The last time I tried to write porn was probably something like 6 years ago. And even then it was terrible. I mean, terrible. And usually very vague.
The thing is, I just have this vision of Eames, the tips of three fingers buried in Arthur, panting against the sweaty small of Arthur's back while Arthur whines and tries to rock against his weight to get him deeper. And the sounds he's making, the heat of him, it's probably enough to make Eames come right then and there, but. But he licks the sweat off of Arthur's spine, slowly, one vertebra at a time, and tries to swallow down his want and keep his fingers steady, because this isn't for him. This can't be for him. He's a terrible man for wanting it to be.
Gmail is denying me access! It won't let me seeeeee. I WANT TO SEEEEE.
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The thing is, I just have this vision of Eames, the tips of three fingers buried in Arthur, panting against the sweaty small of Arthur's back while Arthur whines and tries to rock against his weight to get him deeper. And the sounds he's making, the heat of him, it's probably enough to make Eames come right then and there, but. But he licks the sweat off of Arthur's spine, slowly, one vertebra at a time, and tries to swallow down his want and keep his fingers steady, because this isn't for him. This can't be for him. He's a terrible man for wanting it to be.
Gmail is denying me access! It won't let me seeeeee. I WANT TO SEEEEE.