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[chesstotem]

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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[chesstotem]

Ariadne immediately hooked her legs around his waist. "Gonna fuck me hard?"

[isnt_the_same]

"Mhm," he said with a grin before he captured her lips in a kiss.

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She returned the kiss enthusiastically, and smirked a little. "Do it."

[isnt_the_same]

He pressed his forehead to hers and pushed into her again to the hilt.

[chesstotem]

"Good?" she asked quietly, tugging on his hair as he moved inside her.

[isnt_the_same]

"Yeah," he said breathlessly as he moved against her.

[chesstotem]

She pulled him in for a sloppy kiss, squeezing herself around him.

[isnt_the_same]

He groaned against her lips and quickened his pace.

[chesstotem]

"Come for me," she muttered against his lips. "Let go."

[isnt_the_same]

It didn't take much after she said that. His thrusts became erratic and moments latter, his hips stutter.

[chesstotem]

She pressed her lips to his shoulder, keeping her legs tight around his waist.

[isnt_the_same]

He rested gently on top of her as he caught his breath.

[chesstotem]

"You liked that?" she asked faintly after a few moments of silence.

[isnt_the_same]

"Yes," he murmured.

[chesstotem]

She traced his features carefully. "Did you really mean to say that you'll basically sleep with anyone who's interested?"

[isnt_the_same]

He turned and kissed her finger tips. "No."

[chesstotem]

"So you do have standards," she said, smiling faintly.

[isnt_the_same]

"Of course, doesn't everyone?"

[chesstotem]

"There are some people I wonder about," she said with a smirk.

[isnt_the_same]

"I'm not one of them, trust me."

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"So you do have standards, and I do meet them," she said.

[isnt_the_same]

He nodded. "You do."

[chesstotem]

She smacked his ass playfully. "Better get cleaned up, big boy. I want to sleep, and you make a good pillow."

[isnt_the_same]

He raised his brow. "Big boy? Jesus, what did I do to deserve such an awful pet name?" Arthur laughed and got off of her before going to the bathroom.

[chesstotem]

"What do you think?" she asked with a laugh, stretching her limbs happily.