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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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"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.

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There was something endearingly comical about that being all Dirk had to say. He figure he understood the implication well enough, though, and set his thumb directly over the tip of him. He turned his head to speak lowly into Dirk's ear.

"Hold on for me," he said, kissing his earlobe. "Stay there."

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Jake shushed him softly, sliding his thumb against his slit slowly in an attempt to sate him without giving him what he wanted.

"Almost," he said.

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Okay he lied, there was definitely a bit of a surge of warmth in his shorts at that. He blustered slightly and shifted his hand, just barely gripping him.

"Shh, almost." He wanted Dirk to need it.

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Wow. Dirk, you are really fucking cute when you're needy. Jake bit his lip for a moment and drank in the sight and sound of him, then shifted to put his supporting arm's hand on Dirk's hip while his grip on his erection shifted again.

"On three," he said quietly, pumping slowly. "One..." His hand sped up slightly, then slowed again.

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"Shh, come on," he pressed his lips into Dirk's temple, keeping them there. "Two," he continued, speeding his hand up and keeping the pace.

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He kept his hand moving, kept the pace, but stayed quiet for a long handful of seconds just to see how long Dirk would hold on waiting for his instruction. There was something so far beyond exhilarating to have this kind of control over him.

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There was a mutual level of confusion over the trust at hand, but Jake wasn't minding it. At Dirk's gasped request, Jake pressed his lips one final time to his temple and breathed, "Three."

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Jake stroked him through it, milking him to keep him spent and kissing his temple still, muttering soft congratulatory words and praise. It was sort of strange, really, that those were the first things that came to mind right then. But he let Dirk slump, shifting to lay him back against the pillows and ball up the cum-splattered sheet. He'd do a load of laundry with it and his things, and take a shower while Dirk rested. He brushed his lips over his eyebrows, his nose, the corners of his mouth.

"Rest well," he said quietly, waiting for Dirk to react before he actually dislodged and moved away.

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God, he was cute. He was really, really motherfucking cute. Jake's heart seized in his chest for a moment and he exhaled, an impossibly fond expression on his face.

"Anytime," he said softly, tapping their foreheads together. "I'm gonna go wash these and take a shower. I'll check on you when I'm through." He tapped their lips together. "Will you be all right for a while?"