"I know where it gets me," Arthur said smartly. "On your lap," he teased, returning his kiss. Arthur too could get used to this - could get used to Eames kissing him when he wanted and kissing Eames when he wanted. Just being close to him, talking with him...

Arthur hadn't exactly thought of that, had been calling Eames that at that moment in time but Arthur liked it. It was enough that Arthur could get away with it without anyone noticing anything but they would know. "I like it too," he admitted. "Do you have any other ideas?"