[Jacob watches Hellboy's hands move, eyes darkening with desire, and he gives a little nod of approval. He didn't ask Hellboy to do it, but it's a very good idea.]
Keep them there.
[Then the young man is up, off the bed, catching up the shirt that had been pulled off him before. A proper old f-fashioned shirt, soft and unstarched, and long enough to brush Jacob's thighs now that he slips it on again. It's not exactly warm, but that's not the intention. The intention is to deny Hellboy the sight of him until Jacob chooses to share it.
He picks up the lube, all of it, and sits down on the edge of the bed, level with Hellboy's knees. From there he begins to open one of the packets, letting the cold, thick liquid dribble over Hellboy's cock, watching it flow over that ruby-red skin.]
You look amazing, so hard for me. When I saw you in the street, painted with all those free samples? I never thought I'd be able to get it in.
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[Jacob watches Hellboy's hands move, eyes darkening with desire, and he gives a little nod of approval. He didn't ask Hellboy to do it, but it's a very good idea.]
Keep them there.
[Then the young man is up, off the bed, catching up the shirt that had been pulled off him before. A proper old f-fashioned shirt, soft and unstarched, and long enough to brush Jacob's thighs now that he slips it on again. It's not exactly warm, but that's not the intention. The intention is to deny Hellboy the sight of him until Jacob chooses to share it.
He picks up the lube, all of it, and sits down on the edge of the bed, level with Hellboy's knees. From there he begins to open one of the packets, letting the cold, thick liquid dribble over Hellboy's cock, watching it flow over that ruby-red skin.]
You look amazing, so hard for me. When I saw you in the street, painted with all those free samples? I never thought I'd be able to get it in.