Karma Sutra Is A Bitch 001 (for bamf_pointman)

[triedinception]

( warnings for underage sex, though the people in question will be between 15 and 17 in age.)

It wasn't the first time that Eames had had Arthur over. Nor was it the first time that they had slipped into his parents bedroom to look for cigarettes (Arthur having gotten a slightly aghast look when Eames called them fags) or loose change.

Eames at 16

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[bamf_pointman]

When Arthur moved to England with his family, he hadn't been happy at all. He was leaving everything he knew behind and 'starting over' thousands of miles away. Since he met Eames though -- things have been much better than he would have ever have thought

[triedinception]

Eames shuffled through the drawer, shoving it closed after he deemed the cigarettes were not in it. he opened the next, and lifted a heavy book off off the surface of it, not even looking at the title as he tossed it onto the bed next to him.

And underneath that was, of course, the cigarettes.

"Jackpot," he crowed slightly as he tugged the little box out, waving them around in the air. Apparently his parents plan had been to hope that the book (the Modern Karma Sutra, it boasted of course) wouldn't keep him from finding the cigarettes.

Eames finally noticed the title in the middle of waving his prize around, and tilted his head, reaching down to thumb the cover open.

[bamf_pointman]

Arthur sat down the box he had been looking through for the cigs but only ended up with some loose change. He pocketed the money for later and walked over to Eames, snagging the carton from him. "What did you find?" He pulled out a cigarette and raised an eyebrow at the book sitting on the bed.

"The Karma Sutra?" It was one book he hadn't come across yet although he pride himself on knowing a far range of literary work.

[triedinception]

Eames' cigarette was hanging from his lips already, as Eames frowned as he flipped the pages.

"Modern version. I know about the original, but I don't know what the difference is between the two."

Lots of positions between men and women, it was showing. And while that was curiously interesting (Eames was already planning to perhaps sneak a look at the book later) it wasn't enough to catch his attention. He flipped a larger chunk of pages only to come to a drawing of two men.

That gave him pause, a slight flush to his cheeks. Eames knew about that too but he'd never actually looked.

"Oh - that must be why it's modern." He tried to play it off as cool.