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The only good thing about being in Paris, and away from Arthur for a while, was the easy ability Ariadne had to report back to her bosses with what information she had so far.

It was also a bit of a relief to know that they didn't really have any intention of prosecuting Arthur, or anyone else from the Fischer job - at this point, her bosses were sniffing out something much bigger, and just wanted her to use them to get closer to whatever the bigger operation was, to figure out who was behind it.

She suspected it was something much worse than anything Arthur would be willing to do.

Still, aside from the regular calls to her bosses, it was exactly as boring and depressing as she'd known it would be, having to pretend to be a student again, attend classes without even the hope of Arthur on the phone in the evenings. She walked to the college most days, went to a couple of classes, walked back to her messy little apartment in the late afternoon or evening. Ate takeout for dinner, because she could barely cook for herself. At night, she would touch herself, remembering how Arthur felt on top of her, inside her.

The next day, she did it all again.

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"Do you want me to come?" He asked.

[chesstotem]

"What do you want?"

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"I don't care. Either way's fine with me."

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She smiled a little, then sat up and reached for the drawer where she kept the condoms. "Mind if I'm on top?"

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"I don't mind at all," he replied and he started taking off his clothes.

[chesstotem]

"Hm. I was tempted to tell you to keep your shirt on," she said contemplatively. "But that's okay. Strip."

[isnt_the_same]

Arthur huffed out a laugh before he got out of bed to fold his clothes.

[chesstotem]

She opened her mouth to protest, then giggled a little as she watched him. "You do realize you look kind of absurd, right?"

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"Do you think I care?" He asked.

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"Maybe not, but you should get back here so I can fuck you silly."

[isnt_the_same]

[Once he's finished, he gets back in bed.] Alright, I'm all yours.

[chesstotem]

She grinned and wrapped her hand around his cock again. "I'm glad you liked what I had to offer," she teased.

[isnt_the_same]

"Why wouldn't I?"

[chesstotem]

"I dunno. Maybe I was worried I wouldn't be up to your usual standards." She pressed the condom into his hand, too busy teasing at his cock with her fingers and tongue to do it herself.

[isnt_the_same]

He took the wrapper and tore it open. "I don't have standards," he insisted as he rolled the condom on.

[chesstotem]

"Hmm," she said with a laugh, moving up his body to straddle his waist. "So you're just not picky at all?"

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"Not really, no," he replied, his hands resting on her legs.

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"That doesn't make me feel very special, Arthur," she teased, her fingers tracing his length lightly.

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"Well, I'm very sorry, Ariadne," he teased right back.

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"As handsome and badass as you are, you can afford to have high standards," she pointed out logically, finally lowering herself onto his cock with a sigh.

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"I suppose," he said with a light shrug.

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"Shut up," she said with a little laugh, squeezing herself around him as she began moving.

[isnt_the_same]

Arthur grunted and squeezed her thighs with his hands.

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Her eyes fell shut as she rode him, setting a rough pace.

[isnt_the_same]

"That's good," he hissed. "Hard and fast."