James lets out a distinctive moan into the kiss, followed closely by a whine of complaint when Thor draws away just as quickly. He moves closer, his own hand smoothing over Thor's length, teasing him right back as a revenge of sorts.

He bites on his lower lip at the suggestion, and with a considering hum he starts moving, lifting himself up just enough so he can spread his legs to both Thor's sides while facing him. He's already half-hard and it's difficult to miss it when he lingers purposefully close to Thor, taking his sweet time to sink himself back down into the water, hands bracing against the edge of the pool while he straddles Thor's lap.

"How's that? Better?"