[ Jacob's mouth forms a pleased grin, leaning down and pressing a kiss on to Hellboy's hip. He knows that it's a decision based on trust, curiosity, and the ache in Hellboy's dick. But Jacob's made decisions on only one or two of those decisions before that have turned out great, including throwing him together with Hellboy. He's also made some truly horrendous decisions based on those three things, but now is not the time to go into that.

His fingers continue to stroke, and will do now while the other had focuses on a different task. Namely, grabbing another packet of lube, bringing it to his mouth to tear it open with his teeth, and dripple the contents over Hellboy's balls. The empty packet is tossed away before that hand comes back, cradling and rolling them again to get his fingers slick.]

We're going to go slow with you. At first. Get you used to it, get you feeling like you want more. If you wanna stop, you tell me and we'll stop. Just for a bit or completely. Okay love?

[ He can already feel that some of the lube, wet and velvet-soft, is already making it's way down beyond Hellboy's balls, in part helped out by Jacob's hand. His fingers will follow, once he has Hellboy's assent.]