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[nothinglikefather]

[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. ]

Just a bit. But I think all the best people are.

[redrighthanded]

[ Hellboy's seeking fingertips find the hem of that shirt, lifting it up a little so he can stroke gently over Jacob's ass, the warm rise and fall of muscle and damp skin, and down to the back of his thigh. His gaze rests on the younger man's face, wondering at the source of his smile. ]

You wanna get cleaned up? We can go in the shower together. Save water.

[nothinglikefather]

[The hand that strays across his skin feels so warm against his skin, so supportive that it's tempting just to relax into the grasp completely. His legs are still wobbly, and without Hellboy keeping him steady, he probably would have swayed even more]

I'd like that. You're gonna have to hold me up.