Davin sort of just melts into James' arms, sighing happily and tilting his head to the side to offer James his neck. A soft hum escapes him as James' mouth travels along his skin, and he reaches up to rest his hands on James' forearm where it rests across his chest.

"Mm, it's a start," Davin teases, eyes closed as he grins and presses in closer. "Aren't ya s'posed t'tell me how great I am, an' how ya can't live without me?"