Worn Thin, Part 1/?
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Summary: In response to this prompt at the Inception Kink Meme:
Prompt: http://community.livejournal.com/inception_kink/4946.html?thread=6093394#t6093394
Arthur/Eames - Established relationship. Eames gradually starts turning cold and nasty. He jumps from one country to another without telling anyone, verbally degrades Arthur (but NO physical abuse), and is caught sleeping with other people, which Eames nonchalantly shrugs off.
Arthur is devasted. Cobb punches Eames in the face. The whole team is disgusted with him and would kick him out on his ass if it weren't for the fact that they need him for jobs.
Then Arthur somehow finds out that it was all a ruse. Eames was doing all this to save Arthur's life. (Pssst..the "consensual sex" he caught Eames having with someone was a part of the transaction). I'm not sure how the blackmailing/manipulation would work out exactly; let's just say the bad guys are very, very nasty. Cue MASSIVE HURT/COMFORT.
tl;dr Eames starts acting like a fucking jerk and after a while Arthur finds out it was all done to save his life.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: So....this is my first foray into Inception fandom, and I hope this is OK? Please please please comment, and if anyone would like to beta for me/recommend a beta, please leave a comment for that as well!!!!
Title: Worn Thin, Part 1/?
“Darling, you're ruining the moment.”
Arthur stares Eames down, tightly gripping Eames' wrists against the wall. Arthur will not believe that Eames did this to him. He can't. When he looks hard into the forger's eyes, he sees nothing but indifference. After spending several seconds staring-trying, praying-for clues, Arthur lets Eames' wrists go. Arthur swallows past the lump forming in his throat and turns, reaching for his coat.
“Surely, pet, you don't want to miss the show.”
Arthur snaps, and with all the force he can muster, he punches Eames hard.
Not even waiting for a reaction, he grabs his coat and rushes towards the door. Without a second thought, he slams it behind him.
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Eames braces himself against the wall, trying to concentrate on the very real pain vibrating through his jaw.
He closes his eyes and tries to focus on breathing in, but before he can get a breath out, he feels Alex's breath brush against his ear.
“My, my. You are good.”
Eames stiffens, and soon enough, the man's lips are brushing against his neck. Suddenly, the lips turn bruising, and Eames tenses further.
“But I can tell that you're still very much in love with him.”
Before he can come up with a persuasive denial, Eames feels Alex's hands roughly shove him against the carpet. He feels the tip of Alex's cock rest against his asshole, and Eames panics, violently trying to buck him away.
Alex pins him down with his body weight and grabs his wrists, pulling them away from his sides. The man bites his left shoulder roughly.
“We're going to have to fix that, darling.”
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Before
Eames blinks wearily, trying to get a hold of his surroundings.
“Mr. Eames, you're awake.”
Eames looks up, but instead of seeing his captor, he sees darkness. Eames knows that voice, and he smirks.
“This is so unimaginative for you, Alex. Whatever happened to your skills?”
Instead of hearing an answer, bright light floods the field of view in front of him. He squints, and finally, when his eyes adjust, he opens them wider. His heart stops.
In front of him, Arthur is tied to a chair, bleeding profusely and unconscious.
“I see I have your attention.”
At that moment, Alex walks into view. Eames tries to see anything in Alex's gait that might indicate that this is a dream, but Alex has gotten much better, and Eames can't tell. All he knows is the very real feeling of his heart pounding wildly against his chest at the sight of his Arthur, bloody and beaten up. Eames stares Alex in the eyes, smirking. Alex smirks back and shakes his head in an amused manner.
“Eames, don't fool me. I've been following you for some time, and my, I can't believe it took you two this long to get together.”
Eames forces a laugh.
“Why Alex, I haven't a clue as to what you're talking about.”
Alex raises an eyebrow at that and pulls out a gun, pointing it towards Arthur's head. Eames feels his heart stop. Alex's smirk grows wider.
“He's pretty, isn't he, Eames?”
Alex circles around Arthur, not putting the gun down for a second. Crouching, he leans in and unfastens Arthur's belt.
That snaps Eames out of his fear, and before he can stop himself, he feels himself lash out.
“Don't you bloody dare touch him.”
Eames pales as Alex turns the gun towards him, realizing that he had just given himself away.
Alex's laughter is the last thing he hears before he feels the bullet impact with his skull.
Summary: In response to this prompt at the Inception Kink Meme:
Prompt: http://community.livejournal.com/inception_kink/4946.html?thread=6093394#t6093394
Arthur/Eames - Established relationship. Eames gradually starts turning cold and nasty. He jumps from one country to another without telling anyone, verbally degrades Arthur (but NO physical abuse), and is caught sleeping with other people, which Eames nonchalantly shrugs off.
Arthur is devasted. Cobb punches Eames in the face. The whole team is disgusted with him and would kick him out on his ass if it weren't for the fact that they need him for jobs.
Then Arthur somehow finds out that it was all a ruse. Eames was doing all this to save Arthur's life. (Pssst..the "consensual sex" he caught Eames having with someone was a part of the transaction). I'm not sure how the blackmailing/manipulation would work out exactly; let's just say the bad guys are very, very nasty. Cue MASSIVE HURT/COMFORT.
tl;dr Eames starts acting like a fucking jerk and after a while Arthur finds out it was all done to save his life.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: So....this is my first foray into Inception fandom, and I hope this is OK? Please please please comment, and if anyone would like to beta for me/recommend a beta, please leave a comment for that as well!!!!
Title: Worn Thin, Part 1/?
“Darling, you're ruining the moment.”
Arthur stares Eames down, tightly gripping Eames' wrists against the wall. Arthur will not believe that Eames did this to him. He can't. When he looks hard into the forger's eyes, he sees nothing but indifference. After spending several seconds staring-trying, praying-for clues, Arthur lets Eames' wrists go. Arthur swallows past the lump forming in his throat and turns, reaching for his coat.
“Surely, pet, you don't want to miss the show.”
Arthur snaps, and with all the force he can muster, he punches Eames hard.
Not even waiting for a reaction, he grabs his coat and rushes towards the door. Without a second thought, he slams it behind him.
*******************************************************************************************************************************************************
Eames braces himself against the wall, trying to concentrate on the very real pain vibrating through his jaw.
He closes his eyes and tries to focus on breathing in, but before he can get a breath out, he feels Alex's breath brush against his ear.
“My, my. You are good.”
Eames stiffens, and soon enough, the man's lips are brushing against his neck. Suddenly, the lips turn bruising, and Eames tenses further.
“But I can tell that you're still very much in love with him.”
Before he can come up with a persuasive denial, Eames feels Alex's hands roughly shove him against the carpet. He feels the tip of Alex's cock rest against his asshole, and Eames panics, violently trying to buck him away.
Alex pins him down with his body weight and grabs his wrists, pulling them away from his sides. The man bites his left shoulder roughly.
“We're going to have to fix that, darling.”
******************************************************************************************************************************************************
Before
Eames blinks wearily, trying to get a hold of his surroundings.
“Mr. Eames, you're awake.”
Eames looks up, but instead of seeing his captor, he sees darkness. Eames knows that voice, and he smirks.
“This is so unimaginative for you, Alex. Whatever happened to your skills?”
Instead of hearing an answer, bright light floods the field of view in front of him. He squints, and finally, when his eyes adjust, he opens them wider. His heart stops.
In front of him, Arthur is tied to a chair, bleeding profusely and unconscious.
“I see I have your attention.”
At that moment, Alex walks into view. Eames tries to see anything in Alex's gait that might indicate that this is a dream, but Alex has gotten much better, and Eames can't tell. All he knows is the very real feeling of his heart pounding wildly against his chest at the sight of his Arthur, bloody and beaten up. Eames stares Alex in the eyes, smirking. Alex smirks back and shakes his head in an amused manner.
“Eames, don't fool me. I've been following you for some time, and my, I can't believe it took you two this long to get together.”
Eames forces a laugh.
“Why Alex, I haven't a clue as to what you're talking about.”
Alex raises an eyebrow at that and pulls out a gun, pointing it towards Arthur's head. Eames feels his heart stop. Alex's smirk grows wider.
“He's pretty, isn't he, Eames?”
Alex circles around Arthur, not putting the gun down for a second. Crouching, he leans in and unfastens Arthur's belt.
That snaps Eames out of his fear, and before he can stop himself, he feels himself lash out.
“Don't you bloody dare touch him.”
Eames pales as Alex turns the gun towards him, realizing that he had just given himself away.
Alex's laughter is the last thing he hears before he feels the bullet impact with his skull.