"Mmh-" John jolts and tenses a bit at the bite, grip tightening into James's thigh for a moment while the elevator wall rattles under his back. It's oddly still and quiet otherwise, just the sounds they're making echoing off the walls.

"S'fine," he encourages breathlessly. This is good. John's too busy feeling James up and getting off to care.

"I can do you one better and suck you off," he offers belatedly after a stretch of nothing but the sound of clothes getting ruffled as he rocks and pushes his hips against James's hand eagerly.