Dinner in Dubai - For Clarkie

[loadedparadox]

The idea of even asking him to dinner had come out of nowhere. Then, while in Dubai doing some militarization for a sheik, he had made the dinner plans. Part of Arthur realized that by making the selection of Ossiano at Atlantis he was making this a date. Yet he wouldn't let himself think about that as he sent the text.

Friday. Atlantis on Palm Jumeirah island. 8 pm seating.

Arthur waited for Eames in the lobby though. Dressed to the nine in a tuxedo by his favourite Savile Row tailor. He had gone overboard and he had no idea why except he could. And he wanted to.

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[freebaseforger]

Eames' fingers weren't any less busy than Arthur's were. In fact, as they walked, Eames had slipped his thumb inside the waistband of Arthur bespoke trousers and allowed him to guide them.

He made a impressed noise before walking into the private elevator with the point man, not for one minute removing his arm. "Impressive," he mused, giving Arthur a smirk.

[loadedparadox]

"I suspect it was meant to be. Impressive, that is," he said with a nod. "I know the owner wanted me impressed. Why this whole place is my playground," he admitted, shrugging one shoulder. All that tried to train others made their livings in differing ways.

The moment the doors closed, he turned in to Eames, leaning in to kiss him once more. Hard and heavy, wanting more.

Just noticing that I do love abusing that gray suit icon. <3

[freebaseforger]

"Then it looks like I'm just going to have to help you use this place to it's fullest advantage," Eames sent him an amused grin as the doors shut. He wasn't surprised when at once, Arthur's lips were on his own. In fact, he had been anticipating it and if Arthur hadn't been there first, Eames surely would have made the first move. He back Arthur up against the glass panel of the elevator and returned the hard kiss, his hand tightening on the point man's hip.

I hit random icon most of the time >.>

[loadedparadox]

In for a penny, in for a pound. They had made it clear over their abandoned meal just where this was going to go the moment they were alone. That they weren’t entirely alone, likely under security cameras and who knew what other means of watching them, didn’t seem to matter. It definitely didn’t matter to Arthur. All he cared about was the way that broad, hard body felt pining him to the wall of the elevator.


His arms twined around the forger’s neck, jerking him closer as he arched to press against him. Already he was imagining how it would be to have him naked, though those thoughts shouldn’t be for there in the elevator. Even if they were. “I plan,” he murmured between kiss, drawing a ragged breath. “To be certain to take fullest advantage of you.”

I do too usually!! :D

[freebaseforger]

Eames moved in closer to the slighter point man and nudged a knee between Arthur's legs with a growl. It was addicting to be this close to Arthur their their bodies pressed together and tasting Arthur on his tongue. "I should hope so," he murmured gruffly between their kisses, his breathing rugged as he pressed his knee up against that hardening bulge in his trousers.

[loadedparadox]

It wasn't a common thing for Arthur. He normally didn't writhe and make out with nearly anyone, especially not in public. This though, this he wouldn't resist. He wanted to feel him, shifting to grind himself against Eames' thigh.

"Might have to use this elevator later," he said as it dinged, doors opening at his floor.

[freebaseforger]

It wasn't a very common thing for Eames either but he wasn't going to deny himself this. Especially since Arthur wasn't exactly complaining either. When the elevator dinged and stopped, he groaned and pulled his mouth away from Arthur's and pressed a biting kiss to his jaw. "I think so," he said, voice thick and taking on a growling edge.

[loadedparadox]

"Damn timing," he groaned, but he straightened his tie and tugged on his jacket and took a deep breath. "Come on then. We should... this should be in the room," he said with a nod, sliding his arm around Eames once more.

The door opened to his penthouse, an exquisite affair over looking the city and the manmade lake below that had been around them while they ate.

[freebaseforger]

Eames took a step back from Arthur and straightened his shirt and jacket, silently taking a calming breath. He nodded and slid his arm around Arthur in return. He stepped into the penthouse and took a looked around. It was exceptionally nice, as to be expected. "With all of this space and opulence, I'm surprised you don't have access to your very own pool," Eames smirked, looking at Arthur. And if they did, well skinny dipping would definitely have to be in the cards.

[loadedparadox]

He chuckled, closing the door and pushing a button beside it. The result was the blinds opening, all the way around two walls, and showing the city below them all twinkling and bright.

"Oh, you mean the one on the roof," he asked, arching a brow. "This is Dubai. Do you think they skimp on anything. Why I do like taking jobs here." Even if he didn't much to do with those he worked for.

[freebaseforger]

"No, they don't skimp out on anything, do they," Eames mused, walking over to the windows and looked over the city down below. Despite himself, although not unwanted, Eames couldn't help but imagine himself fucking Arthur against the windows or even Arthur fucking him against the windows. He had to admit, both had such high appeal to him.

"You realize that this means we will have to go skinny dipping at least three times," he said, glancing over his shoulder to look at Arthur with an amused smirk. Yes, he did pull that number out randomly, thank you.

[loadedparadox]

“One of the few places where I never feel they do anymore,” he admitted, undoing his tie and pulling it off with a slithering sound and tossing it onto a table. “But people pay the price for it, so why shouldn’t they have it all?”

Of course, that was said by the man that wasn’t paying a dime for it, even if he had worked hard for that privilege. Both in building his reputation and while in Dubai itself.

“At least three,” he repeated, a questioning lilt on the end. “Is there a reason for that many times? Something planned for each,” he asked, hanging his jacket on the back of a chair.

[freebaseforger]

Eames could certainly understand that and nodded his head in agreement. "Exactly," he said and turned to face the point man. "It's like with my business, hm? You pay for what what you get - you pay for cheap shite from down the corner, you don't know what the hell you're putting into your body. But you pay for something a little better, a little cleaner and you can be rest assured a good trip and no side helping of rat poison."

He leaned against the window and found himself looking the point man over slowly. He too had worked hard to get where he was - not only in his business dealings as Clarkie but as a forger as well. Jobs that had gone well, jobs that had gone to shite and a half faster than one could say 'run.'

He smirked. "It was a truly random number that popped into my head, I admit," he said and straightened before starting to undo his jacket and shrugging out of it.

[loadedparadox]

"One day, when we're not both thinking about the pool, I do want to talk to you about your business. The one I just learned about and not the one that I've enjoyed for years, even if we did fight a lot," He said with a chuckle, undoing the top button on his shirt.

"But that can wait. Also, maybe just once, if we get in enough trouble for it," he said, certainly not sounding like himself but a bit more like the man he'd been.

[freebaseforger]

Eames arched a brow at that and hummed. "And why is that, darling," he asked, curious now why Arthur would want to talk to him about his business. Eames slipped his hands up to undo his tie and slid it off before resting it with his jacket that he had hung on the back of a chair.

"Then we have to at least once," he smirked at the other man before making his way over to him lazily.

[loadedparadox]

“Just curiosity mostly,’ he said, knowing it wasn’t a lie. It wasn’t the whole truth either and, for a moment, he thought of keeping it to himself. In the end though, he relented.

“Curiosity mixed with thoughts of my old life, a life beyond the sharing. One day it’ll lose its shine, or the government will step in more than they have. Always good to have connections and a backup plan, right?

“We could now, if you wanted. Beautiful night out,” he said, eyes only on Eames though and not the breathtaking view out the window.

[freebaseforger]

Eames would definitely have to agree with that. It was always smart to have a backup plan and to forge those connections just in case. He hummed. "You have a point," he conceded. "Looking to perhaps get back into the fold of your former life or something a little different," he asked, truly curious. "No, you're right. It is smart and thinking a head to forge those connections and have back up plans now."

His eyebrows rose as he stepped in closer and brought the point man closer to him with an arm around his waist. "Mm, now that is a difficult choice..." he murmured before he leaned in and pressed his lips against Arthur's again.