Arthur smiled at the squeeze to his hand. "Can I control myself? Yes. The more important question is, will I," he mused, giving Eames a teasing and wicked smirk. "Because I have to say, I really wanted to show you this special gift that you gave me."

And he might've mentioned a blow job or something in the meantime.

"But if you want me to control myself, I could consider it..." Arthur gave Eames' hand a squeeze as they walked out into the parking garage and took a look around them, letting Eames lead the way to the car.