"That's a promise I'm gonna hold you to, Jim," he insists, breathing into a kiss as he turns his lips to steal one away, propping himself on the weight of one knee so he can loosen Jim's pants, pushing the shirt up and letting his fingers splay over all that warm skin beneath him. "So, here's the deal," he says. "You gave a great speech and did a great job today, ergo, you're gonna screw me."