[ The second the bed hits his back it's so much better, so much easier to touch all of the skin on offer as the sting of bites on his neck send all his blood south. He can feel teeth bruising him ...
Jack nods through a gasp when his throat is relinquished and squeezes the hand on his stomach, glancing briefly to the bedside table. ]
Top drawer, in the hand-towel.
[ He kept freezing it accidentally when he wanted to jerk off. Whoops. ]
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Jack nods through a gasp when his throat is relinquished and squeezes the hand on his stomach, glancing briefly to the bedside table. ]
Top drawer, in the hand-towel.
[ He kept freezing it accidentally when he wanted to jerk off. Whoops. ]