i quietly wandered up the stairs to my room, stopping dead in my tracks when i heard james moan.
was he...?
my jealous, hurt thoughts were cut off when i heard him moan my name.
with a giggle, i discreetly peered around the small gap in the doorway to see him in bed, head back in pleasure, his hand movements under the covers visible.
i decided not to interrupt and silently wandered back downstairs, grabbing a bottle of water and my phone, sitting at the counter and opening up twitter, liking a few tweets from fans, and replying to a couple.
james walked about upstairs, and i assumed he was cleaning himself up, before i heard his feet patter down the stairs.
"oh, hi." he smiled, walking into the kitchen and noticing me.
"hi." i smiled, looking over his shirtless body, "have a nice wank over me?" i giggled, his eyes widening and cheeks tinting bright red.
"i...you heard that?"
i nodded and he writhed from embarrassment, his fingers tugging through his hair, "fuck."
he walked into the kitchen to attempt to hide his blushing, but i followed him, slipping my arms around his neck and gently pressing my lips to his.