hello, good morning, love -- for starknaked

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It was a month in on this job from hell, or so he was starting to mentally refer to it as, and there was a faint light at the end of the tunnel that he could faintly see. They were hardly to the point where Arthur would feel confident in saying they were ready but they were making progress.

As he had promised, Arthur sent a text at least once a week even if it was as simple as 'i'm alive', 'hey' and 'how was your day'. Something where Tony knew he was alive and well.

It was Friday and even Arthur, the workaholic that he was prone to be, wanted the evening off just as much as everyone else seemed to. Instead of hitting a local restaurant or bar with the others, Arthur decided to return to his hotel suite and order in room service.

With his order in front of him and a glass of wine, Arthur picked up his phone and thought about what time it would be in California. 7:15 in the evening in Paris was roughly 10 AM in California. If Tony didn't get back to him now, Arthur would be up for a while either way.

Alone and I want you. Oh, and good morning, love.

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Once Arthur was back in his right frame of mind, there would be a lot of decisions he would have to make and changes if they were seriously going to go into this. A lot of people in the black market -- in the dream community knew his face, knew his reputation (his hard earned reputation) and he did enjoy the job. He didn't enjoy being away from Tony though - not for this long. For now, those thoughts didn't exactly fully register in his mind - what mattered the most to him was this.

Arthur groaned and rocked his hips up into his hand, whimpering. "Please, Tony -- can I..." he bit on his bottom lip, tightening his hand around his cock as he stroked.

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Deep down Tony wasn't sure that Arthur would actually ask for permission. That he even came that close make Tony's cock jerk, hand speeding over his dick.

"That's it," he groaned. "You're so close. Come on then," he moaned. "As me and I'll let you come for me," he moaned, hips rolling and the bed creaking.

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'I wish you were fucking me, stretching and opening me up," he groaned out, his hand speeding over his dick. "On the desk, in bed, against a door or wall..."

The bed was creaking underneath him as he continued rocking and rolling his hips into his hand. "Fuck, fuck -- please, Tony," he groaned out - needing, wanting the older man. It wasn't the asking that Tony was asking for but that was as close as he got.

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"Fuck. Fuck..." He paused, holding his breath just so he could hear Arthur. The sound of his breath, the sound of springs and then those words. Breathless and sexy and delicious.

"Fucking come for me," he demanded. "Do it, Arthur. Come imagining me riding you hard. My fucking ass." Stroking himself harder, gasping as he made the demand.

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Before Arthur realized it, he was gasping and whining as he came hard all over his hand and stomach. He worked himself through his orgasm, breathing hard. "Fuck --," he said eventually, his voice rough.

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Tony held his breath, listening to Arthur's release. Moaning softly, eyes closed as he stroked himself harder, faster. Moaning though close and arching up against his hand.

"Talk to me," he whispered.

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"I want to be underneath you, pressed into your desk as you fuck me and take me hard," he said with a rough growl to his voice. "It's been a month since I've been fucked - imagine how tight and hot I am. Can't even fuck myself with my fingers because I want it to be you opening me up and stretching me."

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Hedonist that he was, the illicit nature of being with Arthur, the sweetness of the man he'd gotten to know under the suit, and the beauty of what they shared between him left him ready and close at the best of times when they had days a week together. Now, a month later, he was nearly out of his mind.

"Fuck... Arthur... Fuck!"

The last as he came, arching up off the bed, imagining burying himself balls deep into that tight, perfect ass with a snarl and a small sound that may well have been a whimper.

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Arthur closed his eyes as he soaked in the sound of Tony's voice and bit on his bottom lip. Despite loving his job (sans this job), he truly missed Tony. He missed being around him, hearing him call him 'Cal' and of course there's the sex. But it was more than just the sex. It was Tony period that he missed.

"Shit, Tony," he said huskily - catching his breath as he removed his hand from his cock.

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Collapsing back against the mattress, panting heavily, his chest heaving so the arc reactor flickered with every breath. "Jesus, Kid," he groaned, eyes still closer. Trying to recover his breath, pulling the phone away from his ear a moment before smiling as he brought it back to his ear.

"Mmmm, glad I woke up for that."

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He chuckled and allowed a grin to spread across his lips. "Mm, glad you did as well," he said, stretching his legs out in front of him with a sigh. "Glad I didn't go out with the others and instead texted you."

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"Wait, there was an option and you considered it," he asked with a snort. "I see where I rank," he teased, definitely amused by the very words. Deep down he knew better. He knew this was Arthur's only choice, just as he had waited for this call and glad it came when he wasn't busy and couldn't get away.

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"Mm, yup - exactly," Arthur teased and reached over for some tissues to clean off his chest. "You were number one and there was no place I'd rather be other than there, with you."

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Reaching for a towel himself, finding a tee shirt and figuring that would do as he cleaned himself off.

"Number one. I have always liked being there," he teased, huffing softly. "Got a few minutes to actually talk before I pass out?"

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"Have all night to talk," Arthur grinned. He was going to try resisting the temptation of doing more work and instead take advantage of the amount of sleep he could get. Knowing himself though, he would be up for hours regardless.

"How are you doing?"

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"Much better," he admitted, though it wasn't entirely the truth. Now that he was coming down off the high, he was panicking a tiny bit over some things they had said. Not that he was going let that stand in his way. "Parties. Dates. Annoying Pepper. How goes the job?"

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Arthur chuckled. "Ah yes, the fantastic dates of Tony Stark," he mused with a grin. He wasn't jealous -- not really. Despite all of their talk, he knew there were logistical reasons why they couldn't just come out and tell the world who they were to each other. He wasn't ashamed of being with Tony - far from it honestly. Just -- if the media found out who they were to each other, they would go digging and they would potentially find the dreamshare community. On the other hand, if he winds up on Tony's arm and there's photos taken, the media would be the last thing he'd have to worry about. People knew him and he didn't exactly work with the most respectable of people. He could count on one hand the people he trusted in this business and one or two of them were on this job with him. "How is Pepper doing? Keeping you out of trouble?" he teased.

"The job is the job. We're making progress but we're no where near ready yet. We know when we're moving in, just have to wait and be prepared."

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Tony considered what Arthur was telling him, and what he wasn't telling him. "Is it running on schedule?" He knew that Arthur couldn't tell him too much about the job, but that would tell him a lot about how things were ggoing.

"Pepper is threatening me with my life again," he admitted. "Same old same old."

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Arthur considered that for a moment. "For where we are currently - yeah, I'd say we're running on schedule." He didn't say a lot about the job but he knew Tony was intelligent that he would read between the lines and figure out what it is that Arthur wasn't saying.

He chuckled. "So just another day, yeah?" he grinned. It was Mal who had introduced them to each other - Mal who had opened those lines of communication and insisting that Arthur meet her very handsome friend...ex-fling.

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Considering the details, where it left Arthur, and wishing as he did with so much, if he could step in and help but he knew that this wasn't his world and despite what he did with the Avengers, he couldn't just step in and save the day here.

"You're not letting them pull you deeper, are you," he asked before chuckling. "And not in the ways you showed me in things," he added, never thinking he'd forget the militarization they had done to Tony's own mind to protect him from the very things that Arthur did for a living.

"Yes. So normal. Oh! I did save the world but that's kind of the same old same old too," he teased.

OH GOD, I CAN ONLY IMAGINE HOW THOSE FIRST MEETINGS WENT. :D

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"I'm on the second level - I'll be fine," he said with a smile. He was a stable dreamer so he knew he could hold it just fine. Whether or not that's what Tony had meant, Arthur wasn't sure but either way, he didn't want the older man to worry about him...least more than he was already.

Arthur chuckled. "Yeah? Who was it this time? That bastard the Trix bunny," he asked, his tone teasing. Though in all seriousness, he worried about Tony as well. The man was brilliant but absolutely nuts sometimes and Arthur couldn't help but be worried.

Tony and Arthur meeting? We should so play them out eventually

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Second level. He considered that and what it meant for Arthur. Yet it made him frown, wondering just how much he could ask without asking too much. "How many are there," he asked softly, knowing Arthur might not answer him.

Tony laughed. "Fuck that bastard trying to steal my cereal," he admitted with a grin. "But no ears. All giant robots."

YES! We totally should!

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Arthur was silent for a minute or two, with his eyes closed. "Three," he finally answered." Three levels were dangerous in of itself. But Yusuf was confident that he can make them stable with the powerful sedative and if Eames stood by him, Arthur would trust in that. The forger was one of the few men he trusted in the business.

He couldn't help it, Arthur laughed. "Ah lovely - all soulless robots," he mused. "At least you saved the world from devastation once more. I thank you," he grinned.

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"Oh." Even with what he knew, he knew that wasn't a good answer. It was a risk and a big one. "Did you know that before you left," he asked softly. Not that he ha asked, and that was on him, but he was curious if he'd known this the entire time.

"Well, guided by someone bigger than the government wants us talking about."

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"No, I didn't," he answered. "Found out after we all gathered to talk about our strategy." Had he known before? Well, he knew they were performing Inception so he supposed had he even known before hand, he would still have gone through it. He was in this deep...in for a penny, in for a pound or so they say. Still, this wasn't improving their odds any.

"Ah," he mused. "So I shouldn't be worried about world take over yet?"