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Ariadne had arranged a peaceful, quiet life she for herself after the Fischer job. And then he showed up. All smiles and charm that sent her head in a frenzy. It seemed like every time he was in town, he would visit her and she would be conveniently available. She knew the kind of work he was still involved in and the risks that came with it. But she didn't think that he would be under surveillance or that anyone would notice his infrequent visits to Paris.

But someone had found out about her. Someone had been in her apartment and was looking for something other than money. They even went to the trouble of leaving her a note. A friendly enough note to try and inspire her to come out of retirement. That sickeningly sweet kind of note that felt like it was laced with cobra venom. They wanted an Architect.

She called the only person she could think of.

"Hey..."

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He pulled her panties down and off, tossing them away. Slowly, he kneaded her ass cheeks. "Good?"

"Mmhmm." she hummed against the pillow that enveloped her face. Feeling herself relaxing, she closed her eyes and focused on the feel of Arthur's hands on her body.

And just as slowly, he slid one of his hands away and ran his fingers lightly down her folds.

Her body vibrated as his fingers brushed passed her most sensitive areas. "Mmm-rthur."

"Is this okay?" He asked as he continued rubbing his fingers against her.

"Because it's you; yes." She was trying to contain her moans.

"Good." He reached over and grabbed a pillow from the head of the bed. "Lift your hips up."

Pushing herself up, she wiggled her ass in front of him suggestively. Even before today, the day gone wrong, she had missed him terribly, both sexually and mentally.

He smiled and bent over to kiss her lower back before tucking the pillow under her hips, lifting them up just a bit for better access. "Spread your legs."

She hummed under his lips, the sensation giving her goosebumps. "You've stopped asking." she teased as she did as he asked.

He smirked at her. "I thought you liked being a little dominated." Arthur moved down lower so that he was lying on the bed on his stomach between her legs. He traced her folds with the tip of his tongue, tasting her.

She laughed. "I did. I also like it when you make me-" she gasped and gripped at the sheets as he tongued her wet opening.

He hummed against her, lapping at her wetness. "God, you taste amazing."

"Ny-uh!" she squeaked out as she gripped the sheets tighter, her body squirming under his attentions.

Arthur sat up and pulled the pillow out from under her. "On your back, now."

She took her time rolling over, switching the position of her legs. "You're wearing entirely too much."

"I'm not done with eating you out yet," he stated bluntly even as the front of his pants tented from his erection. Lowering himself to the bed again, he hooked his legs over his shoulders and sucked her clit into his mouth, rubbing the bud with the tip of his tongue.

Ariadne moaned excitedly as her body quivered under his aggressive mouth. "Fuck, Arthur." she huffed out as she ran her fingers through his hair, tugging when he teased the right spots.

He slid his hand under her thigh and pushed a finger into her, pressing against her g-spot, his mouth not letting up.

Her hips bucked against his mouth her body shuddering from the sensory overload. Her breath turned labored as she moaned and her walls tightened around his finger.

He rubbed her g-spot, pumping his finger quickly. He wanted her to let go. To forget what happened today.

That's one thing she definitely appreciated most when it came to sex with Arthur; his uncanny ability to rip her from her mind and drop her into a world of euphoria. Her grip on his hair tightened as she neared her orgasm. "Arthu-!"

He could feel her getting closer as her walls contracted around his finger and how she said his name in a higher pitch.

She cried out as her walls squeezed around him as she came; her back arching and pushing her against his mouth.

He hummed against her when she finally came, and then slid his finger out and lifted her head. He rubbed his fingers against her clit, wanting to draw out her convulsions.