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~ Arthur had retreated to her tiny bathroom to freshen up. The feeling like he still smelled of Coach and the trip still clung to his skin too much. It had started to rain and Ariadne had insisted that he not venture out into the wet.

The Point Man looked over her delicate female trappings. Her perfume, her deodorant completely fascinated. Like he was observing a new and beautiful species for scientific discovery. He smelled the subtle perfume. Her fragrance was clean and elegant. Nothing too overpowering or whorish. He liked it. He looked over her cleansers and and other sundries with delight. Smelled her bath soap and shampoo. His fingers playing over the high end make up in her neat little case.

~ In her close little room, Ariadne speed dialed the Forger.

"E'llo Darling." Came the Forger's sexy drawl.
"It worked." She breathed in a happy excited tone.

"Course it did. What now?" He asked.

"Arthur." She hissed happily. Barely able to contain her growing excitement. "He flew all the way from L.A in Coach, all to apologize to me. Even beat up my friend's Ex because he thought he was going to hurt me."

"Oh sexy!" Eames teased. "I told you. Reject him and he will want you all the more. You made him come to you. Now you own him."

"What do I do now?" She asked on baited breath.

"You get the mood lighting like I said? The comfy bed?" He asked

"Yes, it looks very sexy in here." She said looking at the fresh decor she had invested in just a few hours old.

"Well you know what to do, Darling. Seal the deal and he will be yours forever." Eames told her. "Men aren't complicated. Your something he couldn't have and that dove him crazy. If he was willing to fly from California to France in Coach, he's crazy about you. Just make it good. Do all the naughty things you've ever seen in the movies."

"Okay. Eames, I gotta go." Ariadne whispered fearing the Point Man would pop out of the bathroom at any second.

~ Feeling better, Arthur emerged from the bathroom to see the Architect standing before her bed. She had changed into a shapely night dress. It was the color of deep dark rubies. Her dark hair was down and framed her face in lovely dark waves.

"I don't suppose you made hotel reservations for yourself." She said shyly. As if she were not aware of her exuberant sexuality bursting from the night dress.

"I... um... I didn't... I didn't make any..." Arthur stammered as the blood left his head and fled downward.

"I guess you can stay here." She told him innocently. "If you don't mind sharing a bed." She tossed a look at her bed and Arthur used the precious seconds to rake his eyes over her body in that night dress. Her beautiful skin looking milky and rich next to the dark color.

Soon enough, he didn't think at all as he seized her lips in his and was lost to her.

~ END ~

I know! No Erotica! Bad ANGELOFTHEMORNING1978! Oh well. I'll post something sexy soon. Pls Review! Love you guys!