It took Jake a moment longer to get to his noodles, because Dirk had just flashed him, and he had been sad just a bit ago, but now he wasn't sad, he had noodles, but he didn't really want his noodles anymore because he sort of really wanted to suck Dirk's dick.
That was a rather abrupt shift in mood.
But he rolled with it, taking a small forkful of his noodles and munching them as he slid his hand up Dirk's thigh nonchalantly. He looked anywhere but Dirk.
His hand traveled, meandering, until he found the little hollow where his thigh met his crotch, and massaged it gently, not quite hitting where Dirk would want it most. He took another bite of his noodles, glancing up at the screen.
Jake's smile turned wicked, and he twisted his wrist to reach down and first cup Dirk's balls, rolling them a bit between his fingers, before he took a gentle grasp on the shaft of his penis and stroked his fingers along it lovingly. He was still watching the screen.
He was languid with his motions, like he was more feeling Dirk's dick than he was giving him a handjob. And in truth, that was the case. He was enjoying the feeling as the skin, almost velvety in its flaccid state, grew smoother and tighter as he roused Dirk's interest. The groan made him bite his lip a touch, and he looked away from the screen to grin at him.
He just smiled, mostly, gently pushing his noodles forward on his tray and leaning back on the couch to sit at a more comfortable angle, flicking his wrist to expose Dirk completely. He licked his lips slowly, ridding them of the sauce from his noodles, keeping up his slow, gentle motions against Dirk's dick.
"What a smart fellow, being all resourceful," the islander added, letting Dirk seek his hand until he found it, then promptly lacing their fingers together and squeezing. His thumb circled Dirk's slit and then rubbed over it back and forth a few times before he went back to a lazy pace of pumping his hand.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shitknickers posting in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
burning_smile
no subject
Date: 2013-08-20 06:04 am (UTC)"...thank you," he said quietly, seeking out Dirk's hand.
no subject
Date: 2013-08-20 06:12 am (UTC)"...I got sent home," he conceded after a moment.
no subject
Date: 2013-08-20 03:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-08-21 02:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-08-21 03:11 am (UTC)"What's the bathrobe for?"
no subject
Date: 2013-08-21 05:11 am (UTC)Jake's neck turned pink.
"...Oh."
no subject
Date: 2013-09-02 06:41 am (UTC)That was a rather abrupt shift in mood.
But he rolled with it, taking a small forkful of his noodles and munching them as he slid his hand up Dirk's thigh nonchalantly. He looked anywhere but Dirk.
no subject
Date: 2013-09-02 06:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-02 07:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-02 07:33 am (UTC)He was going to eat you alive, Dirk.
no subject
Date: 2013-09-02 07:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-02 07:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-02 08:00 am (UTC)(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From:(no subject)
From: