[Accidental video]

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[Have a quick view of Arthur walking past the camera in a rush. He's frantically taking off his vest and shirt, which looks quite dirty, and even mumbling some swear words between his teeth.

He's obviously not very happy right now, and cursing about 'Damned pirates that need to take regular baths'. You get a brief look of his bare chest before he moves out of the view.]3

[ooc. set after this madness~]

Comments

LMAO Arthur you so mean xD

[forgerofdreams.livejournal.com]

[Eames lets out a small noise of surprise before pulling Arthur towards him so that he gets hit by the blast of cold water as well.]

Feeling cheeky? [He says while he holds Arthur in place so he can't escape the cold water either]

Naaah, he will warm him up

[t-point-man.livejournal.com]

[Arthur was expecting that, so he didn't complain. Even if the cold water was unpleasant.]

Uh hum...I thought that you might need a cold shower after the show I accidentally put on for you. Hello, love. [He smirks and murmurs against Eames's lips, so close they could be kissing. Could be.]

Ooooh excellent >3

[forgerofdreams.livejournal.com]

Hello, darling. [He's grinning at Arthur's teasing, though he can't resist closing the gap and pressing a warm, lingering kiss against his lips.] I can't say I've done anything that deserves a cold shower, but I've got a few ideas in mind that would. [As he says it, his hand slides over Arthur's waist and onto his hip.]

^_~

[t-point-man.livejournal.com]

[Arthur kisses back,and then moves away to bite at Eames's lower lip before letting him go.]

You always have those ideas in mind. [It's a good thing he got them today as well.]

[forgerofdreams.livejournal.com]

[Eames grins at the biting, both hands gripping Arthur's hips.] You like that about me. [He tilts his face, pressing a slow, lingering kiss onto the skin of Arthur's neck.] Besides, it's your own damned fault for being so sexy.

[t-point-man.livejournal.com]

You keep saying that....[Arthur makes a pleased sound, moving his hands up to Eames's chest. Slowly, a finger caresses one the tattoo of the British flag.] That one's new.

[forgerofdreams.livejournal.com]

I say it because it's true. [He grins a little bit against Arthur's neck before kissing it again, sucking the skin a bit so there'll be a mark in the morning.] Thought it'd be patriotic. God Save the Queen and all that.

[t-point-man.livejournal.com]

[Arthur makes a sound mix of a chuckle and a snort.] I admire your patriotism. Ah..d-don't stop.

[forgerofdreams.livejournal.com]

[Eames chuckles but obeys, kissing the skin of Arthur's neck harder, kneading it with his teeth lightly. His hand snakes down between Arthur's legs, stroking him slowly.]

[t-point-man.livejournal.com]

How obedient, I'm surprised Eames.

[He replies quietly in a gasp, amused. Arthur licks the edge of Eames's ear with a hot tongue and his hand run along the nipple next to the tattoo, massaging it.]

[forgerofdreams.livejournal.com]

Only for you, love.

[He lets out a low, guttural groan at the slick feel of Arthur's tongue and the warm, seductive contact on his chest. Eames angles his face, kissing where Arthur's shoulder meets his neck while his hand wraps loosely around his cock.]

[t-point-man.livejournal.com]

As long I am the only one that gets to see that side of you I'm happy.

[A hands slid under Eames and cupped his round ass, the other tangled in Eames's short hair to make him look up. Arthur pulled his partner against him and kissed him deeply.]

[forgerofdreams.livejournal.com]

[Eames lets himself be pulled all too easily, pressing close to him and returning the kiss warmly. He makes a low, pleased sound at the kiss, the feel of Arthur's body and his hand grabbing him possessively. His hand starts stroking Arthur a little more firmly, with Eames wanting to see if he could get even more of a reaction with his touch.]

[t-point-man.livejournal.com]

[Arthur moaned, his hand grasping at Eames’s lower back as his hips rose involuntarily. He was hard, instantly, his desire for Eames giving him an adrenaline rush that made his blood pump strongly. He nuzzled Eames's cheek and said in his ear.]

Love ya...

[forgerofdreams.livejournal.com]

[Eames grinned at the words in his ear, the sound of Arthur's voice making his blood seem to run hotter than before. He kissed Arthur's shoulder before pressing him against the shower wall, one hand running along his arousal and one gripping his hips. Smiling, he murmured back:]

Love you, too, darling.

[t-point-man.livejournal.com]

Arthur smiled. He didn't say those words often, if not never, unless Eames was half distracted with something (said something being often Arhur himself); but when he did he always meant them. He lowered the hand and let it slide around Eames waist, and pulled his lover in close.

"I like to love you." Arthur continued, practically feeling like a cat on heat. It was a good thing that Eames learned time ago not to mock him about that, because fighting in the bathtub now will not only ruin the mood but also end with one of them breaking a leg.

“I like you to love me.” He panted against Eames's skin, offering a control to the other man that he never gave easily.

[forgerofdreams.livejournal.com]

Eames nearly shuddered, from the hot touch of Arthur's skin to the breathless invitations for what to do with him and above all the seductive body pressed against him. He angled his head so he could look Arthur the eye, his gaze full of mischief.

"And how," he murmured, his lips moving in warm trails along Arthur's jawline, "Would you like me to love you? I have so many ideas..." He could imagine having Arthur in a million different ways, his shower-slick body warm and smooth against his.

[t-point-man.livejournal.com]

"As long as we don't slip and break out necks.." He chuckled softly. "I'm up to anything."

[forgerofdreams.livejournal.com]

Eames chuckled as well, before pressing a quick, soft kiss against Arthur's lips for a moment. "Turn around?" he said in a low voice, leaning away a little for Arthur to maneuver.

[t-point-man.livejournal.com]

Arthur smiled gently at Eames and ran a hand through his dark wet hair before to move.

"Gladly."

[forgerofdreams.livejournal.com]

Eames grinned before re-settling himself against Arthur's back, their bodies warm and pressed together. One of his hands slid onto Arthur's while the other lay resting on Arthur's stomach, pressing him closer. He kissed the shell of Arthur's ear, murmuring in a low voice, "God, I want you so much."