"With your track record," Arthur asked with a teasing little smirk.

He hummed thoughtfully as Eames pulled him closer toward him. He stood from his chair then proceeded to straddle the forger, sliding his hands over the man's chest. "Good question...," he said before leaning in and pressing a kiss to his mouth. He couldn't help the heat and pleasure that came from this man - the way his body and mouth and hands felt. Now that the dam had broken, he knew it would be harder when they did take a job to keep his hands off of him.