Jeez -- [ The curse falls from Hellboy's lips as much from Jacob's words as the slow stroke of his hand, which is enough to make his hips lift a little from the bed, eagerly pushing back into that palm, beads of pre-come rolling down from the crown.
When the younger man's touch dips lower between his thighs, he hisses out a breath, his hands tightening on the bed but not stopping him, trying to encourage him further if anything. There's something in surrendering himself like this that feels thrilling, his heart already racing just at the idea of Jacob taking total control of him, riding him or fucking him hard and fast for as long as he wants.
He looks down his body, following the passage of Jacob's hand, the muscles in his forearm when his sleeve falls back. ]
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When the younger man's touch dips lower between his thighs, he hisses out a breath, his hands tightening on the bed but not stopping him, trying to encourage him further if anything. There's something in surrendering himself like this that feels thrilling, his heart already racing just at the idea of Jacob taking total control of him, riding him or fucking him hard and fast for as long as he wants.
He looks down his body, following the passage of Jacob's hand, the muscles in his forearm when his sleeve falls back. ]
You make it.. ah -- you make it look good.