Yeah? [ Hellboy's content to let himself be guided, setting the wide warm stone of his palm against the younger man's ass. He spreads the fingers of his left hand over Jacob's stomach, rubbing gently up over his ribs, across his pecs like he's trying to memorise what he feels like, or just losing himself in the topography of all of that warm muscle. ]
How would you wind me up, huh?
[ His hand slides down as he asks, back between Jacob's legs but underneath his clothes this time. ]
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How would you wind me up, huh?
[ His hand slides down as he asks, back between Jacob's legs but underneath his clothes this time. ]