"Oh, I don't mind easy," he answered, laughing. "I just didn't know that would translate to presents." He had almost felt bad that he hadn't gotten Sirius something expensive for Christmas, but then this present made up for that one.
James shook his head. "You'll have to be patient tonight. You get to fuck me when we come back home. I'd say that you can fuck me there, but I wouldn't trust people not to find a way to take pictures of us." No matter the strict no picture policy at Eros, he was too careful for that.
He nodded. "I got you an island," he said, chuckling. "I thought you'd like it." He nipped Sirius' lip, smiling. "This is why I've been holding off on that wedding invitations. What do you say we get married there? It's in the Bahamas, nice weather all year long, none of this cold, no snow. We can arrange for portkeys for everyone, have catering for the food. What do you think? Care to be nice and warm?"