[ As reassuring as Jacob is, Hellboy has no intention of wanting to stop any time soon. Since arriving in the city he's found himself in the middle of all sorts of new experiences, things long denied him at home, from the kind of casual affection he's always craved to discoveries about his body and himself that have him feeling, at times, a little drunk, almost addicted to exploring those depths. He feels it now, an eagerness that could probably be chalked up as much to inexperience as the man kneeling between his legs, though he knows it's mostly the latter, the strength of feeling behind Jacob's touches making them more meaningful.
He sighs as Jacob notches himself against him, already anticipating the stretch of it, and it's just how he'd imagined, a faint burn of protesting muscles but nothing his body can't handle, healing around it even as Jacob presses inside. It feels good, really good, to be joined with Jacob like this, to feel his warmth claiming him. He lifts his knees a little, instinctively, wanting to be fucked as deeply as possible. ]
Ah, God -- [ He doesn't need to be told twice to let go, unwrapping his hands and reaching the left towards Jacob, fingertips skating over his arm and shoulder. ] C'mere.
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He sighs as Jacob notches himself against him, already anticipating the stretch of it, and it's just how he'd imagined, a faint burn of protesting muscles but nothing his body can't handle, healing around it even as Jacob presses inside. It feels good, really good, to be joined with Jacob like this, to feel his warmth claiming him. He lifts his knees a little, instinctively, wanting to be fucked as deeply as possible. ]
Ah, God -- [ He doesn't need to be told twice to let go, unwrapping his hands and reaching the left towards Jacob, fingertips skating over his arm and shoulder. ] C'mere.