[ The reaction the nickname gets - Jean files that away. He'll be sure to drop more of those into conversation with Dolph, to make him glow like that.
His focus is still on making Dolph feel good, though, and he rests his hands on Dolph's thighs as he ducks his head down. His head is tilted, giving a good view of what he's doing to Dolph as he lets him bottom out in his mouth; it's also just the position that's comfortable for him, hair falling across his eyes.
He swallows around him, breathing through his nose, finding his bliss in the feeling of Dolph's cock heavy in his mouth and his scent around him. ]
[ the sight of jean like this is enough to make him lose it. dolph is holding on by a thread, feeling his heart in his throat. it's so strange to have someone focus on him, to want to give him pleasure. he groans, his hips jerking as he feels himself reaching his climax. ]
[ For Jean, having this singular focus is a blessing. He just has to make Dolph feel good; he doesn't have to worry about the future or any implications. He sucks hard, all but choking on Dolph's cock, letting his head bob up and down.
He looks up through the fringe of his hair, hazel eyes intense; he wants Dolph to come, to fill him up. ]
[ with his fingers squeezing the sheets and his voice breathless and low, dolph arches with a cry, a single thrust as he comes in jean's mouth. then he sags, winded and soft, looking at jean with his one eye, hooded and pleased. ]
[ Jean swallows it down, keeping Dolph in his mouth a moment longer as he softens, cleaning him up before he raises his head. He tucks his cheek against the muscles of Dolph's stomach, looking up at him with a smile. He looks pleased with himself, some of the weight off his shoulders. ]
Hey.
[ He'd laugh but he doesn't have the energy to - he's just happy. ]
[ dolph smiles faintly at that. it's not true, not completely, but it's nice to hear. he lets his hand travel down to lightly rub his palm against jean's erection as he mouths the curve of his chin down to his throat. ]
[ Jean lets out a soft moan, wrapping his arms around Dolph's shoulders as he tilts his head back to give him more access. His hips shift a little, restless, though he doesn't rock them up yet. ]
[ that's fine. fingers play with the buttons, feather light touches short of teasing as dolph continues to press heated kisses down jean's neck. he rocks his body against jean, pressing him down against the sheets, stealing away whatever space may exist between them. ]
[ Jean doesn't want nor need any space between them. When Dolph presses down, Jean tugs him closer, hooking one ankle behind Dolph's in a small possessive gesture. He murmurs his name in encouragement, letting one hand fall to curl through Dolph's hair and tug on it lightly. ]
[ dolph hums, pleased, finally sliding jean's pants down. he moves down so he can mouth at the fabric. then he slowly tugs the underwear down so dolph can lave at the tip, kitten licks and provocative kisses. ]
[ Jean is more vocal - a surprise for someone who spent several years in a military barracks. Either he didn't much care if someone heard, or he's letting loose now. Regardless, the feeling of Dolph's mouth on the head of his cock makes him groan out the curse word. ]
[ it sends a thrill down his spine. he's never been very confident in his skills. the person he was with the most was alex and those memories feel messy and tainted. his new start with livio had helped, but dolph still feels he fumbles.
physicality though . . . he was made to be physical. after laving the tip, dolph finally takes it in his mouth, letting it settle on his tongue before hollowing his cheeks and giving a long suck. ]
[ Jean moans, his other hand coming up to touch Dolph's human cheek, letting his fingers brush over it. He keeps hold of his hair with his other hand, but he doesn't try to direct Dolph yet, just keeping those physical touches active between them. ]
[ there's a minute twitch at the word babe that dolph has to force out of his mind for a moment. he's getting better at it but it's still a task to avoid thinking of alex. alex, who always called him babe. he buries it deep, focusing on the sensations he can give jean instead.
dolph hums around his cock before moving to take it whole. ]
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His focus is still on making Dolph feel good, though, and he rests his hands on Dolph's thighs as he ducks his head down. His head is tilted, giving a good view of what he's doing to Dolph as he lets him bottom out in his mouth; it's also just the position that's comfortable for him, hair falling across his eyes.
He swallows around him, breathing through his nose, finding his bliss in the feeling of Dolph's cock heavy in his mouth and his scent around him. ]
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He looks up through the fringe of his hair, hazel eyes intense; he wants Dolph to come, to fill him up. ]
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Hey.
[ He'd laugh but he doesn't have the energy to - he's just happy. ]
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Hey.
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Thank you - for being here.
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[ dolph rubs his back. ]
Do you want me to take care of that for you?
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[ He arches into the touch on his back, letting his eyes fall closed. ]
Yeah - please.
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[ Jean is more vocal - a surprise for someone who spent several years in a military barracks. Either he didn't much care if someone heard, or he's letting loose now. Regardless, the feeling of Dolph's mouth on the head of his cock makes him groan out the curse word. ]
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physicality though . . . he was made to be physical. after laving the tip, dolph finally takes it in his mouth, letting it settle on his tongue before hollowing his cheeks and giving a long suck. ]
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Just like that, babe, you're doing so good...
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dolph hums around his cock before moving to take it whole. ]