[ Hellboy's half expecting a bit of an argument, maybe a sly quip back, but not the way Jacob's expression seems to crumple like someone just pulled the world out from under his feet. He's leaning forward almost before Jacob's reaching for him, ignoring the throb and ache of his dick for the moment. ]
Hey. Hey, it's okay, hey. [ He murmurs the reassurances against Jacob's mouth, kissing him and reaching up to touch his face, fingertips coming away wet, then reaching for his chest, trying to soothe something he's not sure he's caused. ] You wanna stop? You okay?
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Hey. Hey, it's okay, hey. [ He murmurs the reassurances against Jacob's mouth, kissing him and reaching up to touch his face, fingertips coming away wet, then reaching for his chest, trying to soothe something he's not sure he's caused. ] You wanna stop? You okay?