Eames curled his arm around Arthur, holding him close. Damn but he liked this. He liked how they fitted together, the way Arthur felt in his arms. He definitely wished they had gotten here sooner but what mattered was they were now.

"Well, I don't do a lot of cuffing of lovers," he admitted. "I would do anything with you because it's you, Arthur." He shifted slightly, kissing his temple. "But I don't do these kind of things with just anyone. This is with you. For you. For us."