Jamie can't help laughing again as Sora attempts to find the right position, trying his best to accommodate him and not mess up whatever he's trying to accomplish. Once Sora settles, Jamie wraps his arms around his waist, partly to keep him steady and partly because it seems like the thing to do.

He's just kind of grinning stupidly at Sora, that look he's perfected that's amused and indulgent and affectionate all at the same time, when Sora's hands start wandering, and this takes Jamie by surprise. It doesn't really help that he's obscenely ticklish and the feel of those light little touches on his neck and face are both maddening and strangely pleasurable, making his toes curl and muscles twitch in reflex.

"Okay, wow, yeah, that's - h-have you been, like, planning this? 'Cause that's - really complicated," he manages. The fingers of the hand Sora's holding twitch a little toward his lips while the other tightens around his waist. He looks at his friend with some surprise and admiration, then, leaning up and forward. "Let's, let's do it. All of it. That - yeah. All of that sounds good."