There's something so incredibly soft at the way James fits against him, and Liam feels his breath catch for a moment at the swell of emotion in his chest. Slowly, carefully, he reaches out with one hand to smooth a stray bit of bed-muddled hair near his reaper's temple, his grin soft and lovestruck.

"I mean, I think I usually want to keep you in bed, but sometimes a guy's gotta try to be subtle, y'know? Not that I mean it for anything, uh, uncouth? That's the right word? Whatever- mostly I just don't want it to seem like I'm just some big horndog all the time."

Liam ducks his head for a moment, a bit embarrassed, "I just- I promise it's not like that! I just want you to be able to rest. You deserve a break."