Arthur had been a little surprised when Eames hadn't followed him into the bathroom (it hadn't stopped them before) but it would make what they did back at the villa all the better. Or, make the trip there more drug out.

He licked at his bottom lip as he walked over to him and cleared his throat just a little, loud enough for Eames to hear. God, his pants felt tighter and he couldn't get over the feel of the silk against his cock like this.

Arthur could feel a flush creeping up his neck as he looked at Eames. "I think you chose well," he said, his voice taking on a huskier edge. "Feels...decadent and sinful. I can't wait to show you," he said, his mouth curling up into a teasing smirk.

You can bet Arthur was going to tease Eames with them.

He liked it though. They were the only two to know what he was wearing underneath his jeans and it felt like their little secret.