James was a little surprised at how easily Adrian agreed. He didn't take Adrian for a blushing virgin, to be sure, but he didn't expect this, either. If you want. Of course he wanted. What kind of fool didn't want the beautiful fairy boy? While previously elusive, Adrian even went as far as undoing and removing his own trousers for James to have an easier go at it. Perhaps he wasn't straight after all.
As surprised as he was, none of that showed on James' face besides a small lift of his eyebrows. His hand tightened on Adrian's thigh some, then pulled up his leg, feeling the smooth skin under his fingertips through the water. He looked up at met Adrian's eyes again. "I'm not drunk. Are you drunk?" His mouth quirked. Almost a smile. Then he bit his lip, pricks of his fangs showing where his canines would have been.
James' moving hand slowly traced up Adrian's inner thigh. He set an arm against the back of the hot tub and leaned there, pouring over the details of Adrian's face as his fingers encountered his manhood. Perfectly human, certainly. James stroked and then grasped hold, leaning in slowly closer. "Hm, so it's true."