"I'm okay with it," Davin says with a chuckle, pulling back to look at him. He rests his hands on James' shoulders and thumbs at the sides of his neck, cheeks a little pink. "Do ya maybe wanna stay the night?"

He swallows hard and cups the side of James' neck, flushing slightly. He doesn't know how soon is too soon, but he wants James to stay. Even if they don't have sex, Davin would really love waking up next to him. "We don't have to go any further than this if ya don't want to yet. I just - this was really nice, an' I don't want it t'end. I wanna make ya breakfast."