James bites on his lower lip, pleased by the reaction, and rubs his palm against the bulge, touches slow but intent.

"I've never failed to perform," he shoots back, hand moving slightly as Klaus turns around. He steps closer until he's pressing his front to Klaus's back, hips grinding faintly against his ass. His lips find Klaus's ear, and he murmurs into it. "But I can just fuck you with my fingers if all else fails."

Not that he expects it to. Still, not looking to waste time, he tugs Klaus's trousers down his thighs, one hand getting the underwear out of the way too while the other fetches a bottle of lube from his own pocket. A couple encounters have taught him to always be prepared just in case, especially in places like this.