you're really lovely underneath it all
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[ Shifting against the lounge chair, Eames can feel the heat crashing down on her bare skin. She adjusts the straps of her bikini back in underneath her arms, sunglasses firmly placed on her face. The penthouse suite was a nice choice, because up here there's nothing but building tops and sunshine to keep them company, the slight hum of Arthur's laptop going off, and if she focuses, the man's breathing.
Behind her there's the chilled cabinet housing all sorts of delicious liquids and she's almost tempted to move, knock them up some horrifically potent cocktail just to see what Arthur would be like all loose and sun kissed.
Instead she just makes a plaintive little noise in her throat, cracks her eyes open. ] This is nice.
[ Shifting against the lounge chair, Eames can feel the heat crashing down on her bare skin. She adjusts the straps of her bikini back in underneath her arms, sunglasses firmly placed on her face. The penthouse suite was a nice choice, because up here there's nothing but building tops and sunshine to keep them company, the slight hum of Arthur's laptop going off, and if she focuses, the man's breathing.
Behind her there's the chilled cabinet housing all sorts of delicious liquids and she's almost tempted to move, knock them up some horrifically potent cocktail just to see what Arthur would be like all loose and sun kissed.
Instead she just makes a plaintive little noise in her throat, cracks her eyes open. ] This is nice.