Pairing: Eames / Arthur with Adriane as well.
Rating: T for implications
I do not own anything but the story line.
A/N: Yes, I know I'm updating this fast. But this is more of something to do for fun more than anything. But if you have any ideas for something you might want to see, please put them in a review ! I'd love some inspiration.
Eames leaned with his back resting against the wall. His hand lightly resting on the shoulder of the man currently kneeling in front of him. Arthur had a needle clenched delicately between his front teeth, as he attempted to line up a button that was once on the forger's pants. It had come off only moments ago , completely on accidentally, when Arthur himself had tossed a shoe at the man. Though it wasn't the most rational of responses, the point man had long since grown annoyed with the fact that the older man was hovering around him. He had to get work done, and with Eames so close, his mind went haywire. Though it was obvious that the older man didn't know that, and simply was trying to get some kind of entertainment out of him.
On the other hand, said man was enjoy the compromising view. Having Arthur kneeling in front of him like that, well it was rather dirty. Even if the brunette was simply trying to patch up his pants, which was really unneeded, but Eames couldn't resist forcing the other to do it.
"Really, this seems so pointless. You could simply go buy a new pair of pants ! Or ask Ariadne to fix them up. I'm sure she's better at this than me."
The other man's complaining caused the older man to glance downwards. "I really don't think she should be getting anywhere near the crotch of my pants though darling. Doesn't seem appropriate." He finished with a chuckle, that only got a grunt in response from Arthur, who now seemed focused on his work. The younger man was always one to dive right in and lose himself though.
Which was probably why only Eames noticed when the fair Adriane walked into the large room, a smile on her face. "Arthur are in he -" It was obvious by the sudden cut off of her greeting, she had spotted the two men.
Still feeling a bit spiteful from hearing how she had kissed Arthur ( not that it had probably meant anything, but he was a bit ruffled she had kissed him at all ) Eames shifted his hand from the man's shoulder to his hair, carding through it gently. Ignoring the curious glare that was shot up at him. "Oh Arthur, you are rather good at this. Aren't you darling?" He asked in a teasing tone, causing the younger man to give him a spiteful look once again.
"Shut up and let me finish." Arthur's hiss was the perfect thing to etch the horrified look on the girl's face, and only moments later she had turned tail and ran. The sound of her feet obviously caught the point man's attention, and he turned around curiously. "What was that?"
"Nothing, just hurry up and finish." Eames encouraged, unable to keep the smirk off of his face.
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