[ James doesn't necessarily mind Klaus talking, especially when he manages to choke the words out of him with a single tug on the leash. His hold is strong, and he steps closer, knee pressing between Klaus's shoulder blades, holding him in place while he keeps the collar tight against his neck. ]

You really don't know how to shut your mouth, do you? Can't you be a good little bitch for once and do what you're told?

[ He settles a hand on Klaus's shoulder, nails dragging up his neck, digging only barely into his cheeks as he tilts his head back. ]