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just need a little light (closed; james)

Davin doesn't really know what's wrong with him.

Well, he has some ideas. He's been through a lot. A whole lot, but he should be better than this. He should be stronger. But apparently he isn't. He can feel himself withdrawing, getting quieter. Getting sad. This isn't a new feeling to Davin in the slightest, but he's always been able to beat it before. He's always been able to come out on top, no matter what he's faced.

Maybe not this time.

He feels this desperate urge to get away from the city, and he finds himself thinking about Brigid's shrine. He could be in Ireland in under an hour, and the temptation is strong. Really, incredibly strong. But he can't just leave. He has responsibilities. He has James.

Davin knows that he isn't really being fair to James. It's a lot of pressure to put on what's still a fairly new relationship, but he's trying. He feels best when he's in James' arms, and that means so much to him. It's why he wants to go away with him so badly. Part of it, anyway. But that isn't right either. The trip is supposed to be a happy event, not an escape. He just needs to try harder. '

He's home from work, and he's exhausted. His potions sped up his healing and his cast is already off. There are no physical reminders left from his time with Roman, saved for a faint, silvery scar where the wrench hit his temple. He's back to work full time, maybe a little bit more than full time, but he still loves what he does. Working on cars helps clear his head, and makes everything feel a little bit normal.

After his shower, he's considering just going to bed. It's still relatively early, but lately he's just been so exhausted. It's summer, but he's pale. There are dark circles under his eyes, and even though his enchanted charm keeps the actual nightmares away, he still has trouble falling to sleep. Everything is just so much.

He's standing in the door of his bedroom when there's a knock on the front door. After pulling on some sweats, he goes over to open it. James is standing on the other side, and Davin's mouth curves up into a genuine smile. He brightens a little at the unexpected visit, and he stands up a little straighter. "Hey, babe. It's good t'see ya. Come on in."

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It's late, and James just left the police station changing out of his work clothes and into jeans and a t-shirt before he leaves and makes the short drive to Davin's apartment. It isn't that late, but when Davin answers something about it surprises him maybe. He hasn't seen much of Davin, and he feels like he's seen him just as much as normal, but something is off lately. Maybe that's why he decided to come over.

Davin smiles at him when he opens the door though, and James returns it. "Hey," he says, thinking that before he probably would've called first, but Davin doesn't seem to mind. "Just got off work. Were you asleep?"

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"No, I was just at the shop pretty late workin' on some stuff," Davin says as he moves aside to let James in. He looks outside for a moment before shutting the door and turning to face his boyfriend. "I just got out o' the shower. Yeah, ya missed me all dirty an' greased up. I'm sure you're disappointed."

He laughs a little and puts his hand on James' chest for a moment before going over to sit on the sofa, looking at James expectantly. "How was work? Catch any bad guys?"

James chuckles under his breath as he walks through the door, closing it behind him and tugging off his jacket. "Definitely disappointed," he says, making his way into the room. He takes a seat on the sofa in the space beside Davin, turning to look at him with a smile.

"Unfortunately. No. It was a quiet day," he says, but it's not unfortunate. Quiet days made James happy.

"Nothin' wrong with a quiet day," Davin says with a small nod, instinctively moving in closer once James sits down. He reaches up and lightly touches his fingers to the hollow of James' throat, feeling the soft skin. These are the fingers that up until recently were useless and encased in plaster. Now they're fine, saved for some stiffness in the mornings. That is not something Davin takes for granted. "Ya changed before you came over. Ya know how much I like takin' off your fancy detective clothes."

And he does. He likes to climb in James' lap and undo his tie, and kiss him nice and slow while he undoes the buttons of his shirt. He's only teasing though, and he's smiling when he draws his fingers away from James' throat. After a moment, Davin leans in and tips his chin up expectantly, lips puckered for a kiss.

James chuckles at Davin's comment about his clothes, but then he moves his hands up to his shoulder, gripping him gently to bring them both into a soft kiss. It's nice, familiar, something that's nice to come back to after he's left all the worries of work behind. Eventually he draws away, letting his hand stay where it is on Davin's neck.

"Were you about to go to bed?" he asks, touching the soft hairs at his neck.

Davin leans in easily when James pulls him in for a kiss, relaxing into it and letting his eyes slide shut. The touch makes him feel warm, grounded, and he lets his eyes stay closed for a moment after James pulls away. His eyes flutter open and he smiles at James, enjoying his touch.

"I was considering it, but now you're here," Davin says fondly, turning his head and kisses the inside of James' wrist before looking back at him. "It's still pretty early. Are ya gonna stay the night?"

James smiles when Davin kisses his wrist wondering if perhaps he'd been imagining that something has been wrong with Davin. He doesn't think so, but he is happy to have made him better. Even for a moment. "I can stay." He nods, letting his hands move down to Davin's neck and leaning forward for another kiss. Even if he wasn't concerned about Davin stating over sounds like a good idea. "I didn't grab food on the way over though," he says.

"Oh right. Dinner," Davin says thoughtfully, frowning a bit when he realizes that he forgot to eat again. But he doesn't feel hungry, so he just shrugs and curls his fingers around the back of James' neck, nuzzling their noses together before pulling back to look at him. "I'm not hungry, but you can order somethin' if ya want."

Davin gets up and goes into the kitchen, stretching his arms up over his head before pulling open the drawer where he keeps the take out menus. He grabs them, and then notices a forgotten mug of coffee on the counter and grabs it. It's gone cold by now, but he finishes it before coming back over to the sofa and holding the menus out to James. "Here ya go."

He sits back down next to James and stretches out a bit, giving him a tired but genuine smile. He's glad James is going to stay. He always sleeps better when they're together, but more than that, he just likes being around James.

James takes the menus flipping through them until he comes across the one for a small chinese place that stays open fairly late. They deliver to the station all the time so he knows it's decent. He gives Davin a pat on the knee where his legs are stretched out beside him and looks at him for a moment. "I'll order enough for leftovers," he says digging out his phone to dial. There's an answer on the other end, and he orders a few different choices, easily enough since he knows what Davin likes to eat by now. Just in case he decides he's hungry later on.

After he hangs up he puts away his phone again. "How's the hand today?" He asks then reaching out to take it. It looks healed compared to when Davin first left the hospital.

Davin wrinkles his nose at the mention of leftovers, but doesn't say anything. He hasn't been eating much lately, just grabbing little things here and there when he remembers.

He watches as James takes his hand and smiles a little, flexing his fingers out against James' palm. His pinky is just the slightest bit crooked, but it's not all that noticeable. "It's okay. It hurts when I wake up, an' it gets sorta stiff sometimes. I'm just really glad t'have the cast off. It was drivin' me crazy."

Not having use of his dominant hand was the absolute worst, and he shows how glad he is to have it back by threading his fingers with James' and giving his hand a squeeze.

James returns the squeeze of his hand and kisses the back of it. "That's good," he says with a pleased nod. He knows that what happened with the kidnapping was traumatic, but the fact that Davin made it out without any permanent injuries was something close to a miracle. He isn't sure what he would've done if something worse would've happened.

He puts an arm around Davin's shoulders. "Is everything else okay?" he asks.

Davin smiles softly when James kisses his hand and then presses in close to him, comforted by the now-familiar warmth of him, and the subtle scent of his cologne. He feels safe while he's encircled in James' strong arms, and he lets out a breath as he rests his head against James' shoulder.

At his question, Davin tenses slightly and frowns, curling his fingers in James' shirt without looking up at him. He doesn't really know how to answer. His physical wounds have healed, but the ones inside haven't. The marks left on his mind feel a little like they're festering sometimes, no matter how much Davin tries to push past it.

"I don't know," Davin says quietly, shrugging the shoulder not pressed up against James. "I'm trying to make it okay."

"It's gonna take time," James says shifting a little so he can get a better look a Davin, perhaps even relieved that he wasn't going crazy. That he recognized what was happening. It means he can keep a closer eye now without feeling like he's reading too much into every little thing. "It isn't easy what happened but you can talk to me or your friends or if you don't think you can talk to us, the station has a few connections with counselors from the hospital...."

He sighs with a nod. "I'm just saying it's okay. That you're not over it yet," he says. "Just. Davin. You don't have to pretend to be fine...if you're low, you're low. I'll still be here. You know that right?"

Davin averts his gaze at first, feeling vulnerable and overexposed, but sincerity rings true in every word that James says. He finds himself looking up into that warm gaze, his own eyes wide as he watches James' face. He feels the weight on his shoulders lessen slightly, a fear that he didn't even know he had easing up a bit as he smiles up at James.

"It's just a whole lot all at once," Davin says shakily. He's overcome with emotion and he reaches up to rest his fingers against James' jaw as his eyes well up slightly. He feels so lucky, and he tells himself to focus on the good rather than the bad. Maybe he should talk to someone. Davin is great at talking, but rarely about himself. About the real problems. It's something that he should probably look into.

"You're so great," Davin says with a nod, smiling with shiny eyes as he thumbs at James' jaw. "I know we've had a lot of shit thrown at us durin' this first few months, an' I have no idea what I'm doin' most o' the time, but you're stickin' with me."

Davin pulls James in for a long, soft kiss, one full of emotion, and his fingers card through James' hair as he pulls back enough to press their foreheads together. "But this is good, right? You an' me. It's somethin' real special."

"I know it is, and you don't have to handle it all alone," James tells him because Davin's right too much has happened over these past few months to deny the trauma of it. He just wants Davin to be okay; that's all he cares about in the end. With a smile, he mirrors Davin's gestures letting his hands rest on his face and nods at him. "You and me. We're good, Davin," he assures him kissing him back letting a warm feeling wash over him. Davin says he doesn't know what he's doing, and maybe James has been in the relations in the past but never one quite like this. He feels differently about Davin than he ever has about anyone else. Something stronger. More real. He wants to hold onto it for as long as possible. He rubs his hands down his shoulders. "I don't want anything to happen to you," he says.

Davin just stares at him for awhile, eyes big and shining with fondness, relaxing slightly as James touches him. "I-- you're just--"

He's saved from trying to put together words for how James makes him by a sudden knock on the door. He chuckles softly and presses their foreheads together again, kissing him softly on the mouth. "I just really, really like you."

It takes him a moment to find the strength to pull away but he manages to get up and go answer the door. The delivery guy is about Davin's age and looks familiar, like they might have gone to school together, and he smells faintly of pot.

"Here you go, man!" The delivery guy lurches forward like he's going to reach through the door to hand over the food, and Davin's eyes widen, but he's too late to stop it. The guy bounces off of the ward like a pane of glass and stumbles backwards, eyes wide as he reaches up to rub his nose. It would be hilarious, if Davin weren't frozen still and waiting for his reaction. After a moment the guy just peers through the door curiously and then grins, bright and easy. "Bitchin' spellwork, dude, It's thirty-four fifty."

Davin laughs out a booming laugh out of relief and amusement and reaches out to take the bags out of the guy's hands, freeing him up to press his palms against the invisible wards with a slightly awed look on his face. Yep, that's definitely pot he smells.

Davin's expression is amused as he looks at James and jerks his chin towards the door. "Pay the man, babe."

It takes a few seconds for James to even process the scene that just took place, at how the delivery guy looked like he just smashed into an invisible wall when trying to step into Davin's apartment. Luckily, the guy doesn't look to angry or disturbed, and James remembers Davin telling him about Joel helping him put up protection for his place. In this particular case, he is all for whatever Davin needs to keep himself feeling safe. It's obvious that he needs something to assure him of that.

Standing up from the couch, he fishes out his wallet and hands over enough cash to cover the food and a decent tip seeing as how the guy just got his face smashed in. "Keep the change," James tells him with a loose smile then carries the food into the kitchen.

He fishes out a plate from the cabinets and some utensils. "You sure you don't want any?" he asks once the guy is gone.

"Awesome, man! Thanks!" The delivery guy takes the cash and salutes before turning away, whistling as he makes his way down the stairs. Davin laughs a little and shuts the door before making his way towards the kitchen. He's vaguely pleased by James' non-reaction to the barrier, and he leans down to rest his elbows against the counter, watching as he unpacks the food.

"I dunno," Davin says after a moment, tipping his chin up to smell the food. "I don't feel hungry but maybe I should try t'eat somethin' anyway. I've only had a bagel and coffee today."

"Only if you want," James offers spooning enough fried rice and chicken onto his plate to cover the entire thing. It's still been busy at the station with all the chaos surrounding the disappearance if the mayor and trying to figure out who had turned the town upside down. He hadn't stopped long enough for lunch to eat much of anything except for a quick cup of coffee and a couple pastries from the break room.

He gives Davin a smile as he puts the container near him to take some if he wants. Fishing out an egg roll, he goes around the counter to take a seat on the barstool beside where Davin is standing.

"Do I get to nag you if all you're eating is a bagel and coffee?" he asks taking a but of his dinner.

"I like havin' someone t'nag me," Davin says with a shy smile. He drops his gaze from James' face to his plate and then nods, sliding off of the stool to pick and choose some food for himself. It's mostly rice, but then he smells the sweet and sour pork and his stomach actually grumbles a bit, so he grabs some of that too. After filling a glass with water, he comes to sit next to James again, smiling softly.

He eats a fair amount of the food he put on his plate before he feels full, and he nods to himself before getting up to start closing up all the packages and clean up. James is still eating, which isn't surprising considering how much more food he had. "Seconds later?"

James is still eating as he watches Davin cleaning up the food and putting it away for later. "Yeah," he agrees when Davin asks and continues eating until he's polished off most of the food he's put on his plate. What's left, he scraps away into the trashcan and places his plate in the sink to wash later. "Come on, we can do the rest later," he offers taking Davin's hand to tug him back towards the living room.

Now that he's eaten, he's full and tired from his shift. He doesn't think Davin will mind if they just relax for the rest of the night.

Davin doesn't put up much of a fight when James tugs him away from the dishes, and he joins him on the couch, folding in against his side easily. His head goes to rest on James' shoulder and he slides his hand up under James' shirt, rubbing his palm in slow circles on his stomach. "I'd sit on ya, but I fear ya might pop."

He chuckles and lets out a deep sigh, feeling blessedly relaxed as his presses his forehead to James' jaw.

"I might." James leans into the touch Davin gives him, liking the feeling as they rest against each other. When Davin sighs, James relaxes even more, letting his hand go to his back for a moment. He'd been worried about how Davin was handling his kidnapping, and it's obvious things are still working themselves out. Still, James is just glad that he's here and they are together; he knows he can help Davin figure this out if he lets him.

He gives Davin a gentle kiss on forehead. "Are you tired?" he asks.

"I'm alright," Davin assures him, closing his eyes and smiling when James kisses his forehead. "But we could move t'the bedroom if that's what you're hintin' at."

He pulls back to give James a teasing smile, reaching up to slide his fingers up into James' hair. They haven't really been together like that too much since everything happened, but Davin could see that changing tonight. He leans in to kiss him softly, letting his mouth linger before he pulls back to look at him with a warm smile. "But ya have t'carry me in there bridal style or no deal."

"Carry you?" James chuckles at Davin's teasing, but he isn't about to say no to heading off to bed together, not when things have been so stressed lately. For a moment though, he enjoys the feel of Davin's fingers sliding through his hair and the soft kiss against his mouth. They pull away, and James pats Davin on the hip to let him up from the couch. "You really want me to pick you up?" He's asking as he leans over to help Davin too.

When Davin doesn't budge, he shifts his arms around his waist and lifts with his knees until he has Davin up from the couch. "You are much heavier than you look," James grumps but it's with a smile.

"Yes sir," Davin says with a grin, and he lets out a surprised laugh when James hefts him up off of the sofa. The display of strength sends a pleasant shiver through him, and he wraps an arm around James' shoulders while placing the back of his other hand against his forehead in a swoon. "My big strong prince."

His smile goes soft and fond and he slides his fingers up into James' hair, biting his lip almost shyly. "C'mon, take me t'bed."

When Davin swooningly calls him a prince, he just snorts and shakes his head. He has grown used to the ongoing joke about his prince status. He's amused by it mostly, but he also thinks Davin wouldn't say it if he didn't think James treated him right. That's something that's important to him. He cares about Davin, and he just wants him to know that.

With a soft smile, he carries Davin towards the back of the apartment in the direction of his bedroom. They make it inside, and James lets Davin down onto the bed stumbling only a little from the sudden decrease in weight. He leans away for the brief second it takes to kick away his shoes, still looking at Davin. "Any other requests?"

"Oh, I bet I could think of a couple," Davin rasps out, looking over James appreciatively. Davin sits up and pulls off his t-shirt, tossing it aside and settling himself in the middle of the bed. "Starting with erotic massage an' endin' with ya feedin' me chocolate."

He laughs and holds out a hand, gesturing James closer. A massage actually sounds pretty nice, but mostly he just wants James close to him. "No shirts allowed on my bed, though. That's a strict rule."

Removing his shirt and tossing it aside, James looks down at Davin with a grin on his face, laughing when he suggests chocolate. "No shirts," he agrees shifting his body so he can move onto the bed, careful as he lowers his body against Davin. He finds Davin's mouth with his own, kissing him deeply as he moves his hands up to cup his face, their mouths moving together. He wants more, but he could do this for awhile, just kissing sends a shot of warmth over him that still feels exciting.

After a minute or two, he pulls back letting one hand drift downward to find Davin's waist trying to get the rest of their clothes off as soon as possible.

Davin relaxes against the bed and lets himself get lost in James' kisses, one hand sliding up and down his strong back. James is heavy on top of him, and it's good, but when James goes for his underwear Davin rolls them so he's straddling James' thighs. He looks down at him, breathing heavily and licking his lips as he presses his palms to James' chest.

"Slow, I wanna go slow," Davin breathes out, leaning down to press another lazy kiss to James' mouth, rocking their hips together so that their cocks brush through their underwear. "Can we go slow, babe?"

He's surprised when Davin rolls them over, easing them into reverse positions until James is flat on his back, staring up at Davin, who is now straddling his hips. Placing his hands along Davin's sides, rubbing up his back and thighs, he sighs when their bodies rock together, slow and languid. "Yes," he breathes nodding back at him, letting a hand move up to Davin's cheek. He will do anything Davin wants. Slow or fast.

"Come here," he tells him, threading his fingers through Davin's hair to pull him forward again, kissing him deeper.

Davin lets out a soft, broken moan against James' mouth when he pulls him in, breathing shakily and kissing him deeply. He slides his hands down James' sides, thumbing at the cuts of his hips before he slides a hand into James' underwear to wrap it around his cock, just holding it for a moment. He slides his thumb across the head and slowly starts to stroke him, nuzzling up under his jaw to press wet, lingering kisses to his neck.

"Feels good?" Davin asks quietly, feeling himself grow hard in his underwear just from touching James, and having him all spread out like this. Being close to him like this is amazing, and he presses a kiss just over James' pulse, dragging his tongue over the spot.

"Really good," he says his breathe uneven as Davin's hands move against his cock, teasing him so slowly that James isn't sure if he wants to wait and let Davin continue or if he wants to pull him closer right this second. His body responds to Davin's hands, flushing hot all over and tight, and there's never been a time with Davin where the sex hasn't felt good. Yet, they've also gotten better at this, he is more sure, more knowledge about what Davin wants from him and how to make him feel good, and it's definitely the same in reverse. He likes that. He likes the comfortable feeling of being with someone that means something to him.

He lets his hands fall against Davin's back when he kisses against his neck, and the feeling of his tongue makes him shiver a little. Without thinking he lets one hand slip into Davin's underwear, wanting to touch him too, pressing him closer against his body, feeling the hardness against his thigh. It already feels amazing, but he wants more.

Davin gasps and gets up to kick off his underwear, kissing James' stomach and hips as he pulls his down his thighs and legs. Once they're off, Davin gets the lube and a condom out of the nightstand and hands the lube over to James, straddling his hips again.

"Get me ready?" He asks breathlessly, leaning over to kiss him deeply. He's missed being like this with James, and he can't want to have him inside of him, buried so deep. "Fuck, I missed you."

Taking the supplies from Davin's hands, James sits up long enough to open the bottle and coat his fingers with liquid, trying to concentrate on the task at hand, but losing himself in the deep kisses Davin offers him for several seconds. He slides his hands down Davin's back until he clutches at his hips and then his ass squeezing for a moment even though he can feel Davin urging him closer.

He would take his time the way Davin did, but he wants all of him now and it seems impossible to go slow. Reaching down he lets his fingers move , slipping one inside of him, slowly moving in and out, stretching him enough before offering more. As he does, he uses his other hand against Davin's neck moving him into another kiss.

"Slow," Davin says with a breathless laugh, grinning against James' neck. It's always so intense when they're together, so much need that Davin thrives on it, but right now he wants to stretch that out. He wants them to take their time. "We have all night, right?"

He pulls back with a lazy smile, enjoying seeing James all wound up because of him. Davin grabs the condom and rips it open with his teeth, moving back a little so that he can roll it onto James, stroking him a few times. Davin gets up on his knees, reaching back to hold the base of James' cock steady while he hovers over it, bracing himself with one hand on James' chest as he slowly sinks down onto him. "God, baby. I love the way ya feel inside me. So damn perfect."

Slow. James just sighs at Davin's request, kissing him again on the mouth, and he does want to take his time with this, to feel everything, every inch of Davin but sometimes it feels like he can't get close enough. He's greedy for more when they are this way together, but he lets his lips linger slower the way Davin asks, letting hsi hands drift up to his neck and then into his hair, savoring the taste and the feel of him until he's once again breathless.

When Davin moves, James' entire body goes tense with anticipation because he knows how close he is being inside Davin. He watches sighing as Davin holds himself steady for a few moments and then sinks over him. All he can do is place his hands on Davin's hips, squeezing hard until he feels like he's not going to just come right then, breathing through the contact. He responds to Davin by moving his mouth up to kiss him deeper than before as he shifts his hips in upward motion.

It doesn't just feel good. It feels amazing.

"See? Isn't this good?" Davin asks shakily, grinning down at James. He lets out a gasp when James rolls his hips up and leans over to plant his hand into the bed next to James' head, looking down at him as he starts to ride him, dragging his hips up to sink down nice and slow, over and over, while giving him deep, drugging kisses. "Hold onto me, okay?"

He wants James' hands on him, arms around him, wants to feel him everywhere. He sinks down again, taking James' cock as deep inside of him as he can, and he tosses his head back with a low moan. It feels incredible and Davin feels so close to James, so connected, and he presses their foreheads together with a whimper as he starts to move his hips just a little faster.

As directed, James reaches up to wrap his arms around Davin's back, pulling him down even closer, hugging their chests close together. Their foreheads are slicked together close, and he smiles a little before Davin kisses him a few more times. His heart is racing in his chest even though they are still moving slowly, their bodies sliding together rhythmically and perfectly, but his body fills with anticipation and the need of release and he can feel his heartbeat thumping against his ribcage. He wants this to last longer, but he is so close and he can tell from the sighs Davin breathes against him he's close too.

He moans as Davin presses back against him harder this time and he has to move his mouth away to catch his breath feeling his muscles tense all over his body. It is barely a few more seconds before he comes wishing he could hold back longer. Letting his hands slide up into Davin's hair he holds him as his orgasm shoots through him until the muscles in his stomach release. He gathers himself enough to reach out for Davin, putting his hands on his cock and stroking him wanting him to feel as good as he does.

They've done this enough times that Davin can tell when James is close, and it's so incredible to know someone that intimately, to be able to read their body and react to it. He feels it when James' orgasm hits, the way his cock thickens and pulses inside of him, and Davin lets out a soft moan at the sensation.

James gets his fingers around Davin's cock and it doesn't take long, just a few pulls before he's spilling all over James' stomach with a cry of his name, fingers digging into his shoulders. Once he's done, he settles on top of James, making a mess between their bellies and keeping James inside of him, panting quietly against James' neck as he trembles against him.

When Davin settles against him, shaken and tired, James reaches up to thread his fingers through his hair softly, enjoying the feeling of them together, not ready to move just yet either. Their breathes slowly come to settle again, and he leans down to kiss Davin a couple of times on the forehead until he moves them into another kiss, letting their mouths meet for a few seconds.

"I'm glad we're together," he says pulling away enough to see his face.

"Me too," Davin says softly, eyes shining as he looks down at James. He cups his cheek, thumbing at the stubble on his jaw before leaning down to kiss him again, letting it linger until he can work up the energy to pull himself away. He winces slightly as James' cock slips out of him, and then turns to make quick work of disposing of the condom, tying it off and tossing it in the trash before turning to collapse onto his back, chest heaving slightly as he looks up at the ceiling.

"Really glad," he says, finding James' hand and tangling their fingers together before turning in to rest against his side, kissing his shoulder with a content sigh.

Sighing happily at the words, James shifts over enough that he can pull Davin into his arms, kissing him against the temple as the energy drains out of his body. His limbs feel heavy, but he likes this feeling and doesn't want to fall asleep yet even though he's tired from his day at work. It's nice being able to stay with Davin this way, after they've been together. The intimate moments like really make him happiest. It's obvious that Davin feels that connection to him too, and he smiles when he brings their hands together.

"Good," he tells him letting his hands drifting up his arm with his other hand, letting his head fall against the pillow. "As long as you know that I'm here for you, Davin." Because it's important he doesn't forget that.

"Of course I do, James." He smiles and leans in to press their foreheads together, smiling as he curls his fingers around James' hip. "Don't fall asleep on me, old man. Bask in the afterglow with me."

He laughs and kisses him on the mouth before letting out a content sigh and relaxing against him, draping his leg across James' thigh and tapping his foot, humming happily.

Sighing softly, James looking back at Davin shaking his head. "I wouldn't dream of falling asleep on you," he says letting his feet tangle with Davin's as they both relax together. Despite the tiredness settling over him, he'll stay awake as long as possible so they can enjoy the moment, enjoy how it still feels nice to bee together this way after all these months.

"If you keep kissing me, I might be able to stay awake a little better," he offers with a smile.

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