"Nope, none at all, Stevie," James replied with his usual charming smile as he followed his friend towards the bedroom. He swore that Steve knew the way better than he did sometimes, though there was no need to think about it they kissed again, and he buried his fingers into the hair at the back of Steve's neck.

He stayed close after that, their knees knocking or brushing with each step.

"I promise, but the same goes for you."