Ilu2MOAR! *HUGS* It was one of those 'she'll kill me if I do OR I don't' moments - I WAS DEAD EITHER WAY! XD Bro, ilu. <3 I know how fucking DIFFICULT this fic was. So asking you to rewrite the lead-in 'cause CHRIS IS A COCKBLOCKING RPS-VIRIGINITY SAVING TROLL (and, tbh, it was getting to the point where one of the options I didn't put in your beta, but it did cross my mind was: GIRL, GO WRITE SOME CHRIS/TOM. GO WRITE A LOT OF IT. GET THEM HOT AND SWEATY AND SATED. AND WHILE TOM'S ALL SHAGGED OUT, SLIP MICHAEL IN FOR AN IMPROMPTU THREESOME!) was the hardest thing I've ever had to do in 2 years of knowing yooooooooou. *clings* JAMES WOULD NEVER DO THAT, THOUGH. UNLIKE CHRIS, JAMES WOULD JUST STAND THERE IN YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS AND POINT OUT EVERYTHING THAT'S TAPPABLE/HOT ABOUT HIS BFF AND SUGGEST POSITIONS!

NEXT TIME YOU'RE HAVING DIFFICULTY WITH AN RPF FIC: IMAGINE JAMES STANDING IN YOUR LIVING ROOM, ONE HAND CLENCHED IN A FIST - AS THOUGH GRIPPING AN INVISIBLE HEADBOARD - IN FRONT OF HIM, AND MOVING UP AND DOWN IN A SQUATTING POSITION SHOUTING "LIKE A FROG! OHHH YEAH! LIKE A FROG!" ... I'm not saying it will, but it might help. :)