Arthur didn't respond, leaning back enough to look up at Eames as he rose up on his knees. There was something so primal about this, so much that mixed being in control as giving everything he could for the pleasure of another.
Still staring up at Eames, his wrapped his lips around the head, sucking gently, tongue lathing over the tip.
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Date: 2011-05-16 09:49 pm (UTC)Still staring up at Eames, his wrapped his lips around the head, sucking gently, tongue lathing over the tip.