James' fingers card through his hair and Davin makes another soft noise, letting his hand slide up under James' perfectly tailored suit jacket. It's embarrassing, but his eyes stay shut for a few seconds when James pulls away, and he's blushing a little when they finally flutter open.

"I'm glad ya think so," Davin says in a slow, rough voice, licking his lips and pulling back just enough to rest his hands on James' hips. "Can we just stay out here all night?"