Normally James would take more time, gently use his fingers to drive Davin crazy with teasing until he knows they are both ready, but he doesn't think they can wait and Davin urges him on, spreading his legs so James fall forward. Blood is pumping quickly through his veins, a steady beat in against his neck as Davin says okay, and he moves his hands, reaching around for the lube once more. He uses the liquid to stroke his cock a couple of times then he rearranges his knees so he can enter Davin slowly, as carefully as possible.

Tight heat surrounds him, and Davin feels impossibly good even before James begins to move. He puts his hands along Davin's hips, digging his fingers in as their bodies move together. "God," he breathes out. This is what he wants, has wanted for days when Davin had forgotten him.