The force which Arthur excudes when he's thrusting into Eames is enough to make his eyes close in lust, screw them up tight as well as clamp his jaw down so he can't whine or shout out, alert the projections. Instead he just nods, sticky, clammy fingers flexing against the hard wall.
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Date: 2011-06-11 12:11 pm (UTC)