[ And he's hard again, past the boner killer complaining and back onto something more pleasing. His hand trails lazily up the line of Irving's spine, just watching, letting the flush take over his face and listening to his muffled little noises before he does a thing other than talk. ]
You're doing great. You look good, getting nice and ready for my cock.
[ Jack's hand reaches up to the other man's hair, tangling his fingers in it and giving it a little pull, urging his head upwards to meet his eyes. He wants to know that the pleasure Irving is getting out of this is genuine - not that it would occur to him to fake it, but to be sure he's done as Jack told him. ]
That's what you want, John?
[ Jack sits back down on the bed, against the wall where he's got his pillow set up. ]
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[ And he's hard again, past the boner killer complaining and back onto something more pleasing. His hand trails lazily up the line of Irving's spine, just watching, letting the flush take over his face and listening to his muffled little noises before he does a thing other than talk. ]
You're doing great. You look good, getting nice and ready for my cock.
[ Jack's hand reaches up to the other man's hair, tangling his fingers in it and giving it a little pull, urging his head upwards to meet his eyes. He wants to know that the pleasure Irving is getting out of this is genuine - not that it would occur to him to fake it, but to be sure he's done as Jack told him. ]
That's what you want, John?
[ Jack sits back down on the bed, against the wall where he's got his pillow set up. ]
Come on over and have a seat.