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“The Times That Come” - NC17 - Arthur/Eames (2/2)

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Older neighbour Eames notices a 16-year-old Arthur across the way. see original post’s #tags for content notes before reading

►Part One

“Eames,” said Arthur, reaching out, eyes glazed.

With a lazy blink, Eames looked up Arthur’s chest where he’d been sucking on Arthur’s wide areolae for the past few minutes, listening to Arthur’s noises. He popped off, bringing one of Arthur’s peaked nipples up with his mouth as he did.

“Yes?”

“Are you gonna…?” Arthur didn’t complete the sentence but Eames got the message. It seemed Arthur was getting impatient. Eames grabbed Arthur’s hand and pinned it to the couch, his other sliding down Arthur’s torso to his dick, griping it without ceremony.

It took one or two jerks of his hand for Arthur to arch off the couch, coming all over his own chest with a pained, high groan. It was beautiful, and Eames kept rubbing at Arthur’s sore, soft dick until he was was crying at Eames to stop. Eames liked that, Arthur begging a bit, thrashing his head back and forth at the half-tickle half-pain of oversensitivity. The times they had on Saturdays were fleeting but even with only half a dozen days between them, Eames knew Arthur enjoyed presenting an unruffled front as much as a teenager could. It was a pure pleasure to wreck that.

At last Eames stopped and bent to lick some of Arthur’s come up, swallowing some, laving some more. For the first few seconds of the kiss Arthur didn’t realize, and when he tried to pull away with a face, Eames caught his head and held him close. Eventually Arthur gave up with a sigh and kissed back, tasting himself in Eames’ mouth, letting Eames drip his own come into his mouth.

“That’s right,” said Eames roughly. Arthur would have to get used to the taste of the come. Soon enough he’d be drinking it at least a couple times a week, if Eames had anything to say about it. Arthur shifted under Eames, looking up at him with sloe eyes, face dumbed by pleasure.

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