The way Len writhed beneath him was anything but a protest. They both knew he could never break free if James didn't want to let go, and they also both knew James would release him the moment the struggle was real.

Trust. Everything was always about trust, for both of them. He trusted this man enough to bare everything to him. Everything, more than even Steve had seen of him.

He opened his mouth to say as much, but what spilled out was something else entirely. Something a lot mushier than he'd ever thought he would say. "I love you, you fucking asshole."

Okay. Mushy for him. Maybe not by 'normal' standards.