Two seconds later their mouths were crashing together and they were stumbling over to the small couch Arthur had in his office. Eames shoved Arthur down to a sitting position and crouched on the floor between his legs. He was unzipping Arthur's fly when Arthur stopped him.
"Stop. You didn't come here just to give me a blow job did you? I'd like to do this my way if you don't mind."
Eames swallowed hard.
"Not at all, sir."
Arthur liked the sound of that.
"Good. Pants off and over to the desk, please."
Luckily Arthur kept his desk very clean so there were very few items to remove while Eames got rid of his bottoms. Arthur freed himself from the confines of his own trousers and starting stroking himself hard before turning back to Eames.
"I'm assuming you brought additional supplies as well?"
"Of course. You know I never come to class unprepared."
Eames returned to his pile of discarded clothing and took a small bottle of lube out of a pocket. He made like he was going to start preparing himself when Arthur took the bottle from him.
"I'll do it. Come on."
Arthur took Eames and bent him over his desk, nudging a leg between Eames' and forcing them apart. He poured lube on his fingers and leaned over Eames, nipping his neck and teasing his entrance, but not pressing in.
"This is what you want, right" Arthur whispered in his ear.
"God. For the past 4 months. You have no idea."
"Oh, I think I do."
Arthur slipped a finger in and felt Eames squirm. Eames let out a small moan and pressed himself against Arthur. Arthur had never been with someone so greedy for him before. It went straight to his head - sending all his blood to his cock - and before he knew it he had two fingers in and was scissoring Eames open with abandon.
And for his part Eames was soon panting and practically humping the furniture underneath him.
"Fuck - I'm ready. Please, just fuck me."
Arthur couldn't think of any words to say so he just pulled his boxers down a little furthur and ripped open the condom. He put it on as quickly as possible and applied more lube. He was already groaning at even his own touch.
He gripped the sides of the desk to brace himself and slowly pushed into Eames, and Eames took him in like he was missing piece. He soon found a rhythm and closed his eyes, completely absorbed in the feel of Eames’ heat around him and the delicious noises coming out of Eames' mouth.
He shuddered as he came and collapsed on top of Eames. He let himself rest there for a moment before pulling out and discarding the used condom. He then lifted Eames up, turning him around so they were both facing the desk and pulling him close.
"You got precum on my desk."
"Sorry."
"I don't think you're really sorry at all," Arthur said as he wrapped a hand around Eames' cock and starting stroking,"But I'll figuve you." He placed a few bruising kisses along the nape of his neck and held Eames up as he came into his hand.
They cleaned up in silence and Eames was just about to leave when Arthur called to him.
"Eames."
"Yeah?"
"If you'd like, I could look at that paper again sometime. It's a good start, but I think it could be even better."
"You do?"
"Yes."
There was a slight bit of worry in Arthur's voice, like he wasn't quite sure if he had just made a terrible mistake and that Eames wouldn't take him up on his offer. But there was really no need to worry.
"See you in a few days then, professor."
Eames then made a quick exit and could not wipe the smug look off his face as he shouldered his backpack and closed the office door behind him.
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timeasmymeasure
Re: This fest was needed. Everyone should appreciate all his assets more. FILL [2/2]
Date: 2011-04-29 05:06 am (UTC)"Stop. You didn't come here just to give me a blow job did you? I'd like to do this my way if you don't mind."
Eames swallowed hard.
"Not at all, sir."
Arthur liked the sound of that.
"Good. Pants off and over to the desk, please."
Luckily Arthur kept his desk very clean so there were very few items to remove while Eames got rid of his bottoms. Arthur freed himself from the confines of his own trousers and starting stroking himself hard before turning back to Eames.
"I'm assuming you brought additional supplies as well?"
"Of course. You know I never come to class unprepared."
Eames returned to his pile of discarded clothing and took a small bottle of lube out of a pocket. He made like he was going to start preparing himself when Arthur took the bottle from him.
"I'll do it. Come on."
Arthur took Eames and bent him over his desk, nudging a leg between Eames' and forcing them apart. He poured lube on his fingers and leaned over Eames, nipping his neck and teasing his entrance, but not pressing in.
"This is what you want, right" Arthur whispered in his ear.
"God. For the past 4 months. You have no idea."
"Oh, I think I do."
Arthur slipped a finger in and felt Eames squirm. Eames let out a small moan and pressed himself against Arthur. Arthur had never been with someone so greedy for him before. It went straight to his head - sending all his blood to his cock - and before he knew it he had two fingers in and was scissoring Eames open with abandon.
And for his part Eames was soon panting and practically humping the furniture underneath him.
"Fuck - I'm ready. Please, just fuck me."
Arthur couldn't think of any words to say so he just pulled his boxers down a little furthur and ripped open the condom. He put it on as quickly as possible and applied more lube. He was already groaning at even his own touch.
He gripped the sides of the desk to brace himself and slowly pushed into Eames, and Eames took him in like he was missing piece. He soon found a rhythm and closed his eyes, completely absorbed in the feel of Eames’ heat around him and the delicious noises coming out of Eames' mouth.
He shuddered as he came and collapsed on top of Eames. He let himself rest there for a moment before pulling out and discarding the used condom. He then lifted Eames up, turning him around so they were both facing the desk and pulling him close.
"You got precum on my desk."
"Sorry."
"I don't think you're really sorry at all," Arthur said as he wrapped a hand around Eames' cock and starting stroking,"But I'll figuve you." He placed a few bruising kisses along the nape of his neck and held Eames up as he came into his hand.
They cleaned up in silence and Eames was just about to leave when Arthur called to him.
"Eames."
"Yeah?"
"If you'd like, I could look at that paper again sometime. It's a good start, but I think it could be even better."
"You do?"
"Yes."
There was a slight bit of worry in Arthur's voice, like he wasn't quite sure if he had just made a terrible mistake and that Eames wouldn't take him up on his offer. But there was really no need to worry.
"See you in a few days then, professor."
Eames then made a quick exit and could not wipe the smug look off his face as he shouldered his backpack and closed the office door behind him.
The End