"Jesus, yeah, fine," James replied with the huff. "Calm down. I'll fuck you soon enough." Before he knew is Victoire had him on his back

This line summed up the whole fic for me: We think James is in control until Victoire comes along, (and James thinks so too) but when you switch POVs, we realize he's just a notch on her bedpost.

Good work on the sneaky deviance! this fic was just dripping with it (in a delicious way ofc)!