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5. AW YEAH COLLEGE ARTHUR/EAMES?

[pointwoman]

[Hey, Eames. Hey. It's that girl. You know, that one who always has the face like :| and who apparently lives in the library.

Well, she hasn't had the traditional sex in the library stacks yet. Just sayin'.]

THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH WAYS TO EXPRESS HOW MUCH I LOVE COLLEGE A/E

[paisleythief]

* Oh. Oh, hello darling. What is this? We're without our supervising little architecture boyfriend/father figure? All alone in the empty, extended-hours-because-of-finals library, are we? Well. This can only mean one thing.

Eames slips up behind her and, hoping he doesn't get stabbed in the eye for trying to be suave, rumbles into the hair by her ear. * Hello darling.

AWESOME. :D

[pointwoman]

[She must have eyes in the back of her head or something, because she doesn't so much as flinch at that.

Evenly:] Eames.

[paisleythief]

The one and only, * Eames braces a hand on the back of her chair and the other on the table, looking a bit over her shoulder but mostly down her shirt.

What? She's hot. * I thought your finals were over.

[pointwoman]

They are.

[...Hey, she's allowed to be studious outside of finals. And don't think she doesn't know you're staring down her shirt, Eames.]

OMG IDK HE'S CHAVVING OUT; /tries to control this

[paisleythief]

* The point isnt that she doesnt know, its that she lets him. Which is why he does it in the first place. If she didn't know he wouldn't-

Alright, he might peek, but he wouldnt be so blatant about it. * Should've texted me if you was bored sweetheart, I'm always free for a beautiful woman.

...Oh, Eames.

[pointwoman]

I'm not bored.

[She is doing research. In the library. With the sexy librarian glasses. See how that works?]

[paisleythief]

* He can see how that works in his favor, not exactly how it works for keeping him away from her- but that's her problem, not his. *

You must be; you haven't told me to get goin' yet and when you're really workin, you're right quick with that.

[pointwoman]

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Well, clearly if she doesn't answer that it's like a denial, right?]

[paisleythief]

* Considering Eames needs denial to be as clear as a brick to the skull, not answering might as well be confirmation in his books. He licks his bottom lip, slow and smirking. *

But, y'know, you can keep readin if you like. I'll find other ways to entertain myself. * He does have a nice view, after all... *

[pointwoman]

[Dry like a dry thing.] I'm sure you do.

[paisleythief]

* Eames much prefers her tone dripping- with sarcasm, if that's what she prefers, but he's open to other permutations. So long as it's nice and- well, she knows. *

Almost sounds like you think about it. That's sweet, almost enough to make me think you care. * Her shampoo is something sharp, not cloying and too-sweet like other girls' but enough to get your attention, something fierce and definitely feminine to it. He's warm at her back when he says, * But little miss Arthur wouldn't be thinking those thoughts, now would she?

[pointwoman]

With you in this proximity? Doubtful. [Because she wouldn't put it above him to have developed telepathy for dirty thoughts.

...Ignore that shiver, she has no idea where it came from.]

[paisleythief]

I'm noting a distinct lack of denial in that statement. * Ignore Arthur? Especially when she's giving him such wonderful responses? Sorry darling, but that's just impossible. * By yourself, with me around- so long as you're thinking the right thoughts, I'm glad you're thinking 'em. But really darling, you should let me give you some fodder for your... thoughts. * Which, for the way he says it, might as well have been fantasies. *

[pointwoman]

And what, exactly, do you consider fodder?

[paisleythief]

* Arthur is a smart woman, capable and confident in her own abilities which is the only reason Eames pushes quite as hard as he does with her. They've been doing this dance for the better part of two semesters now and if she didn't like it, he's sure she would say something definitive. She's never had a problem before. But still, he's not about to be explicit without her permission so he tests the water. Vulgar if she wants to interpret it that way, vague if she decides to report him. *

Firstly, how bloody eager I would be. * Not touching, just hovering above her skin, Eames runs a palm over her forearm and up to her shoulder; an imitation of what he would love to be allowed to do. He can't help but touch a lock of her hair, sweeping it over her shoulder when his breath pushes it off. * You've no idea, Arthur. There's very little I wouldn't do to please you. Whenever you'd like, wherever- all I'd need is one text, one sign and I'd be there. Safe bet, darling.