There are all kinds of kissing out there: slow kisses, small kisses, kisses that say good-bye, kisses that bring you home, kisses that bring you to that final moment where everything comes to a head. Porny kisses, fluffy kisses, Eskimo kisses, angry kisses, and kisses full of want and longing. THEY ARE ALL AWESOME. And you should write them all
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The first time Sir Arthur and Lord Eames meet, King Dominic gestures to Arthur with a elegant sweep of his arm, that looks practiced rather than natural, and introduces Arthur as the captain of his guard and loyal servant to the crown of France.
Sir Arthur has a surly look about him, but his skin is pale beneath the dark fringe of his hair, and his hand grips the dagger around his waist like he'd rather stab Eames with it than be civil to an Englishman.
Eames is legitimately charmed and tells them so, kneeling to kiss the back of Arthur's gloved hand.
The king looks to be hiding a smile when he thanks Eames for the honor of his visit and steers an appalled Arthur away before he can cause an international incident.
Eames thinks that maybe he'll stay the winter.
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(will be waiting here in hopes of MOAR)
;P
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SWEEEEEET!!! ;P But hey, if it gets more fic out of this bunny of yours then I say HELL YEAH to it ;P
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Ahahaha, I hope there will be more, we need more Britain and France bonding through Eames and Arthur!
<3
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Britain/France OTP, yo.
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