James' hands on his waist, the faint growl that filtered through to Will's lips were all firing him up. There wasn't enough, not nearly enough. Maybe there was something Will could do with his tongue - he gently tested the waters, seeing what would happen, when James pulled back leaving him breathless yet still hungry for more.
The fire seemed to ebb out of him slightly as James asked him that question. Will had been worried that it would be obvious, and now he had proof. He also now worried if he was crap at it, that James was mentioning this because he wanted to break it gently to him about how wrong he was going about things or that he had no natural talent. Already the doubts were flooding in and Will was also in danger of shrinking away - or lashing out.
"Yeah." It clearly took him a lot of strength to admit it. The embarrassment was hardly worth the energy he used answering him. "Yeah it - it is..."