Inception Kink Fest

[cherrybina]

Welcome to the Inception fandom Kink Fest!

This fandom puts out some seriously amazing fic on a regular basis, but I am of the opinion that there should always always ALWAYS be more kinky porn. You guys, our fandom has guns and bondage and daddy issues and dream forgery. I say it's time to bring on the kink, yes?

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Arthur/Eames, D/s, rimming, bondage, aftercare [1/?]

[bohemeyourself]

There are so many awesome prompts, I wish there could be fills for all of them. This is something I started a few days ago. I'm writing out of my comfort zone here, I think I've broken my brain.

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Eames has been following the mark’s mistress all day, around town, back to her apartment, and at nine, out to a very posh club in the gaslamp district. Eames checks his coat, taking in the scene as he follows her to the back of the club. The heavy bassline thrums through his chest, but not loud enough to make him loose his head. She heads straight towards the back of the club, to a dark red door. She pauses to whisper to the bodyguard, and he stands to open the door for her with a dazzling smile.

All business then, Eames heads back towards the bar. The club isn’t empty, there’s a mass of bodies on the dancefloor, a few groups around the dark wood tables and the bar. His gaze pauses on a familiar figure

Re: Arthur/Eames, D/s, rimming, bondage, aftercare [2/?]

[bohemeyourself]

“Arthur,” Eames purrs against his ear, grinding his hips against Arthur’s arse. Arthur grunts and kicks out, taking them both to the floor. They tussle for a bit, and Arthur finally gives in when Eames pins him down, hands pinning his wrists to the floor. He relaxes under him, looking up at Eames with dark eyes. Eames kisses him then, because he can, and Arthur just melts into the hardwood like he could stay there all night

[bohemeyourself]

Just found this today. After all this time.

Would love it if you'd clean it up, stay in one tense and post it as a one-shot somewhere like on Ao3?

Re: Arthur/Eames, D/s, rimming, bondage, aftercare [1/?]

[bohemeyourself]

damn character count D: Eames groans, turning urgent. “Use your hands, love.” Arthur’s hands come up, one wrapping around the base of Eames’ cock, the other gripping his thigh. He goes at it, all wet heat and the pressure of his tongue on the underside of Eames’ cock. “Arthur,” Eames purrs, he’s so close. “That’s it, that’s so good.” And then he’s coming, gripping Arthur’s shoulder tight as he pulses in his mouth

Re: Arthur/Eames, D/s, rimming, bondage, aftercare [4/?]

[bohemeyourself]

Eames crosses to the wardrobe and opens the double doors. Inside is enough gear to make one’s head spin. He selects a large length of soft nylon rope, the safety scissors and a bottle of lube. There’s so much stuff, all very tempting, but it’s been a while since Eames did any of this that he’s going to stick with the basics for now.

Arthur’s eyes are closed when he gets back to the table. He’s relaxed back into the leather, waiting. Eames places a hand on his stomach, and Arthur’s eyes open slowly, smiling up at Eames. Eames shows him the rope. “So you don’t get any ideas about who’s in charge.” He teases.

Arthur nods. “You’re in charge.” He states, easy and compliant. Fuck. Arthur’s slipped into some sort of headspace and Eames isn’t about to ruin that. Eames is going to take care of him. He takes Arthur’s hands, both of them, and kisses his fingers, over his knuckles, rubbing his thumbs over the raised veins on the backs of them. Arthur’s hands are beautiful, long graceful lines like the rest of his body, delicate wrists and

Re: Arthur/Eames, D/s, rimming, bondage, aftercare [5/?]

[bohemeyourself]

“Oh god, Eames.” Arthur groans as Eames licks over him. He starts with teasing little licks with the tip of his tongue. Arthur moans wantonly and pushes back against him. Eames sits up and hauls Arthur further down the table, pulling his arms taught, so he has very little room to move

Re: Arthur/Eames, D/s, rimming, bondage, aftercare [5/?]

[photoclerk]

O__O
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Re: Arthur/Eames, D/s, rimming, bondage, aftercare [5/?]

[eleveninches]

More please!

Re: Arthur/Eames, D/s, rimming, bondage, aftercare [5/?]

[bohemeyourself]

More is coming, I promise! I looked up at the clock after I posted part five and realized I had fifteen minutes to get to work!
I am home now, and will resume after a shower. And some food.

Re: Arthur/Eames, D/s, rimming, bondage, aftercare [6/?]

[bohemeyourself]

Ladies and Jellyspoons, I am very sorry for leaving y'all hanging. I am back from work now, showered and fed. Let's do this thing. Eames can’t stand it anymore. He removes his fingers to roll on a condom, and then he’s slicking his cock and pushing inside. “Shit, yes” Arthur moans below him. Eames pauses when he’s fully seated, bending over Arthur to kiss and bite at his neck, his shoulders. Arthur is shaking under him, trying and failing to get his arms underneath him to push back against Eames

Re: Arthur/Eames, D/s, rimming, bondage, aftercare [7/?]

[bohemeyourself]

More tomorrow. Promise there will be awesome things tomorrowThe rope is so twisted up from them moving around that Eames doesn’t even try, just cuts Arthur out of the rope, rubbing over his arms before pulling him to his feet. Eames uses the wet wipes to clean up all the come and the lube. Arthur’s covered, it’s streaked across his chest, on his back and arse from where he lay in the earlier puddle, lube and spit between his cheeks and down his thighs. Eames runs the towel through his hair, wipes most of the sweat and remaining stuff from Arthur’s skin. Arthur is unsteady on his feet, still dazed. Eames chuckles and lets him lean against him while he wipes off the table. They lay back down, tangled together and kissing him lazily

Re: Arthur/Eames, D/s, rimming, bondage, aftercare [7/?]

[eleveninches]

sdfhsdfh I love the intensity! And the after care!

Re: Arthur/Eames, D/s, rimming, bondage, aftercare [7/?]

[photoclerk]

*__* aaaafterrrr caaaaaare!

Re: Arthur/Eames, D/s, rimming, bondage, aftercare [7/?]

[cherrybina]

Nnnngh this is all so delicious.

Re: Arthur/Eames, D/s, rimming, bondage, aftercare [8/9]

[bohemeyourself]

I did an obscene amount of research for this fic. I was up until 4 last night getting lost in the internet, all because my brain went, "hmm, Eames should topdrop at some point."Arthur gets a weird apprehensive look on his face when they get close to the hotel. Eames pulls him close and kisses the look away, until Arthur is sighing and smiling up at him again. They head straight for Eames’ room, and Eames promises Arthur that he’ll go pick up whatever Arthur needs from his room later. Eames undresses Arthur, folding each piece of clothing he removes over the back of a chair

Re: Arthur/Eames, D/s, rimming, bondage, aftercare [9/9]

[bohemeyourself]

Y'all, I really enjoyed writing this. It's the longest thing I've done in a long while, god they wouldn't shut up! This really pushed my boundaries. God, I have so many ~feelings about these boys.Arthur curls up under the sheets, lazy and still quite blissed out. Eames orders room service, and then goes to retrieve Arthur’s essentials while they’re waiting for the food. Arthur’s room looks exactly as Eames had imagined it, displaying Arthur’s penchant for order and neatness. He picks up Arthur’s pajama bottoms from where they’re folded at the foot of the bed, a fresh undershirt and pants, and his toothbrush and shaving kit from the bathroom