Arthur chuckled. "I hope so," he admitted. He knew that there was more here than just Eames' liking of his ass. If it had only been sex, they wouldn't be here - talking about it. He pressed his ass back against Eames' hand playfully before shifting and relaxing again on his lap.

"And in case you haven't noticed, you're also distracting," Arthur said, looking at him with an amused smile.