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[loadedparadox]

What: Military manuevers
When: After this.
Who: Arthur and Eames

Arthur took his time, leaving Eames to wait for him. Slipping off his shoes and socks, rolling up his shirt sleeves as he went into the other room and got the PASIV.

Slipping into the bedroom, he didn't look at Eames as he moved to the bed, setting it down on the foot of the bed.

"Get comfortable, Soldier."

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[plagiary]

Eames had been sitting on the edge of the bed before Arthur appeared, trying to will his pulse back into shape, to make himself feel less like he was about to explode underneath his skin. It's taking a lot of effort not to reach for Arthur now, because like this he's not in uniform, not as carefully strapped away.

Shifting, he settles himself back against the sheets, shirt sleeve already rolled up, elbow crooked, because if he knows Arthur he knows the man will want to put him under himself, let Eames create the dream for him.