Will really would never ever get used to the way he was called boyfriend, or the way James was called boyfriend. It was far too nice and far too - humbling. It made him feel gooey inside but of course he wasn't going to admit that. James would already know anyway. Draping one of his legs over the demon's beneath the covers, needing some contact of skin on skin, Will merely smiled at her through his toussled hair. "I was out. Then I was - occupied." His big toes gave a knowing stroke against James' foot.