The curtains were drawn on the cottage when Eames and Jacob returned, but they heard the murmur of voices. "I think the TV's on," Eames said. He turned the doorknob and opened the door, wondering what the girls could be watching that had so much moaning. Porn seemed unlikely at this hour. He heard movement and whispered cursing, and held up his finger for Jacob to wait a moment. Peeking around the door, Eames saw his sister hastily pulling her shirt on and Rachel scurrying for the back bedroom, her arms crossed over her bare chest.
"Could you give us two seconds of bloody privacy, William?" Alice demanded. He obediently stepped back outside and pulled the door closed.
"What was that?" Jacob asked.
"You remember Friday when you asked if something was going on between your sister and mine?" Jacob nodded, already starting to shake his head and snicker. "You win the prize, pet."
"Well," Jacob said lightly. "That answers a few questions that have been in the back of my mind about Rachel."
"You didn't know if she liked girls?"
"I suspected, but we hadn't talked about it specifically. I only came out to her once she visited me at uni. Neither of us have had any real relationships until now, and it's not really something we can talk about at home."
Alice opened the door, her clothing properly arranged, but her hair was mussed. Her cheeks flamed as Jacob came in, and then she looked at her brother and threatened, "Don't."
"Alice, dear, if you're happy, I'm happy for you," Eames said, leaning over to kiss her forehead. "I will return you to your regularly scheduled teasing when you aren't already blushing all the way to your toes. Meet back down here in a few minutes to figure out dinner?"
"You know that Will played Ariel last summer?" Alice asked Jacob as they spread out the picnic blanket.
"I did not," Jacob replied.
"It was a perfect part for him. They made him these special black feathered wings. He got to strut around the stage being grandiose and chewing on all the scenery. Will loves that sort of thing," Alice said, and they both giggled.
"I know," Jacob agreed.
"Do I hear my name being taken in vain?" Eames asked as he and Rachel carried the takeaway food up.
"Never!" Alice insisted. "I'm just making certain Jacob knows what a drama queen you are."
"I think he knows." Eames said back.
Jacob came up behind Eames and wrapped his arms around his waist. "Oh, he does know." He kissed the side of Eames' neck. "And he loves him anyway."
Alice rolled her eyes and said, "Ugh, get a room!"
"That is my line," Eames said softly, with a wicked glean in his eye, and Alice turned red.
"Are you picking on my girlfriend?" Rachel asked softly, taking Alice's hand in hers. Eames watched his sister's blush grow deeper at the word.
"Come now, Rachel dear, she's my twin sister. It's my job." Alice and Eames shared a smile.
"It's ok, Rach. I know where he sleeps."
The foursome settled onto the blanket to enjoy the takeout and the show. It was a chillier evening, and they ended up cuddling under blankets to keep warm. Eames, of course, knew every word of The Tempest. When the actor playing Ferdinand said, ""Hear my soul speak: The very instant that I saw you did, My heart fly to your service," Eames whispered it into Jacob's ear. He was rewarded with a kiss from Jacob.
Eames emerged from the shower and walked back into the bedroom with a towel around his waist. Jacob had turned off most of the lights and was already lying on the bed under the sheet. Eames reached for his boxer shorts in his bag but Jacob's voice reached his ears. "Don't bother. Just come to bed."
Jacob flipped the sheet back to invite Eames under it, revealing that he was completely naked. Eames paused, his eyes devouring his boyfriend's lithe body. In the dim light, Jacob's olive skin glowed, and his eyes were positively smoldering as he pushed his dark hair back with his free hand. Seeing the awed look in Eames' eyes, Jacob broke the reverie by speaking. "Drop the towel and get under these sheets." Eames obeyed, the white terrycloth falling to the floor, and Jacob pulled him into lingering kiss.
"Wait," Eames broke the kiss. "How far do you want to go tonight?"
Jacob smiled at him. "You're overthinking again. I don't know, but I want to have fun. How far do you want to go?"
"I don't know, either," Eames admitted.
Jacob chuckled. "I have an idea. Like I said, I want to have fun...and enjoy you. I want to explore your body and make you feel good. Did you like last night?"
"I think you know I did," Eames grinned at him.
"If we want to do more than what we did last night, we check in with each other? And if one of us wants to slow down or stop, we just have to say so."
"I like that idea."
Jacob took control, and his hands roamed all over Eames' body. He tried out feather-light touches, light scratches, and gentle massage. He followed with his mouth and experimenting with licks, love bites, and kisses with Eames emitting soft moans and gasps of pleasure. He worked his way down from Eames' neck to his nipples and then his torso. While Eames watched in blissful anticipation, Jacob worked his way down Eames' hip and then to his upper thigh, just skirting his pubic hair. He slithered further down Eames body, resting between his legs, and then began kissing the inside of his boyfriend's thighs.
"Oh, fuck, Jacob..." Eames moaned. "Please...more. Please."
Jacob relished how vocal Eames was. "I love to take your breath away. You sound so sexy."
"Tease," Eames accused breathily. Jacob chuckled in response as he resumed his ministrations, and the vibration made his kiss even more erotic.
"Will," Jacob whispered. "Can I take you in my mouth?"
"Oh, God, yes."
Jacob grasped the base of Eames' penis with his left hand to control it. Experimentally, he reached out his tongue and licked his boyfriend's length. Eames rewarded him with another moan. Gaining confidence, Jacob tongued his length, varying speed and pressure based on Eames' noises. Eames' hands grasped involuntarily at the sheets, and Jacob finally took the tip of his penis between his lips. Studying Eames' reactions, he alternated between licking and sucking his boyfriend. Eames' breathy moans had lost any resemblance to coherent speech as he let go of the sheets and moved his hands to cup Jacob's head. Jacob made out, "yes...please..going to...," and then Eames came, still in his mouth. When Eames shuddering breaths slowed, Jacob released him from his lips and then crawled up so they could kiss.
Eames was in a blissful haze when Jacob asked, "You liked that?"
Still a little breathless, his boyfriend said, "That is the understatement of the bloody century, love." He clutched Jacob close. "How do you do that?"
"Well, it's very simple." Jacob brought Eames' hand to his lips. "I just take you and..." He sucked one of Eames' fingers into his mouth.
"Not that, silly," Eames laughed softly. "How do you know what will drive me crazy?"
"You ask too many questions," Jacob scolded mildly. "I told you, I pay attention to you." He began to kiss Eames' neck. In between kisses, he whispered and demonstrated. "I see what makes you squirm...and gasp...and moan...and call out my name." He returned to Eames' lips.
"You make it seem so effortless. I just...don't want to disappoint you." Eames admitted.
"Hey," Jacob's voice was serious as he pulled back. "Look at me." When they were both staring into one another's eyes, Jacob said. "You couldn't disappoint me. Neither of us has a lot of experience with this, and that's okay. It's not always going to be perfect, but there's no one else I want to learn with."
"You always know what to say," Eames marveled. "And all I do is borrow other people's words."
"But they don't make my heart sing when other people say them. What was that line from tonight?"
Eames reached up and ran his fingers through Jacob's hair before laying his hand against his cheek. "Hear my soul speak: The very instant that I saw you did, My heart fly to your service…"
"That's the one. So much better to hear in your voice." Jacob kissed Eames gently.
"Will you let me try?" Eames asked.
"Try what?"
"Taking you in my mouth. And paying attention to your responses."
Jacob's heart skipped a beat. "Of course."
Eames rolled Jacob onto his back and crouched above him on all fours. Starting at Jacob's sternum, he dragged a line of kisses down his body. His hands were on Jacob's side, and he felt how his boyfriend pushed up into his kisses. As he moved his mouth over Jacob's belly, he felt him tremble in excitement and anticipation. He splayed his hands on Jacob's stomach to experience more of the sensations.
If Jacob had taken his time giving his first blowjob, Eames jumped in with both feet. He placed his left hand on Jacob's hip and then engulfed him in his mouth. Jacob responded with an excited gasp and his hips jerked up. Eames gently but firmly pushed his hip back down. He grasped Jacob's member with his right hand and began to slide his hand up and down in front of his mouth. He listened to Jacob's soft, huffing breaths and occasional murmurs of pleasure. He kept pumping with his hand as he stopped moving his mouth and instead swirled his tongue over and around. Jacob's orgasm came so suddenly it caught them both by surprise, but Eames determinedly kept his boyfriend in his mouth until Jacob, panting and sweating, pulled on his shoulders. Eames slithered up Jacob's body and they kissed.
"Good?" Eames asked.
"Amazing," Jacob assured him, petting his hair. Eames rested his head on Jacob's chest, listening to the slowing beat of his beloved's heart. They drifted off to sleep like that.