Jealousy

His anger flared as he saw Arthur flirting; yes it was definitely flirting, with Ariadne no less. Arthur definitely knew Eames was watching he gave him a cocky little smirk that made him want to tear through the bar and rip his clothes off in front of everybody. Instead he smirked back. He had to be right about Arthur being gay, he was never wrong about such things. Instead he just sat there nursing a scotch and casually looking around while always managing to keep Arthur in sight.

Arthur was loving it, Eames was getting jealous! This was utter heaven as Eames scowled at Ariadne He couldn't help but smirk, he had finally made Eames lose that cocky grin and perfect composure. He could see that Eames wanted him and he had fought his feelings long enough he wanted him too. He didn't care if he had no sense of style and annoyed the hell out of him he wanted to feel him pounding him with his cock, he wanted to scream and lose control. But for now he was content with playing the games Eames so often played with him. He finished his drink and told Ariadne that he was going to sleep, she looked disappointed. Poor girl he thought he knew he shouldn't be playing these games with her. As he got up he saw Eames and couldn't help but smirk at Eames practically inviting him to follow with the evil look in his eyes. I have had way too much to drink he thought to himself.

Eames watched that cocky little shit walk out smirking at him like he knew. He followed him with very, very bad intentions. He caught up quickly.

" Darling, where are you off to?" he spoke in a voice he knew was seductive.

" I'm going to bed." He said deadpan, confidence gone Eames could see it in his eyes, no more cocky smirk. Just the fake nonchalance Arthur worked so hard to keep in place

" Why don't I walk you up," he paused leaning in close " its dangerous for pretty boys like you at this time of night." Arthur looked at him for a moment not sure what to say. He wanted to punch Eames for making him feel like this and wished he hadn't teased him, but he wanted this. Didn't he? He wanted to say I'm not a boy, fuck of Eames.

" Eames we're in a hotel there is nothing dangerous about it." But he didn't say no. He should have said no, but it probably wouldn't have mattered. Eames knew he was getting somewhere. He followed Arthur into the elevator just as the doors shut he pushed him against the wall kissing him hard at first Arthur stood there not knowing what to do until after a moment he gave in and kissed back. Arthur wanted more he needed more and Eames caught on to this and laughed pulling Arthur back to reality. He pushed Eames off him and stared at him with something that Eames was defiantly not expecting, fear. He took his head in his hands and spoke soothingly " don't be scared, there is nothing to fear here." This caused Arthur to growl and back even farther away.

"I am not scared." his voice ice and his face back to it's fully composed self. Eames laughed to himself as he admired the beautiful boy in front of him.

" It's okay to show weakness, pet" He whispered it into Arthur's ear like it was an important secret hot breath sending a shiver down his spine. Just then the elevator door opened and Eames pulled away from Arthur and let him lead the way out. He followed him down the hall and into his room. Arthur tried to stop him, though it was half hearted.

" What do you think your doing?" He demanded. Knowing full well what was going on but not wanting to admit it. Eames just smirked and kicked the door shut as he started to advance on Arthur. He pushed him against the wall with force and told him to undress something in Eames eyes changed, they were darker and it turned Arthur on. It took him a moment until he heard Eames growl and he did as he was told and watched as Eames did the same. Eames had muscles in all the right places suddenly Arthur felt self conscious of his own skinny body but pushed that aside as Eames gave him an appraising look. Eames pushed up against him and kissed him with bruising force that made Arthur moan. Eames leaving bruises on Arthur's neck were he sucked making it impossible for Arthur to stand still he wanted more as Eames worked his way down Arthur's body until he pulled his boxer briefs of with his teeth teasing Arthur's cock with his mouth licking it up and down until he could barley take anymore. Suddenly he stopped Arthur glared down at him and growled as he drew away pulling him towards the bed. He looked around for lube and Arthur got annoyed at how long it was taking and got up and grabbed some lotion from the bathroom. Eames eyes watched him in a way that scared him and turned him on and the same time. Eames eye's were filled with a sort of violence that had Arthur willing to do anything he was told.

" Well thank you darling" Eames purred into his ear as he flipped him onto his stomach " on your knees." he commanded in a rough voice and Arthur obliged, he had the feeling this was going to be rough. Eames smiled threateningly as Arthur looked at him with pure desire in his eyes, as he looked he plunged a finger inside of him drawing a quick yelp from the mans lips making Eames want him that much more.

" Oh you are tight." Eames laughed menacingly as he pushed another finger into Arthur making him squirm in pain and pleasure. He finally hit Arthur's prostate and hear him scream. Started to push his fingers farther into Arthur's heat causing him to whimper like a schoolgirl. He withdrew his fingers and stroked his cock with lube; Arthur grew impatient and made a whining sound that made Eames laugh.

"I'm going to make you scream, darling" and with a wicked laugh he plunged his pulsating cock into Arthur's heat with brute force that made Arthur do exactly that.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard you limp for a week, I'm going to make you beg, and you will pet" Eames growled as his hard cock was turning Arthur into a completely different person a person who could scream dirty things and not be ashamed.

The pain hit Arthur, as did the pleasure. As Eames pushed himself into Arthur he hit that spot and made Arthur cry out in pleasure over and over again. Eames bucked his hips in rough steady movements that had Arthur shaking, his hands left what would tomorrow be bruises were he held Arthur's waist. Arthur was so alive all he could feel was the pleasure that almost over powered the pain that Eames was causing as he hit that spot he could hear himself screaming Eames name over and over again. Arthur bucked his hips trying to take in as much of Eames as he possibly could he heard Eames cursing as he clenched around him. Eames could tell Arthur was in pain but he knew he liked it he saw it in his face as he reached down to grab Arthur's cock and stroke it he only had to do so a couple times before Arthur was begging Eames in a whispered scream to make him come. He came with a strangled scream of Eames name. Eames came shortly after him with three brutal thrusts into Arthur's tight hole that caused Arthur to whimper in pain before Eames sloppily withdrew his spent cock and collapsed beside Arthur. As they lay there catching there breath Eames kissed Arthur's forehead and asked "You alright there love?" Arthur glared at him knowing he would walk funny tomorrow, and finally letting what they had just done hit him.

"I'm fine." Arthur said in a voice much shakier than it should have been. Eames suddenly looked worried. Arthur tried to regain composure, he felt a dull aching pain were just a minute ago Eames had been, and it felt good in a way.

" I didn't hurt you that bad, did I?" He had lost the smile and was honestly worried that Arthur would say yes.

" No." Arthur said with a scowl " But I swear to god if you tell anyone" Eames cut him off with a smile

" Now, Now darling who do you think I am?" Eames said with mock hurt in his voice, which made Arthur smile as he curled up close to Eames and fell asleep on his chest. When Eames was sure Arthur was sleeping he whispered into the younger man's hair." I love you."