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Jake sees what you did there. And at first he chuckles, until the chuckle becomes a sort of startled gasping sound and his spine arcs into the contact a little. His voice wavers when he speaks.

"I like it when you're vocal," he offered, his voice breathy. "Don't hold back for me, jeez."

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"I dunno, you just used my nipple to muffle some pretty nice little sounds there," Jake offered, grinning crookedly. "So why don't you tell me?"

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Jake looked down at aforementioned fat deposits with a critical, but not negative glance. "...they're all right," he offered, shrugging.

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"Dirk," Jake started, his eyebrows knit together. "What the fuck even."

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Rarity when you wanted Rainbow Dash. Still an awesome pony, but without the rainbow hair and the wings. Jake chuckled and brought the conversation back to its point, grinding his hip up into Dirk's crotch again.

"You were saying?"

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Jake chuckled and caught Dirk's lips.

"At the risk of sounding like a bad pornography... Ride me, cowboy." Wow, that was embarrassing to say. But it was awkward to keep shifting his leg like he was, and he figured Dirk had a little more range of movement and a lot more awareness of what was good in this situation.

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With their pants still between them, Jake could close his eyes and pretend. Which he proceeded to do, a thin gasp escaping him when Dirk moaned. There was less friction in a way he needed it than there was in how Dirk needed it, since Dirk had a bit of a wider playing field, as it were, so Jake shifted his hips and wound up hooking his legs up over Dirk's thighs.

Wow.

This wasn't even "escalating quickly", this was hitting a home run to Jupiter and running around the field until someone got in a space ship to bring the ball back.

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Jake gave a startled cry when Dirk fell forward, but when he kept grinding, that angle really hit home and an abrupt moan bubbled its way up out of his throat. He was embarrassed by it, and by the way he shifted to put his knees a little farther apart and let Dirk keep grinding, but he was falling into step right along with the Strider in losing himself. Every few breaths started to become punctuated by a gasped moan of some sort.

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Jake continued to shift against him for a few minutes, gasping and rolling his hips until he abruptly curled his spine upward and pulled his legs tight against the backs of Dirk's thighs, a thin cry slipping past his lips before he slumped backward to regain his breath. His arms went around Dirk's shoulders, languidly after a moment.

Welp. That sure had just happened.

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Score one for both of them, really. Jake ran his fingernails, blunted as they were, idly up and down Dirk's spine, chuckling.

"Eloquent," he offered.

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"I think I already have," Jake challenged, but he turned his head sideways to press his lips to Dirk's jaw in a vague sense of apology.

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A chuckle, and Jake mirrored the action.

"Fair enough."

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"So your pants are gonna dry in a really uncomfortable way if you leave them on like that," Jake offered plainly, not quite looking at Dirk.

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