[Steve settled down on James when then man's leg hooked around his waist and pulled. His arms slid around and under James and he gentled his kiss a little, making a happy sound against the man's mouth. Kissing on the couch where anyone could walk in might be a little risky, but damn if it wasn't ridiculously satisfying as well! Eventually Steve came up for air, dropping little kisses along the man's jaw before nuzzling James' temple.]


James. My beautiful James. You know I'm not serious about the glasses, right? I mean, I really do think you probably look like sex on legs in them, but I wouldn't actually try to stop you from wearing them . . .


[He kissed James' temple and let his mouth drift into the man's hair, enjoying the tickle of soft strands against his lips as he spoke. It felt good, just touching James, talking. They didn't have to be vicious or hurried, and they didn't have to stay strangers. They could build something real, and he couldn't find words to say how much that meant to him.]