[ The kiss soon breaks from Joel needing to take a deep breath of air. He doesn't pull away, though; he presses his forehead against Jesse's with his eyes still shut. He can feel Jesse's hardness pressing into his thigh and he can sense Jesse's neediness in the way Jesse is jerking him off, and his chest knots up tighter with his own neediness fighting its way to the surface. It's a scary, out of control feeling, scary enough to warrant shoving Jesse away from him, and in fact his hands slip free from under Jesse's coat to press against his chest like he's about to do just that.
He swallows hard and tries to think through the sound of his pulse pounding in his ears and the burgeoning pleasure pooling in his groin, and then simply just... gives in. His hands begin fumbling with the buttons on Jesse's shirt and he makes it halfway down the column of buttons before losing patience and ripping the shirt open the rest of the way. His strength makes it seem like Jesse's shirt is made of nothing but paper, with buttons flinging off in different directions, and both his hands begin shoving both the shirt and Jesse's coat off his shoulders. ]
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He swallows hard and tries to think through the sound of his pulse pounding in his ears and the burgeoning pleasure pooling in his groin, and then simply just... gives in. His hands begin fumbling with the buttons on Jesse's shirt and he makes it halfway down the column of buttons before losing patience and ripping the shirt open the rest of the way. His strength makes it seem like Jesse's shirt is made of nothing but paper, with buttons flinging off in different directions, and both his hands begin shoving both the shirt and Jesse's coat off his shoulders. ]