"Contrary is my middle name. Eames isn't my first name either," he teased, knowing that Arthur knew that. Likelihood was, Arthur knew more about Eames than Eames did, and he hadn't had to tell him any of it. He would though, at least where they currently stood, but he hadn't had to. Arthur just always seemed to know things.

Staying still, liking when Arthur did things like this for him. Smiling slightly, head canting only slightly to watch Arthur's hands.

With that encouragement, his hands came to rest on the narrow lines of Arthur's hips, showing that he definitely encouraged all the touching that he could in the midst of that kiss. The closeness meant the world to him, surprised to have that between them.