[accidental video]

[notjustathief]

[The video opens on a room somewhere in the Dream House on Eames' floor. From a decent distance, you can see the two of them kissing before Eames gently pushes Arthur onto a couch so that he's lying on his back.

After that, Eames shuffles off, turning on some low, rhythmic music before turning back to Arthur and then it. is. on.

Eames starts flicking open buttons of his shirt, grind his hips a little and getting into his striptease dance. Once his shirt's off, his whirls it around before tossing it off, then peeling off the white undershirt underneath.

Arthur is grinning, and Eames seems to be getting it into before tugging at his belt--

And the video cuts out. Sorry, folks.]

Comments

Because I'm evil apparently

[glidingwind]

[Have a very naive and confused teenager watching you Eames.]

What are you doing?

1/2 Lmao yes you are

[notjustathief]

We...ah...

2/3

[notjustathief]

....we...er...

3/3

[notjustathief]

...playing a board game?

[glidingwind]

Oh. [Poor Ven will believe anyone.] How do you play? Are you winning?

[notjustathief]

[THANK GOD.] It's like charades. You have to give somebody clues to an answer. ...by dancing.

[glidingwind]

[Lucky escape, Eames?] Sounds like fun! Is taking your clothes off another clue?

[notjustathief]

[VERY LUCKY.] Yes. Yes it was.

[glidingwind]

[Nods.] So what's the object of the game? Maybe I could play it with my friends.

[notjustathief]

Erm...well, have you played charades before?

[glidingwind]

Never heard of it!

[notjustathief]

Okay. Er, well, you have to think of a word, yes? And then you have to act out clues to what the word is without talking.

[glass_secret]

Aw, just when it was getting to the good part.

[She's teasing of course]

[notjustathief]

So sorry, but watching further is only available to those who've signed a binding contract that legally makes them my spouse. It's very exclusive.

[archicheck]

Hm. Suddenly I'm really glad most of the rooms here are sound proof...

[notjustathief]

Ariadne, are you saying you don't enjoy the sight of my shirtless self?

[archicheck]

I don't think I actually said that.

[notjustathief]

Ah, good to know.

[Action~?]

[p_a_r_a_d_o_x]

[Well~~ wasn't that nice? Arthur is smiling, not in a mocking manner, but he does look amused.]

[p_a_r_a_d_o_x]

...

[OOppps...crap.]

I thought you were out.

Locked

[p_a_r_a_d_o_x]

Eames may want to stop yourself before you dig yourself too deep. [Arthur has a headache already.]

[jailbirds]

Gross.

Adn a few hours later....Video

[p_a_r_a_d_o_x]

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Locked

[notjustathief]

I think it may be a bit too late for that, love.

[notjustathief]

...don't have an aneurysm. I would hate to see you die.