"You're so bossy even after coming like a fountain on my stomach," Eames murmurs with that infuriating smile of his while Arthur hauls him up. "I like it. It reminds me how bossy you are before while you tell me to fuck you harder."

Oh, yeah, he's putting in all his ridiculous charm and playful energy that is at least 70% fabricated. Just to gain some ground in normalcy.