[ Hellboy accepts that kiss gladly, lips parting a little to allow his tongue to slide against Jacob's as they move together, reaffirming something that feels true and correct in Hellboy's heart. In a distant part of his mind he still regrets hurting the younger man, and knows this might not be the first time they clash over what's necessary and painful, but he's happy to set that aside for now, to lose himself in the familiar sensations of Jacob's body against his.
His eyes have drifted closed and he leans up to continue kissing him even as the younger man pulls back a little, trailing his mouth over Jacob's jaw and down the side of his throat. ]
Sure. [ Distracted, he breathes the word against the young assassin's skin, his left hand sliding down to palm Jacob's backside as he rolls his hips up against him, rubbing against that delicious friction in the leaning weight of his inner thigh over him. ]
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His eyes have drifted closed and he leans up to continue kissing him even as the younger man pulls back a little, trailing his mouth over Jacob's jaw and down the side of his throat. ]
Sure. [ Distracted, he breathes the word against the young assassin's skin, his left hand sliding down to palm Jacob's backside as he rolls his hips up against him, rubbing against that delicious friction in the leaning weight of his inner thigh over him. ]