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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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"Sure," Jake offered, breathless. It was going to be really awkward going through a drive-through with a rock-hard tent in his trousers, but he'd deal. He'd made Dirk put up with waiting for this long, anyway. He sat back and palmed at himself idly to ease the sensation, then leaned back against the dashboard to let Dirk climb out of the car.

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Jake made a plaintive sound that came out far louder than he meant it to, reaching out to grip the shoulders of the car seat tightly. Holy shit home was so far away.

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He shifted carefully, making a face at himself.

"I never realized how difficult it was to move without making contact with a bit of you that's attached," he laughed lightly, reclining in the seat to put his knees as far apart as they would go in the confines of the car. He reached behind him and grabbed a discarded hoodie, dropping it over his lap with a faint wince. "Grab me a burger in the drive-through, would you? There's change in the thingie," he gestured to the change depository to the left of the steering wheel.

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"The burger? No, I'm intending to eat it." How would you even use a cheeseburger as a fleshlight, that's just. No. Dirk, no.

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Jake nibbled at his sandwich in a means to distract himself from his boner, humming softly.

"Don't wreck the car," he intoned softly.

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He just grumbled a handful of obscenities under his breath and into his sandwich at that, and continued to nibble away at his sandwich to keep his hands occupied until they got home. With about a third of the sandwich left when they pulled into the drive, he shoved it into his mouth and made a comical face and an even sillier gesture with his hands as he tried to figure out how to get out of the car and into the house with a wilting boner.

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"I am an exceptionally horny, crabby gent right now," he explained flatly, sliding out of the car and promptly taking a hold of Dirk's shoulder to sort of waddle.

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"With as long as I've made you wait I didn't figure it was fair," he whined gently. "I thought about it, trust me. I took a very cold shower to make it to the club to get you."

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Jake's reaction was immediate and full-body, his spine arching inward to press his hips into Dirk's hand and then over so he could cling onto the blonde's shoulder. A disgruntled, but loud and overall needy sound escaped him.

"Buh," he tried. "Bugger."

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Huffing, Jake forced himself to let go of Dirk's shoulders and lean back against the couch.

"Do what you want," he breathed. "Just-- hnngh." He gasped and panted, wiggling. "Let me out of my shorts before I mess them, and do something, whatever it is."

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The sound Jake made was actually not unlike a sob, and he dug his heels into the carpet, gripping onto the edge of the couch.

"God-- please, Dirk," he gasped, his dick straining at his boxers and twitching under Dirk's touch. "Please, pleasepleaseplease."

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He positively writhed under the touch, too slow and too light for what his body wanted, squirming and shifting and trying to force himself still but failing miserably.

"Dirk," he whined, high and tight in the back of his throat. "I know you're not this sadistic, I know you aren't."

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That resulted in a full guttural moan of a sound bubbling up from Jake's diaphragm, and his grip on the couch tightened. His legs were shaking from the force with which he was pressing his heels into the carpet to keep himself mostly still, and his chest heaved. He was already leaking pre when Dirk fished him out and suckled at him, and an unbelievable surge of warmth flooded his body with the contact. He exhaled a rough sound that may have been Dirk's name in a former life.