"Despite your translating issues you managed to do a spectacular job." Sirius assured James. It certainly wasn't a gift that James had spent tons of money on, but it had been perfect none the less.
Sirius sighed dramatically. "You know how good I am with patience." He reminded James. "But I suppose I can try and keep my hands off you just enough that we keep our clothes on while we're out tonight." He didn't mind the pictures that people took when they were going into places, or when James was signing autographs, but he didn't need anyone else getting their hands on naked pictures of his husband.
"'Like it' does not even begin to cover my feelings toward my island." He grinned. And then James suggested getting married there, and really Sirius could not think of a more perfect place. They had checked out places in Dorinta, even picked one that would work - but this? A wedding where it was warm, on his island, where they could stay and kick everyone out at the end of the celebrations? The place they had settled on did not even come close to being that great.
"You ask if I'd like to be warm like you don't all ready know the answer to that question." He chuckled. "We should get married there." He agreed, "I can show off my island and then kick everyone off it at the end of the night." He smirked, pulling James into a lingering kiss.