June 22nd, 2012
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Arthur/Eames
Length: 9700 words
Summary: Sometimes when you run the tape backwards, you find something unexpected encoded in the noise.
Content Notes: No warnings apply.
A/N: In spite of the somewhat srs bsns summary above, this is essentially a light-hearted fic. It started when I suggested to Xen that I wanted to write silly fluffy porn about Eames being the ex Arthur can’t seem to keep from fucking. Xen replied (brilliantly as per usual) “OR VICE VERSA” and then my head exploded. This fic crawled out of the smoking ruins thereof. It was a bit of work to keep it from pivoting over into angst, I tell you, but I think I managed it. (I cannot promise the same about schmoop, however.)
Thanks to Xen, anat, and Lately for audiencing, beta-ing, grammar-picking, character-building, making sense of the atypical chronology of this story (maps!), and helping me aim for the right ending because I did not plot out a 10K fic when I started typing the first line. All remaining errors are mine.
Read on AO3 or here, below the cut:
( Like a Hook Into an Eye )