Arthur was finally speaking to his therapist again, and Eames finally had peace. He felt Arthur begin to release all of the pain he'd been bottling up for weeks and was ecstatic when Arthur said he felt ready to become a couple. They would hold hands at work, and share long glances over their meals—but most importantly, Eames was allowed to chastely kiss Arthur. Even though it was minimal, it was fantastic. Eames had never been more in love and more appreciative of the small gesture. He even began to savor their small intimate moments more than his former sex life. It was fulfilling to know the man trusted him so much.

It was one autumn afternoon that inspired Eames to continue their relationship—to improve upon the already brilliant.

Arthur had been rather affectionate lately; holding hands more often or allowing an abundance of kisses. So, when he and his boyfriend, Eames, were walking through the small and secluded park near his apartment building, he decided to be the one instigating the kisses.

After the kiss Eames had been completely stunned, "You… you kissed me."

"Yes, I guess I did…" the small smile toying at the Point man's lips was gorgeous, almost edible. So much so that Eames didn't even realize when he pulled the young man in and began to kiss with an impossible lust. He prodded with his tongue for entrance, and, when given it, nearly fainted with acceptance. For the next few minutes there was nothing in the world but their tongues and a dance dominated by Eames, and his complete lack of resignation.

Without realizing he had put down a wall, Arthur dove fully into the kiss and found himself in Eames' arms. Eames carried him to the apartment building and finally put him down while they were in the elevator. Here he shoved him up against a wall and began to fondle his abs and beautiful back. His hands were icy from wind outside, but Arthur bucked forward to meet them. Before long, the two had fumbled into his apartment and were on the floor.

Eames threw his shirt off, unaware of the buttons he had ripped, and soon had Arthur's strewn over the edge of the couch. When he landed on Arthur his body glowed in lust. The forger ran his hands along any crevice he could find, still lip-locked with the blissfully unaware Arthur, who, up until now, had been doing nothing but savoring the feeling of pent-up lust.

But, when Eames removed his jeans and sought for Arthur's, the young point man began to fidget nervously. Sadly, the forger noticed and slowly released his boyfriend, and gave him an apologetic smile.

"Sorry, love. It's so easy to find myself insatiable when you're in the equation." Eames stood up and put his hand out to Arthur, but before he could help him up, Arthur yanked him back down. With a small, but gruff, yelp Eames landed onto his Arthur.

"Please fuck me."

The words that Eames had been waiting months for were suddenly facing him, but he didn't know if he could take them. "Are you sure, darling? I don't want to do this if you aren't—"

"Shut up, and fuck me." Arthur put his arms around Eames and pulled him forward—lips colliding and bodies molding. Rolling over, the point man pushed Eames to the floor and began to remove his own pants. Skin to skin, boxers to boxers, Arthur let himself go completely and pulled their underwear off without a second thought. Eames growled with appreciation and adoration when he saw the lack of inhibition in Arthur's eyes and the way his disheveled hair and pouting lips almost screamed "take me".

Eames didn't let Arthur control the show for long and was soon the one on top—yet again moving his hands around his younger lovers. Only this time, he didn't want to just feel the young man, he wanted to be inside him. Jumping quickly over to his pants he pulled out a small bottle of lube and, feeling the look on his back, murmured, "A guy can hope", before slicking himself and his fingers.

Arthur laughed heartily but stopped when he felt Eames slowly and gently poking his entrance. Rather, he moaned, and only shivered when he felt his forger get even harder. Tensing as another finger entered him, he remembered he wanted this to feel good, and calmed. After all three fingers were rubbing his internal walls and, after a quick search, his prostate.

"Again! Eames, fucking right there!" Arthur's screams were all Eames needed to continue hitting that bundle of nerves repeatedly. Soon his fingers weren't enough. He needed to be inside Arthur. Fucking Arthur.

"Are you sure?"

"Do you even have to a-ask?" Arthur faltered when he felt his prostate being hit, yet again, by his amazing forger. Suddenly, and painfully, an entire length was jammed into his body. He groaned in pain and felt Eames stiffen in fear. "Keep going." His command was rushed and husky, but it did the trick. Soon he was being rammed into and pleasured by the most amazing man he had ever met. Whimpered, "I love you"s were coming from both men in between their pants and thrusts—Arthur kept meeting the member that was pulsating inside him.

Only minutes later, both men exploded and sighed, looking at each other and lying down. Both came down from the drastic high in their own time, and both continued to hold the other for hours to come. They didn't say a word until six pm when Dom knocked on the door and shouted out to Arthur.

"Arthur! I need you and you won't answer your phone, are you in?"

"One second Dom!" Dom stood on the other side of the door hearing Arthur shuffling around his apartment, sometimes swearing. Moments later a disheveled and pink lipped Arthur answered the door in his robe.

"Arthur…" Dom began questioningly, but almost seconds later he heard Eames cough behind the door and saw Arthur tense . "Oh, I see I've come at a rather awkward time… I'll… come by later, Arthur." Dom just smirked when he saw the point man blush at his crude joke. But, all Dom cared about was his closest friend, almost his son in some sense, was finally back to normal—finally happy.

A/N- Small dabble. An afterthought to the events of "Stop". So that's why I put it as another chapter. Hope you liked it. I'm not great at sex scenes ):

But I might get some new Inception (another story line) up later in time… probably not for a few weeks though. Hope you enjoyed! R&R pwease :D