[Jacob doesn't resist the hand that pulls him in, resting on his back in a way that soothes some of the tension out of him as he moves in close. He's sore, but never regrets the sex they have, just basks in the warmth it leaves behind in him. And over the backs of his legs. But that makes him smile, and his fingers move to stroke through the dark hair at the nape of Hellboy's neck. ]
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Just a bit. But I think all the best people are.