The way Davin moves is slow, deliberate, drawing James in completely to a point where he doesn't want to tear his eyes away for even a moment. He watches intently as Davin kisses against his stomach, drawing his clothes away, as he stares James down and licking against his cock. A simple flick of tongue is all it is, but that makes James sigh agreeably to having Davin's mouth on him.

Even without the promise he made, James wants to touch him, encourage him to continue. So he does. Reaching down to touch the side of Davin's neck, he lets his fingers snake into the hairs at his neck. He wants to push up with his hips to find that heat that he knows is there, he doesn't though. Davin said he wants to make him feel good, and James wants to let him.