[ James is a stickler for order and tidiness, and any place where he lives tends to be organized to a nigh obsessive degree. That said, he couldn't care any less about how people keep their own spaces, so he absolutely gives no shit about whatever mess John's suite might be in.
Besides, he's pretty eager at getting his pants off, and it's even easier to ignore whatever mess is around them. He lets out a soft grunt as fabric is pulled and yanked out of the way, his own hands working at John's shirt. At first he's patient enough to undo a few buttons, then he just growls and grabs two fistfuls to force it open, probably ripping one or two buttons off in the process. ]
You'd look more familiar on your knees.
[ Either getting fucked or sucking dick, James really isn't picky at all. ]
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Besides, he's pretty eager at getting his pants off, and it's even easier to ignore whatever mess is around them. He lets out a soft grunt as fabric is pulled and yanked out of the way, his own hands working at John's shirt. At first he's patient enough to undo a few buttons, then he just growls and grabs two fistfuls to force it open, probably ripping one or two buttons off in the process. ]
You'd look more familiar on your knees.
[ Either getting fucked or sucking dick, James really isn't picky at all. ]