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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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Very quickly. Wow.

He settled into Dirk's lap relatively easily, sitting his plushest of rumps on Dirk's thighs and kept his lips pursed, heat rising into his face and staying there, migrating slowly down his neck.

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His hands were slowly fisting in the fabric of Dirk's shirt, but he reacted positively to the kiss, pressing back into it. He shook his head a little.

"I'm okay."

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That kiss sent a direct chill up Jake's spine, and a startled gasp came of it a moment later. The hard pressing of Dirk's finger into his nipple earned a quiet yelp, though, and he frowned.

"Ow, okay, let up on the fleshbeast," he chuckled.

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Jake dissolved into little giggles, curling forward until his forehead was on Dirk's collarbone.

"I didn't expect any of that to happen," he admitted.

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Jake was still smiling, and shook his head.

"Not really, it... Felt really nice up until you tried to destroy my nipple."

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He hadn't put his glasses back on, so their faces were bare on display for each other with nothing between them. He glanced up and watched Dirk's eyes for a long while, then smirked.

"...only if I get to return the favor."

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Jake sat back on his haunches to let Dirk take off his shirt, causing two things to happen. One, his expression became sort of coy, and two, his butt got smushed into Dirk's knees. It was actually a pretty damn fine rump. Like wow. Whachu gon' do with all that junk in yo' trunk, Jake.

He smoothed his hands up Dirk's chest with a minimal amount of envy for his pectorals, which faded almost instantaneously because who cared about jealousy, he got to feel up Dirk Strider. Hell fucking yes.

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Luckily, at least, Jake still maintained a rather furry visage, thick thighs and yes, a taut stomach. His hips were a little wider and lower-set than Dirk may have been anticipating, and the boobs were of course a factor, but never let it be said that Jake wasn't built. He was smaller than he may have been if anatomically masculine, narrower-waisted and had smaller shoulders, but a very tomboyish look, overall. He was cute-- very cute, though maybe a touch on the androgynous side of the male spectrum.

And his thighs were still one hell of an erogenous zone. So with Dirk's hands resting there, his spine went a little rigid and he sighed softly at the kiss to his breast, smiling and seeking out Dirk's nipples. He mirrored the Strider's earlier actions with gentle tweaking, circling a thumb around one nub.

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Jake was pretty sure he was all right with things not getting to a crotch vicinity. He could handle having boobs. The vagina thing was an entirely different story. And while he was realizing that he was probably going to have to deal with the awkwardness that was effectively a girl boner if Dirk kept up with his hands where they were, he figured it would probably be okay for them to both get riled and then handle themselves respectively. At least for now, until they figured out how to handle each other.

...Well, no, that was a lie, Jake had been aware of Dirk's equipment all along, and he wasn't gonna lie and say he wasn't sort of hoping to have the opportunity to help him out. Welp.

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Boobs were a sort of pleasant middle ground of arousal. They weren't making him ragingly horny, but they were serving to give his entire person a sort of pleasant, buzzing warmth. That, coupled with the fact that Dirk's tongue was leaving damp spots that quickly dried and became cold in the open air, resulted in Jake squirming a good amount. He shifted absently, and in a bold action moved to slip his knee between Dirk's. He glanced at the Strider when he moved for this action, as though asking permission.

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With the affirmation, Jake's knee slid upward and he rubbed his thigh gently against the crotch of Dirk's pants. Well. This... really had escalated quickly. He exhaled a shaking breath, and smiled a little.

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Oh. That was a very nice thing to hear. Jake bit his lip and rubbed his thigh a little again, curving his spine to press backward into Dirk's hand cupping his ass. He didn't have much in the way of thoughts about his butt, really, but Dirk's enjoyment was top priority right then. Largely because Jake was realizing that he really liked seeing (and hearing) Dirk like this. He tried to figure out a way to tell him to do what he needed without it sounding... Quite so lewd, and found he was coming up with nothing. He pressed his chest forward into Dirk's fondling, though. That would work for now, because it still felt really nice.

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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."