Now that's a promise I plan on following up with. I'd like you to fuck more than my face.

[ Jack is very bendy on pretty much anything people want to do, so he has no real preferences to speak of. Sex is always about the individual more than the general acts. It is why he seems so calm despite the fact he's hard as a rock and starting to let his body take over, enjoying itself and the view in front of him.

It helps when Jim reaches out to help him, though he would've been fine simply admiring the view. Jack stills his hand for a moment so he can move up Jim's body and straddle his hips. He doesn't really want to have to wipe come off of this floor, and it will be so much prettier on the smooth muscular body underneath him. He then encourages Jim's hand back around him, it won't be that long but he plans on enjoying his first orgasm in a while. ]

Tell me what you'd do to me. Paint me a picture.

[ Jack smiles down at him, pleasure waving through him now that he's letting it do it. ]