[Joel's touch draws a purr out of Jesse, his body giving a shiver as he rocks forward and pushes into those rough fingers. His own hand keeps up its work, gliding up and down their shafts, keeping them as close as they can possibly get without Joel being inside him.
Or vice versa.
God, the thought of being inside Joel gets him harder, his free hand gripping Joel's hip as he toys with the idea of pushing Joel back and just taking him the way Joel first took him: greedily, selfishly, painfully. Jesse's lips make their way back up and he pushes his tongue into Joel's mouth, forceful and ravenous. He could do it, couldn't he? Would Joel beg him to stop or would he enjoy it?]
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Or vice versa.
God, the thought of being inside Joel gets him harder, his free hand gripping Joel's hip as he toys with the idea of pushing Joel back and just taking him the way Joel first took him: greedily, selfishly, painfully. Jesse's lips make their way back up and he pushes his tongue into Joel's mouth, forceful and ravenous. He could do it, couldn't he? Would Joel beg him to stop or would he enjoy it?]