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That was sort of the point. He was stalling. ...But also reaching for his thighs first allowed Jake to reach inward and curiously cup his balls before doing anything at all to his dick.

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Jake snorted.

"Literally," he offered, shifting his hand up to take a gentle hold of Dirk's cock.

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"Shh," Jake intoned, moving closer and ghosting kisses across his skin. He kept his hand gentle down below, light touches just to periodically remind Dirk of his intentions.

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Jake was actually pretty open to sexual versatility; he didn't feel he had enough experience yet, even with all the sex they'd been having, to say what he "preferred". He was mostly going slow and being tender because Dirk was running a hundred degree fever and he didn't want the Strider to overexert himself and pass out again. He wanted to keep him interested, make him sweat and keep him there, but he wanted to do it slowly and gently so as not to overwhelm him.

He made a soft purring sound at Dirk's hands in his hair, gently rocking his palm into his dick.

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Slow and steady wins the race. Jake kept up his methodical touching, shifting to press little open-mouthed kisses to Dirk's neck, some of which were gentle bites.

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Good. Jake sort of relished the idea that he could make Dirk Strider sweat. He nibbled at his neck some more, pressing more open-mouthed kisses as he went. His other hand continued to massage absently at Dirk's groin, shifting every so often to move south before wandering back around. Overall it was a very slow, methodical and relaxing sort of affection.

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He was mostly waiting for Dirk to get fully hard to push anything, waiting for him to show that he was really feeling it. This whole thing has a purpose, after all. In the meantime he just pressed and prodded, shifted and breathed, kissed and bit, traveling all around Dirk's body.

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"Doing okay?" Jake asked with a smile, shifting his hand to take a bit more of a grip on Dirk and stroke him lightly. It was still all pretty vanilla, gentle and a bit meandering, but with a future purpose in mind.

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"Good," he added in almost another purred tone of voice, swiping his thumb across Dirk's tip.

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"Shhh-shh, shh." Jake's other hand was rubbing soothing little circles into Dirk's other arm, and he was pressing kisses to his temple again. "Just feel, okay? Don't worry about anything else."

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One kiss to his temple lingered, and he picked up the pace with his hand just a little to seem like a reward. He shifted again, sliding his other arm around so he was supporting Dirk against his chest a little.

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He really, really did. And Jake found he was very much enjoying the change-- not that he so much liked to see Dirk in a position to be humiliated, but that he enjoyed that the Strider could and would let go in his presence. It was like a high level of trust, and Jake realized that he very much appreciated trust. He kept his hand at a steady pace, now, kissing at Dirk's skin and breathing against him to keep him grounded to his own presence.

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Jake was actually pretty sure that his favorite part of this entire situation was that he wasn't aroused. Sure, it was really ungodly attractive to hear Dirk losing himself so plainly like this, but he wasn't uncomfortable in his shorts. Because he was taking care of Dirk, and this was all him right now. And that was all he wanted, was to make Dirk forget his illness, the worries that lead to it, and feel.

Of course he'd probably still excuse himself to the bathroom and take a multiple-meaning hot shower after he'd ensured that Dirk was spent and sleeping restfully. But then, and only then.