[ As deep inside him as he is, Hellboy can feel that tension rising in Jacob, the ripple of it through his muscles. He draws tight fans across Jacob's hip with his thumb, the fingers of his right hand half-splayed across his back as he follows the rise and fall of his body. He's distracted, lost in sensation, and almost doesn't realise what Jacob's asking.
He does, though, after a moment, and grins hard as he slips his left hand down between them instead, seeking and finding the hard arch of Jacob's cock as it slides into his hand. He doesn't jerk him off so much as just keeps his hand there, letting the younger man fuck his fist as he moves. ]
You gonna be a good boy for me, huh? Come for me, sweetheart.
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He does, though, after a moment, and grins hard as he slips his left hand down between them instead, seeking and finding the hard arch of Jacob's cock as it slides into his hand. He doesn't jerk him off so much as just keeps his hand there, letting the younger man fuck his fist as he moves. ]
You gonna be a good boy for me, huh? Come for me, sweetheart.