Sorry, I'm just a little incoherent over here. Holy hell. This didn't so much hit my kinks as slam them. Especially the rimming. Ohhh, the rimming. And guh, having to be quiet because the door was open. I have a guess as to who may have written this based on those two things alone.
James gasped, and wrapped one leg around the back of Teddy's thigh, thrusting his naked prick up against Teddy's shirt, knowing he was getting him wet, and not caring. His other leg fell to the side, open, his body blatantly asking for more as he curled his fingers around the headboard.
Mmm, shameless wanton James. What a delicious image.