It's breathtaking to watch and Arthur shudders eagerly as he feels that faint heat as Eames fills him. He groans quietly and leans forward, bracing his hands on either side of Eames' chest, staring down at the man with a smug, pleased little smirk, hips rocking as he squeezes down on that spurting cock, riding Eames all through his orgasm.

When the man seems to have recovered his wits a bit, he gruffly directs, "Touch me."

He's not so nice as to let just Eames get off on this, and is selfish enough in the moment to demand his own release come from the man's hand directly.