He leans into the touch, listening to her with a smile. Honestly, she's the best thing that's ever happened to Arthur and Eames. She's such a good influence, such a good person.

He lets out a surprised noise at the kiss, but he hums appreciatively a moment later, smiling when she toys with his collar. Eames very much enjoys touch. He's always been that way, and sometimes, Arthur leaves him touch-starved with the way he holds himself back.

He laughs, amused at the last part, and pushes a strand of hair from her face. "You know, you and I might be better-suited, at least sexually. I'm not saying I can get it up all the time, but I desire sex a bit more than Arthur. We might be able to sate our needs while Arthur rests if we make this a habit."