"Good." He shrugged. "James is a wanker, and his parties are always ridiculous and often have illegal activities, but...I'm better, now that you're here," he said. "But you should have guess that, eh?"
Davies grinned, he saw the entranced look in Louis eyes and felt a possessive tingle go through him. He did like being in control, and planned to feel more of it. Davies tugged Louis to the the open balcony, the hold on his wrist now switched to his hand.
He closed the sliding door behind them and it cut off the sound from the raging party. Davies turned to Louis and sighed, with a smirk, reached out a hand and skimmed the tips of his fingers down his cheek. "How are you, though?" he asked. "You seem so stoic, loosen up."