"Are you laughing at my porn preferences, Daniel Eames?" He attempted to sound offended, then snickered softly. "I am quite offended that you would do such a thing. Really, I am. At least I didn't suggest Grannies Gone Wild or something." He grinned at this, and placed another kiss on Eames's shoulder.
"How can you promise that?" He pouted a bit at Eames, and leaned in to kiss his fiance. "From what I hear, people don't choose to return home. It just... happens." But Eames seemed certain that he wasn't going anywhere, so Arthur was willing to accept this as fact.
He smiled slightly at Eames's next words. "You wouldn't have it in you to kill me. You love me too much." He kissed Eames once more. He took the bowl offered to him, and peered at the bowl. "I can't eat this. You didn't put chocolate sauce on it." He was teasing, and he grinned at Eames to show him he was teasing.
Once he received the spoon, he took a bite of the ice cream and started to head back to the living room. "I am not sure how you expect me to be able to concentrate on a movie when you're in your underwear, love." He settled onto the couch, and glanced toward Eames. "That in no way means you need to put on more clothes, though."
He reached toward Eames and ran his hand lightly over the man's stomach. He knew his fingers would be cold from holding the ice cream bowl, and he smirked slightly.
"We are going to watch Elf because it is always a good time to watch that movie."