This had definitely gone a lot further than he had expected, than he had anticipated, but he was okay with that. He was scared, yes, a little freaked out by his willingness to take it this far, but he was okay overall.
Of course once his boxers were gone and he opened his eyes to look down at Fisher, he felt like all the breath had gone out of him and that was when he began to shake, the same way that Fisher had been ever since all of this had started. And the sounds on the TV were really starting to get on his nerves, to break his concentration, so he reached for the remote and flipped the television off, the silence almost louder than the feigned moans from the film.
His cock twitched beneath Fisher's tongue as James' hands moved up to his face to rub his eyes, a shaky breath taken just in time to fuel the groan that followed as his hips jerked slightly upward and into the warmth of the other man's mouth. He closed his eyes and allowed his head to fall back, enjoying himself for a moment before propping himself up on one elbow so that he could look down at him. Generally speaking, watching someone go down on him was just as much of a turn on as the way it felt, and this was no exception to that rule.
He was remembering to breathe now, even if his breath was coming in sporadic near-gasps. His body was still trembling, his hips involuntarily trying to pick up a rhythm with the other man's mouth which James did his best to contain. He felt like his heart was going to beat out of his chest.
A shaky hand reached down to entangle fingers in Fisher's hair, stroking the dark locks softly at first, then giving it a bit of a tug as a particularly loud moan echoed off the bedroom walls.
And then he found it, the rhythm that was going to do him in. His hand dropped to the bed sheets, knuckles white as he grasped them, his body falling back to the bed as his elbow went limp, his hips jerking sporadicly as he tried to keep them still. And though he should have probably been aware of his surroundings enough to keep himself in check, he really gave no consideration to the fact that they were where they were, which fortunately most everyone had already left on their vacations, when it came to the sounds, the half words, the broken phrases, such as "fuck", "oh god", and "Fisher", that escaped his lips as his climax rapidly approached.