[Jacob groans as Hellboy's warm breath cascades over his skin, his breath hitching as his head tips back, holding tight as he moves back against the other's hips. He doesn't need to be fucked, he can get off just from the rocking of their bodies together, from the way he's being held, from the fact it's Hellboy saying those things.
There is no doubt that those words do something to him, making him ache inside in a way that has nothing to do with the pleasure building in him. He leans back, smiling as he touches Hellboy's cheeks, fingers caressing his coarse whiskers.]
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There is no doubt that those words do something to him, making him ache inside in a way that has nothing to do with the pleasure building in him. He leans back, smiling as he touches Hellboy's cheeks, fingers caressing his coarse whiskers.]
Not like you do huh?