Oh. James couldn't help staring a little when Eli stretched like that. The guy really had a nice body. No wonder considering he's been dancing practically all his life. That kiss drew him back out of his thoughts and James found himself grasping at Eli's wrist before he could get too far away with a quiet "Wait."

And then he leaned in to kiss him. Properly. Not some fleeting brush of lips. Nor was it some hungry, breath-eating kiss. Just something a little more... grown up than they've shared before. And when it was done, he let go of Eli's wrist so he could go wash up and James headied to the kitchen to fix him some tea and instant oats.