There was something in the way James moved that suddenly made Will become very, very still. He was aware of everything about himself and man infront of him. His eyes momentarily dipped to watch that hand before they tore back up to look into James' eyes. This was... significant. That much he knew. And he realised it more with every moment that he was unable to pull himself away.
"You'd look good in anything..." Oh shit what was he saying... a thousand million things were screaming in his head but he was deaf to them. All he knew was James was there, satisfyingly close to him. He was touching his lips. And Will was more than okay with that.