[ Hellboy helps as much as he can from his reclining position, catching the edge of his shirt and pulling at it as Jacob shrugs it off, dropping it onto the floor. The closer they get to what he knows he wants, the more he regrets every inch of space between him and the younger man's body, tracing the curve and roll of his muscles as he breathes and shifts around with a hungry gaze.
As soon as he's clear of his pants, he reaches out to pull Jacob back down on top of him, groaning and exhaling sharply as skin meets skin. ]
Or I would.. woulda torn them off. [ He rumbles the answer as he lifts himself up a little to kiss and set his his teeth on Jacob's shoulder, raising his knees a little as he rocks his hard dick up between the younger man's thighs. ]
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As soon as he's clear of his pants, he reaches out to pull Jacob back down on top of him, groaning and exhaling sharply as skin meets skin. ]
Or I would.. woulda torn them off. [ He rumbles the answer as he lifts himself up a little to kiss and set his his teeth on Jacob's shoulder, raising his knees a little as he rocks his hard dick up between the younger man's thighs. ]