This is what happened. :P
PG-13.
Sand! Sand in New Places!
“No.”
“Arthur, darling—”
“No, Eames.”
Cutting Arthur off in the kitchen, Eames crowds him against a counter. “What? Afraid we’ll be caught? Where’s your sense of adventure?”
Arthur doesn’t look impressed.
Eames smirks. “Where’s your imagination?”
Arthur rolls his eyes. “I can imagine where sand will get and how it will feel just fine.”
“Arthur…”
“No, Eames. I will tie you to the bed and fuck you that way if I have to, but—”
Eames stares at the loose tie around Arthur’s neck, its silken sheen tempting…
“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Arthur says, pushing past him. “Come on.”
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Date: 2010-10-28 09:32 pm (UTC)<3
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Date: 2010-11-02 03:54 am (UTC)I bet Eames suggested it earlier in the day, when they were at the beach, and has been arguing it since then.
And while Arthur's managed to distract him with something else, I imagine Eames will be back on the subject soon enough. ;)
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Date: 2010-10-29 01:25 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-11-02 03:56 am (UTC)