"Eames, baby -" Arthur shudders when Eames' hand wraps around his cock and groans, biting down on his shoulder.

He nods at his words. He was very close and says as much. "Very close," he moans, lifting his hips so he has only the tip of Eames' cock in him before rolling his hips and taking him back in.

Within a few strokes of Eames' hand and a nudge to his prostate with a timely thrust, Arthur feels his balls tighten as he comes over Eames' hand with a moan.