Arthur chuckled and sat down the bottle. "Mm, only in dreams," he teased, giving Eames a small wicked smirk. He wouldn't do anything else to risk them being seen by anyone in the business. It just wouldn't do. He wouldn't put either of them in that kind of danger.

He hummed softly at Eames' attentions. "No, no one has ever pampered me before," he said, sliding his fingers along Eames' legs slowly.