madsmurf93 | It just doesn't get enough apperication [BOTTOM!EAMES FEST]

Hello Darlings,

This is Eames:

Not many people know much about Eames except for one thing...and it is very important.

It is his arse and this is his arse:

This is also his arse:

SEE IT MOVE!

AND MOVE SOME MORE:

AND SEE SOME MORE LOVELY ARSE:

ISN'T IT LUSH AND BOTTOMABLE?

You see, Eames is no top (sure those Bottom!Arthur fics will tell you otherwise) but instead he is a begging and slutty bottom for everyone and especially Arthur (ESPECIALLY ARTHUR!) Just in case you are wondering this is Arthur:

In conclusion, Eames is a slutty bottom for every male in the fandom and this is your chance to prompt that and fic it and graphics it, draw it and fanvid it and just do everything to it because EVERYONE NEEDS TO APPRECIATE BOTTOM!EAMES because, really, he is a delightful thing.

Arse pics courtesy of google and Bina <33 Mostly from Bina since Bina is a goddess amongst mortals - just saying.

NOW! GO WRITE, VID, GRAPHIC, DRAW AND PROMPT BOTTOM!EAMES WITH ANYONE AND EVERYONE!!

Loves Maddie <3

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Warnings: kind of the big cock trope, but not really, language, sex (obviously), very short

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"Oh fuck," Eames whispered, or at least, he tried to, wanted to, but he couldn't hear himself over the rush of blood in his ears, wasn't sure if he was even able to string two words together at that point.

It wasn't that Arthur was that big, although it felt like it, felt like he was huge. Immense. But it had been a long time since Eames had bottomed (not that he'd informed Arthur of that fact; not that Arthur had asked) and they'd both been in too much of a hurry to spend all the time on preparation that he'd probably required.

He couldn't honestly say he regretted it, however.

"Fuck, you're tight," Arthur murmured, rolling his hips, pulling back a fraction in order to press back inside with slightly more force, the burn increasing with each centimeter gained.

Eames didn't respond, let his forehead press into the pillow and panted shallowly, his fingers wrapping around the edges of the pillowcase in a need to hold onto something. The slow entry was torture, too much and too little, and he could feel his body stretching, sullenly parting to make way for Arthur's advance as pain tinged the darkness behind his closed eyes red. It didn't stop the undercurrent of pleasure from making his cock twitch against his thigh, however, from pulling a breathy moan out of his throat as Arthur rocked against his prostate as he attempted to get deeper. He almost wished Arthur would just get it over with, would shove the rest of his cock in so Eames could get used to it and start to recover somehow. But he also hated the thought of anything hastening the end, of losing even one second of the feel of Arthur's hands and body against him, so he didn't say anything, just bit his lip and suffered through every excruciating moment, the desire for more rising up inside of him, relentless and cruel.

"Relax," Arthur breathed, his hands brushing over Eames' sides and back as he kept up that gentle rocking with his hips, Eames' eyelids fluttering with each spasm of pleasure. Arthur reached around to cup Eames' testicles and rub the skin just behind it, supporting his weight with his other hand against the mattress, and he bent his head to lick a hot trail up Eames' back as he continued to grind against him. Arthur's consideration had the opposite reaction from what he'd hoped for, however, Eames clenching down on Arthur's cock as if his body didn't know what to do with the overload of sensations. They both moaned then, Arthur's body jerking from the sudden increase in pressure, his cock forcing its way past the resistance for another few centimeters.

Eames groaned hoarsely, head swimming, everything flashing hot and liquid as he found himself pushing backward in an effort to draw Arthur in even further, and he forgot his earlier plan to take things at Arthur's pace, wanted Arthur to fuck him open, until he was loose and each thrust was easy and wet and obscene.

"Don't stop," he gasped, reached behind him and grabbed Arthur's thigh to keep him close. "Shit, don't stop."

Arthur straightened, dug his fingers into Eames' hips, pulling them up higher until Eames' back curved like a bow and his legs were trembling with tension. "I don't intend to."

FFFFFFFFFFFFF...OH GOD YES.

LOL! But yeah, mmmm, bottom!eames is lovely.

Oh god that's so hot. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm :D

Thank you so much! ;D

Guh. Just. Yes.

Bottom_eames is the most fabulous thing in the world. XD

ldkfgsdkfjg, yes, please, don't stop. :)

Sorry, this was just a really, really short snippet because I couldn't resist. But I'm working on some other stuff right now and don't have plans to add to this. Thanks for reading though!

oh, no worries! I didn't mean to make you feel like you should apologize. This was lovely as is. :D

fuck. yes.

;) It's a nice mental image, isn't it?

It just doesn't get enough apperication [BOTTOM!EAMES FEST]

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