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So you like them loud, hmm?

unlacing that straight exterior of urs until u cant help but be noisy as hell? of course id like that darling.

If anyone would be capable of it, it would be you though it wouldn't be easy. Take a lot of hard work.

wen hav u ever known me to give up on anything challenging?

I don't know. Everyone has their limits where they quit. Especially when you're working and working and working and just can't quite get what you want and then...

arthur darling, just wait and see those limits mm? the dance just makes it better

I would be highly disappointed if you did give up after all this time. Three years is a long time.

3 YRS? Honestly?

[Doesn't exactly answer right away.]

I've been kind of busy, haven't I?

y havnt i divested u of ur clothes yet?

We're going slow because this is more than sex? I can live without sex.

startling revelations abt how head ovr heels u r on sum1 apparntly do not breed concentration.

Now get why that picture on my phone was nearly my undoing?

god. we shuld snog so hard rn arthur. i dnt even care that u make me feel 16. fuck u.

Because we don't kiss enough? Kills me sometimes. I can taste you even when we're not kissing.

I don't care how long I go without though. I had a chance to fix it. Want what I have more.

u kno i am all for not shagging u until ur ready. even if ur never ready actually. i do have two hands of my v. own. v. versatile.

What made you believe I'm not ready? Just with everything with Ariadne and our life and how long its been...

I just didn't want you thinking it was a fuck or something trivial.

yes. bcause id stick around this long for a fuck.

[There's a gap of a few seconds and then Eames has texted him again]

iv pined after u 4 2 long 2 simply take wat i can get and go. ur stuck with me now

Edited 2011-02-02 23:43 (UTC)

I didn't mean it that way. Dammit. I'm just saying, I want you to know how I feel not just that I've craved you for years. Fantasized about you too.

Eames, you don't get it? You can take anything you want and I'll still be here.

u r crap @ sexting. hasnt ari taught u yet? i must have a word with her. ;). n incase u wer wondering, i heart u 2. now back to thinkin abt ur arse.

Funny, it was your ass I was fantasizing about those three years and not mine. That and those lips. Told you I spent too much time thinking about them.

And I don't sext. Three. Years. With. Cobb. Who the hell was I sexting in that time? Also, that is a dumb word.

[There's a long pause before the next one.]

Remember the day I fell off the deck at Mal's? I was so caught up imagining bending you over the rail and screwing you senseless than I literally walked off the deck. Better?

i didnt come up with the term love. and thats not 2 much time. u shuld tell me more

[There's another text through after the first]

jesus, that -

[Apparently Eames can't help keyboard smash because the rest of the text comes immediately after]

bugger me. rly? the rail? u looked gorgeous that day. u kept smiling and i wanted 2 drag u away and make u smile like that all by myself

Really? Three years isn't long? Feels like forever when I'm trying not to think about you and that rail. And the front hallway.

And when we had to change in that tiny little bathroom on the Henderson job and I was turned away and pretending not to watch... and could see you in the reflection of the papertowel holder.

Bugger you? That was rather than goal. At least in my head. Your shirt kept riding up on one side when you bent over to look over the yard.

I kept wanting to bite that spot while jerking down your trousers.

[It would be undignified to keyboard smash and excuse himself to the nearest bathroom so Eames does what any good man would do and texts him back]

u wer looking? n i thought i was the deviant in this relationship. like wat u saw?

[A beat and then another text] rite then and there? out in the open like that?

Telling me you never looked? Never stole a glance? Definitely loved the view. Love the line of your shoulders.

If we hadn't been at Mal's, with the kids, I would have. Maybe. I wanted to. Thought about taking you a lot.

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