[ It was sweet of Steve to think that, but the truth was James hadn't really needed him, then. He'd gotten himself out of it like he'd gotten himself out of everything else. Although he would admit it was a genuine relief when Steve had gotten him out of that Carnival show after his few months here, but even then.
James was used to it. Torture, suffering. He wasn't afraid of physical pain, sometimes he even took pleasure from it. Not under such circumstances of course, but some acid burns that got swiftly healed? Didn't even lose sleep over that.
That said, he was willing to ponder the possibility of blowjobs later, but not here. He'd rather be somewhere quieter and safer first, check on Steve's arm before he did anything else. For his own peace of mind.
He took Steve's hand, fingers squeezing around it, then nodded. ] Good. No one to bother us, then.
[ With that he led Steve straight out of the club, and across the hotel towards the rooms. There he found whatever he needed to bandage Steve's arm in something more comfortable, at the very least it'd keep the injury protected and not have fabric rubbing right against it, making it worse. ]
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James was used to it. Torture, suffering. He wasn't afraid of physical pain, sometimes he even took pleasure from it. Not under such circumstances of course, but some acid burns that got swiftly healed? Didn't even lose sleep over that.
That said, he was willing to ponder the possibility of blowjobs later, but not here. He'd rather be somewhere quieter and safer first, check on Steve's arm before he did anything else. For his own peace of mind.
He took Steve's hand, fingers squeezing around it, then nodded. ] Good. No one to bother us, then.
[ With that he led Steve straight out of the club, and across the hotel towards the rooms. There he found whatever he needed to bandage Steve's arm in something more comfortable, at the very least it'd keep the injury protected and not have fabric rubbing right against it, making it worse. ]