Oh, Christ, to hear those words. Those words shaped by James, with his eyes dark and his lips dry, and dear lord, this wasn't going to last long at all, and nowhere near long enough. "And you shall have it," Paul promised, voice roughened, heart beating faster, harder, desire arrowing straight to his groin at the breathless note in James' voice.
He stripped off his vest, and moved back to the bed, to James, taking his face in both hands and kissing him hard before dropping his hands to James' cravat, long fingers working to loosen the folds.