Arthur groaned softly at his words and shifted on his lap a little as Eames caressed a cheek. "Just for you, daddy," he said, huskily as he looked back at Eames with a smirk and dark eyes. Course now, he couldn't help but wonder about being 'bad' for Eames. Regardless of where his mind went, he gasped at the swat and bit on his bottom lip. Oh.