Pairing: Well no real pairing. But Eames and Arthur interaction.

Rating: K , its innocent this time !

Note: I do not own Inception, the characters or any of the story.

There, sitting hunched over a desk, with his hair slightly messed up, was none other than Arthur. The man seemed to be pouring over some kind of document that he had pulled up on his computer, thus shutting himself out from the rest of the world. So the researched was completely ignorant to the fact that another person had just walked into his space, and was quickly approaching him.

Though when a pair of warm hands landed on his shoulders, and squeezed gently, the brunette certainly realized that he had lost himself for a moment. "What the he - "

"Calm down darling, its just me." Eames' smooth voice did very little to relax the sitting man, whom just seemed to shift in his chair slightly, but refused to turn around.

"I was curious who was still up at this time of night, though I certainly shouldn't be surprised that it's the work-a-holic."

"Did you need something? I'm busy here Eames, if you couldn't tell." Arthur snapped, trying to shrug off the hands resting on his shoulders. Though even as he tried to push the other man away, Eames seemed to be content with leaving his hands where they were.

"Actually I was just coming to check on you. You need to get some rest, even if you don't think you do." He replied, starting to lightly massage the overly tense shoulders. Which at first was met with some resistance, before Arthur finally let out a large sigh, allow his shoulders to stoop slightly. Eames - knowing he had won for the moment, grinned slightly as he continue the impromptu massage.

Minutes quickly melted by , and before he could even realize it, Arthur had completely forgotten about his work, and was instead letting his head loll to the side at the feeling of having his upper body completely relaxed. Though a short time later the ministrations stopped, and the hands smoothed down his arms instead, before leaving his body all together.

"Come on how darling, you need to sleep. And I think a bed would do you some good." Eames' coaxed in a soft voice, a faintly amused smile on his face, his left hand grasping onto one of Arthur's elbows and dragging him up from the chair. "There we go. Since you are being such a good boy, I might even come to bed with you." The older man suggested with a wink, which quickly made Arthur pull himself away from him.

"You wish. Good night Eames." The brunette stated in a slow monotone, before he turned on his heal to retrieve his briefcase from next to his desk, before making his way out of the warehouse, towards the hotel he was staying at. Leaving the older man to watch him walk away, the same smile still on his face. Because Eames knew he was getting himself closer, he be being allowed deeper and deeper into the other man's shell, and he wasn't about to stop until he had him wrapped completely around his finger.

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