Presents - For Arthur

[artfulforger]

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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[bamf_pointman]

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?

[artfulforger]

"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."

[bamf_pointman]

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."

[artfulforger]

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."