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Presents - For Arthur

It was meant to be a weekend back together, just to get to see one another again. Of course, Eames couldn't let it just be that.

The villa was a sprawling, beautiful place of stone and tile and large ramadas to soak up the rays. There was a pool overlooking the ocean, and a hot tub and all the amenities that they might want.

He'd stocked the fridge and the wine cellar, brought back in his staff that were there only when he needed them but paid to be on the ready, and then he had dressed almost formally, with a sweater vest and all to look grown up and play games with Arthur.

Then he had gone to the airport to wait.

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While Eames may have his own plans for the vacation they were going to spend together, Arthur knew he would do all he could to make it likewise memorable for Eames. Not that he doubted that they would enjoy it because they were already starting off on a good foot.

Fuck, he could feel his hard cock pressing tight against the lace and silk panties. He couldn't wait to show Eames when they were out on the road.

"I thought you may," he said with a slow grin and licked at his bottom lip. He knelt down to grab one of his bags and lift the handle of his rolling suitcase, trusting Eames to grab the PASIV. "Where'd you park?"

He'd been excited for this, wanting to have Arthur there and some time between the two of them. The panties had been a challenge. This though, this was beyond that. This was Arthur most certainly turning the tables on him, and he loved it.

Carrying the machine almost felt like second nature, something he was used to and part of the comfort in their life.

"Just down on the first floor," he said, giving a nod. "One level down. Follow me."

It had felt like too much time had passed since they were last together in Los Angeles after Inception. They had of course communicated through text, email and phone calls but that was hardly the same as being in the same room (or place) with the forger. Normally, he wasn't the sort to think about those things but after all they've been through, Arthur felt he was allowed it.

As with everything in their lives, Arthur enjoyed turning the tables on the Forger. The push and pull of their relationship was rather normal if he was honest. As with everything else that had changed, the tone changed in their relationship. It was no longer the heated (perhaps slightly bitter) exchange. Now, it was heated in a much different way.

Arthur nodded and followed him down the hall. "Actually looking forward to this vacation," he said with a smile.

Thankfully the world gave them so many options for keeping in touch, but it was nothing like this. Nothing like having one another together, to have some time they could be with one another without work and all else that came with it.

This, even still in a public place, felt so much more intimate than the calls and texts. Arthur was here, and wearing those panties, and damn Eames couldn't even find words for how happy he was in that moment.

'I'd be disappointed if you weren't," Eames said with a snort, moving to pat Arthur on the ass. "But I'm glad you're here, Darling."

There was nothing at all like being in the same place at the same time and simply spending time one on one together. Before, work had always been involved and for two years, he was on the lam going from one job to another with a small break in between until Inception happened. Now... he could actually relax with Eames and not worry about when the next job would be or what next fuckup Cobb was working on.

Arthur was getting used to this odd new feeling of freedom.

He chuckled at the pat to his ass before smirking at Eames. "Glad to be here, Mr. Eames. It's been too long." Arthur took Eames' free hand in his, lacing their fingers together. He didn't often hold hands with anyone but they'd already kissed in the airport, holding hands wouldn't be that far of a stretch.

"So, how far away is this villa you have?"

Getting away had always felt good before. Now though it was different. It was finding time instead of just heading off somewhere between jobs. It was finding time for the two of them to be together and leave the world behind. That was definitely something that Eames was glad about. He loved what he did, but he also loved the idea of ignoring it all for Arthur.

The public displays made him smile, wide, and glad for it. It was an amazing sensation.

"About a twenty minute drive. Think you can control yourself until then?" He asked, giving his hand a squeeze.

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.

"If I see that gift, I won't have control," he admitted, though they both knew the truth of that. Eames could have some amazing control but Arthur in tiny, silky panties? He knew he would have none. "That said, no one says you honestly have to behave," he noted, voice coming in a low rumble.

"I doubt I would ever ask you to control yourself," he murmured. "Unless I was using it to torment you," he admitted. "Which is amusing but not for now."

Not when they were finally back together again. Not now.

Arthur slowly grinned. It wasn't a surprise at all but he loved hearing and knowing that Eames was just as effected as Arthur was effected by Eames. Especially now after weeks of being a part after the biggest job they've ever pulled up to this point.

"Good to know," he mused and glanced at him before stopping and tugging on his hand. Arthur leaned in and pressed a slow kiss to the other man's lips. For the first time in longer than he'd admit, he felt free to just be and not worry (as much) about being found out by someone.

Pausing, leaning into that kiss, grinning at Arthur as he gave his ass a pat. His hand lingered there, not wanting to pull away though he forced himself to with a sigh.

Strolling up to the car, Eames popped the trunk for the other man's bag. "Come on then. I want you close and I need you home for that, he said. "Wishing I'd taken a cab and we'd taken that back to the villa."

He smirked when he felt Eames' hand on his ass, giving it a pat. A low sound escaped from his throat as he forced himself to step away from Eames, licking at his bottom lip.

He sat the bag down in the trunk and closed it when the PASIV was set inside. "Cab, personal driver..., any of those would have worked," Arthur teased him with a grin. Fuck but he needed that just as much as Eames did. They had waited a week... two weeks, what was another hour?

"Yes well, I wanted you alone and have time we could talk about anything we wanted to without anyone else listening in," he admitted, giving him a playful smile. "I was thinking us talking, not me stripping you down and licking you all over," he teased.

"But I like having the time alone with you as much as imagining anything else."

Arthur chuckled and leaned against the trunk of the car. "Which is why you brought me a present at the airport," he asked with a teasing little smile. It wasn't just the sex that Arthur enjoyed in their relationship. It was how... close they felt after taking this gigantic step. He enjoyed the conversations they could get into and simply just teasing each other.

"I like the time alone as well. It's much preferred than needing to mince words when in other company."

Oh with that Eames went wide eyed, innocent even. If he could keep his lips from twitching. He wasn't doing well at that. Which is why he edges in, moving to pin Arthur between himself and the trunk.

"I brought them because the thought of seeing you in that left me fucking aching for days when I saw them," he admitted in a low, rumbling voice. "But I want you to know that despite that? I want you here for you, and nothing is expected. No matter how much I want."

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