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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"I distinctively remember- Oh fuck," Eames pants and holds onto the sink harder, white-knuckled. "You, you were the one who-"
Arthur bites again, teeth sinking, marking. "Semantics," he says and sucks the spot where Eames' shoulder meets his neck.
The sound of slapping fills the room; Arthur's slim hips slapping against Eames' arse, thrusts unforgiving and unrelenting. Eames's damp hands are slipping, sliding on the porcelain and he scrabbles for a better grip. Arthur's palm replaces his mouth on Eames' neck, pushing, pushing Eames forward, bending him, controlling him and Eames goes, forehead resting heavily on the tap. The metal digs into his skin uncomfortably, but he doesn't care, doesn't care at all because it's Arthur fucking him like it's their last time, like their time is running out ( ... )
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ALSO I'M VERY HAPPY YOU LIKE. <3 <3 <3
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Slow burn starts to spread from Eames’ gut to the tips of his toes, to the tips of his fingers, burning brightly on his cheeks. Eames is feverish, drugged - he’s out of his bloody mind under Arthur, under Arthur’s circling hips and his possessive hold. There are bruises forming all over his skin, on his hips and neck and forehead, and he feels so good, feels marvellous because it’s Arthur’s cock inside him, hot and hard and hisArthur pants above him, hot puffs of air getting shorter and shorter and his arm is trembling under the strain of going slow. The miniscule tremors make Eames hold on Arthur’s hand even harder ( ... )
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