The pull of sleep was strong on Arthur too; his entire body was exhausted by the time Eames gently pulled out of him. That motion itself made him whine a little in the back of his throat, the sound muffled by Eames' mouth on his. He was breathing heavily, still, when the kiss ended and Eames demanded his attention. Arthur had to force his eyes to ( Read more... )

After the team had parted ways at LAX, Arthur had decided that it was time for a break. A break from working, from dreaming, and from running around the world picking up after his (so called) friend. He simply took another flight back home, to upstate New York near the place where he'd grown up in order to find some peace of mind. There was very ( Read more... )

The building that he brings Quinn to is in New Haven, relatively close to Yale's campus without crossing over into the shadier part of the city. It's an old warehouse, as is his preference, with just the bare minimum of supplies needed to bring someone new into the dream sharing business. Meaning, it had a bit of furniture, the PASIV device and a ( Read more... )