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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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One is far too many. He tossed Dirk's shirt along onto the table with his own, setting to trailing kisses down from his lips to his collarbone.

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And Jake chuckled at Dirk's hands on those very same sexy man pectorals. He slid his hands downward and let them settle on Dirk's hips, kneading little circles into his pelvic bone.

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With a startled grunt, Jake followed, shifting to cover Dirk in kisses all over again, hands still on his hips.

"Mmm, we're not making much progress," he chuckled.

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"I don't believe either of us share traits with a tortoise," Jake intoned, startled by the groping. He'd never get used to Dirk's adoration of his butt. He had never been one for the traditional assets-- he found himself fonder of Dirk's hands and collarbone than of his posterior or any girl's breasts. To prove this point, he bit down gently on aforementioned collarbone.

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It was sort of funny that Jake always wore shorts, given the sensitivity of his thighs. Then again maybe that was why he liked adventure so much. Cattails playing around under his skirt, and all that. Welp. He did whine softly at Dirk's fingers, though, shifting to press their hips together and grind.

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His dick perked in interest and he set them in a vague sort of rhythm, slow just to bring them both to attention.

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Well, if Dirk was happy to keep at it then so was Jake. He rocked their hips together and dropped his head onto the blonde's collarbone, his breath getting heavy as he went.

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"Shhh," Jake hissed, pressing his hips harder into Dirk's and moving a touch faster. "We could just-- like this."

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Jake was sort of thinking the same thing, really. So that worked out well. He reached above Dirk's head and gripped onto the arm of the couch, using his shifted position as leverage. He made a faint sort of warbling sound.

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"Ah," Jake gasped at that, rutting his hips into Dirk's hand and craning himself forward to kiss at his eyebrows. "Shit, Dirk."

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A startled moan of a sound bubbled out of Jake's throat at the sensation of Dirk's orgasm while they were pressed together like that, and with a few more jerks of Dirk's hand he was joining him, keening as he came.

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Jake hovered above him a moment or two longer, still braced against the arm of the couch until he shifted onto his haunches and leaned over backward, gasping to regain his breath with his arms folded over his eyes.

"No kidding," he agreed.

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A moment or so later he lifted his arms from his face and smiled at Dirk's expression, stretching and then sitting up.

"Mm, come here," he said, holding his arms out in a beckoning gesture.