The drugs work their magic, sending jolts of sensation through Klaus's body, especially once James gets his hand on his dick like that. He groans, though not loudly, and bites his lip.

"You sure you can last long enough to fuck me properly?" he asks, teasing, "Mr. never had ecstasy before?"

But it's an empty sort of teasing, because fuck if he doesn't want to find out.

He slides his hands away from James, dragging his nails lightly along the other man's skin as he does, then turns to face the wall behind him, absolutely shameless even in a public place.