He watched Eli's face closely, eyes following his tongue as it darted over his lips. Oh, but he couldn't stop from imagining the things that mouth might do in the future. James' eyes fluttered when Eli began to rub him and a soft sigh escaped him. Even though the contact was muted, he could still feel the warmth of Eli's hand through his trousers.

James lifted a hand, running his fingers across Eli's jaw to cup his face. "You can touch me however you like," he advised softly.