Davin doesn't answer with words, but instead a quiet breathy moan as their cocks slide together. He's suddenly desperate to get as close as he can, and he kisses James again before tucking his arm under his side and rolling them over.

He relaxes when James is on top of him, blanketing him, because Davin always feels safe like this. With James' weight on top of him, pressing him down into the bed, and with all of James' attention, Davin feels so incredibly lucky.

Davin spreads his legs so James can fall between them, and he slides one hand down the middle of his back while his other hand goes up to touch the soft hair at the back of his neck. He looks up at James, eyes bright as he smiles softly, mouth falling open on a quiet moan. "Tell me what you want?"