Even if they had drawn a crowd, Jim wouldn’t have cared in the moment. All he had room for was James’ cock inside of him, his hands gripping him, the press of lips as they kissed or on his skin. It was far from the first time they had made love like this, but it felt new and exciting all over again, all consuming like their first night.

“So good-!” He panted, and quite frankly it was not even the aphrodisiacs talking. Even without their help he loved the feeling of James inside of him, the way James looked at him and praised him.

He reached back with one hand, bracing against the table as he rode hard, throwing his head back, breasts bouncing wildly on full display as he arched his back. His cries grew steadily louder as he felt his orgasm nearing, tightening around James’ length with every stroke. The whole library no doubt heard as James gave him the most intense pleasure he’d felt in a long time.

“FUCK JAMES!”

His hips snapped forward, screaming his name as he came, pulling James in deep. Thighs grew slick from the release, body giving and collapsing back against the table, whimpering and moaning, breasts quivering as he panted.