[ With Jacob held up against him, he can feel every hitch of the younger man's breath, every tremble and shiver, left wondering if it's the race of his own heart or Jacob's as he works his fingers into him. It feels good to have control like this, powerful in a way that has very little to do with fighting or punching his way out of a bad situation. And it's good, too, to chase something they both want while they're not dosed with anything, knowing it's need and desire as honest as they can make it.
Humming a low rumble of sound, he starts to rock his own hips a little in time with the push of his hand, enjoying the slide of his cock over damp sweaty skin. He turns his head slightly to lick and set his teeth to the column of Jacob's neck, still moving in a slow but steady rhythm. It's testing his own patience as much as Jacob's now. ]
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Humming a low rumble of sound, he starts to rock his own hips a little in time with the push of his hand, enjoying the slide of his cock over damp sweaty skin. He turns his head slightly to lick and set his teeth to the column of Jacob's neck, still moving in a slow but steady rhythm. It's testing his own patience as much as Jacob's now. ]
Tell me you want it. C'mon.