[Jack clearly has no interest in making this easy for her any more than she intends to hand him the free handjob. He forcefully tilts her chin upward, straining the muscle until he can feel it pulling uncomfortably under his fingers. He almost misses the feel of skin against skin at his neck in combination with the strange rush asphyxiation had given him.
But considering where her hands have gone, he isn't complaining. His fingers force their way into her mouth and press down on her tongue to return the favor. He's so delighted that he can't do anything but scoff when he says:]
Stop it.
[His hand drops from her throat and is replaced by his mouth, cool metal of his mask contrasting with the heat of his breath and the slide of his tongue across skin.]
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But considering where her hands have gone, he isn't complaining. His fingers force their way into her mouth and press down on her tongue to return the favor. He's so delighted that he can't do anything but scoff when he says:]
Stop it.
[His hand drops from her throat and is replaced by his mouth, cool metal of his mask contrasting with the heat of his breath and the slide of his tongue across skin.]