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This is a generic Jakepost to reply to. Because the meme post was all Jake and has some inconceivable amount of comments now so it doesn't like to load. Have at, my lovelies.

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His breath caught and he made a quiet sort of groaning sound, one hand fisting around the sheets beneath him. Dirk was unbelievably good at making him a pile of useless putty.

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Another sound, louder this time, and Jake's legs tensed to keep from pressing his hips into the contact.

"Shit," he muttered softly.

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Keening, Jake pressed his lips back into Dirk's in an attempt to quiet himself. It didn't really work.

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He gasped and whined, shifting and craning his neck just to move, tugging on the sheets idly.

"Fuck, mate," he offered breathlessly, the color in his face reaching his collarbone.

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"Oh hush," he grumbled, mashing his face into Dirk's shoulder once his hand wandered its way into his pants. "Criminy."

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He whined, writhing a touch and reaching out to grab Dirk's shoulder.

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To which Jake just sort of grunted, squeezing Dirk's hand because holy shit could you please just get to the good stuff he does not have the patience for this in his feverish haze. He whined softly.

"Diiiiirk."

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No but he'll still complain about it. He whines again when Dirk presses that kiss there, and wow is he already leaking precome.

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He threw himself backward into the mattress at that, not even quite crying out so much as he just exhaled roughly and his breath sort of cracked out of him. His hand moved from fisting in the sheets to fisting in Dirk's hair.

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"Holy-- bollocks," Jake managed, his breath coming in short gasps as his toes curled into the sheets.

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And the sound Jake made was best described as a sob, and he tugged a little on Dirk's hair without fully realizing.

"Dirk, I--"

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And another soundless scream spilled from his lips as he spilled other things from other places, spine arching as he came undone, gasping for breath.

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Jake flopped backward and huffed, squeezing Dirk's hand feebly before letting his hand go limp.

"Christ on a cracker," he breathed, eyes closed.