James is not far behind Davin, coming with a shout as he rolls his hips forward losing his rhythm as his muscles tighten with pleasure, shooting straight down from his waist to his toes. He doesn't need the encouragement, but he likes the sound of his name falling from Davin's lips. He moans back at him. "Davin..." he says, feeling the sweat forming on his brow as their foreheads touch.

Soon he feels empty, soft waves of pleasure still rolling through him as he loosens his hard grip against Davin's hip. He smiles a little, his chest still heaving as he tries to catch his breath. "You're incredible."