC
Random drabble time! Written super fast! (Deleted and reposted cause I wanted to change something)
Steam
It was difficult to see through the steam, the foggy mist of someone standing in a bathtub, showering. But the figure of a broad-shouldered man was just visible, his hands running slowly over his body.
The water turned down a little, and the steam started to dissipate. Now, there was a glimpse of velvet black against skin, the hint of tattoos.
A wide, muscular body came slowly into view, with the steam curling around moving arms and thick thighs. Inked biceps uncurled as his hands ran along those thighs, dipping out of view to the front of his body. A soft sigh could be heard over the drizzle of water.
With the steam clearing up, it was easier to see the rivulets of water running down tanned skin, dripping into the crevices of the solid body. Those wandering hands from earlier were now developing a familiar, rhythmic motion. Tight, clenching ass muscles were still smudged by the steam, but looked no less firm when flexing and rolling.
The body turned into view, hand gripping a hard cock, thumbing into the foreskin. The softest of groans could be heard, before those plush lips tilted up into a smile.
“Enjoying my present, love?” asked the man, winking at the camera before the image faded to black.
Arthur glared at his laptop, and drew away from the screen. Fucking Eames, and his fucking ‘gifts’ in the mail while Arthur was on the other side of the world, working a solo job. He slammed the laptop shut and headed to the bathroom. He was going to give Eames the sort of present which would leave him begging for relief.
But first, Arthur fucking needed to jerk off.
END
Note: Camera had anti-mist/steam wipe on the lens, OF COURSE.
3 guesses for which verse this is from, ohfreckle. :D
Steam
It was difficult to see through the steam, the foggy mist of someone standing in a bathtub, showering. But the figure of a broad-shouldered man was just visible, his hands running slowly over his body.
The water turned down a little, and the steam started to dissipate. Now, there was a glimpse of velvet black against skin, the hint of tattoos.
A wide, muscular body came slowly into view, with the steam curling around moving arms and thick thighs. Inked biceps uncurled as his hands ran along those thighs, dipping out of view to the front of his body. A soft sigh could be heard over the drizzle of water.
With the steam clearing up, it was easier to see the rivulets of water running down tanned skin, dripping into the crevices of the solid body. Those wandering hands from earlier were now developing a familiar, rhythmic motion. Tight, clenching ass muscles were still smudged by the steam, but looked no less firm when flexing and rolling.
The body turned into view, hand gripping a hard cock, thumbing into the foreskin. The softest of groans could be heard, before those plush lips tilted up into a smile.
“Enjoying my present, love?” asked the man, winking at the camera before the image faded to black.
Arthur glared at his laptop, and drew away from the screen. Fucking Eames, and his fucking ‘gifts’ in the mail while Arthur was on the other side of the world, working a solo job. He slammed the laptop shut and headed to the bathroom. He was going to give Eames the sort of present which would leave him begging for relief.
But first, Arthur fucking needed to jerk off.
END
Note: Camera had anti-mist/steam wipe on the lens, OF COURSE.
3 guesses for which verse this is from, ohfreckle. :D
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In my mind this is bond!Eames, after he eloped with Arthur into a life of crime, panties and porn live streams :D
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In retaliation to this one, Arthur should send Eames a pair of lacy panties he wanked onto (while he was still wearing them.) :D
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Thanks for the comment, bb~
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