[He should've found this disturbing, but he doesn't. His heart swells, finding himself flattered at the knowledge that one of his students cared for him in such a way. Rationally, he should be pushing Jack away and saying it was a mistake, or saying his position will get them into trouble if anyone finds out, but he doesn't. It's little wonder that he's taken so long to notice the younger man, having been nursing a broken heart when he'd first started teaching, so lost in his own thoughts.
The drag of an ass over his spent dick has a noise leave the back of his throat for it, throbbing even though he'd come just a moment before. His hips buck, cock gliding along the crack seamlessly thanks to the spit and come coating it. He brings his hands up to cup over Jack's hips again, responding to the kiss like the frottage woke something sleeping inside of him.]
I know you do. [Somehow, he trusts the white haired boy's feelings, despite having been skeptical about this 'date' when they'd first made plans. If there's something Hiccup prides himself in, it's his excellent judge of character.] It's okay, Jack.
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The drag of an ass over his spent dick has a noise leave the back of his throat for it, throbbing even though he'd come just a moment before. His hips buck, cock gliding along the crack seamlessly thanks to the spit and come coating it. He brings his hands up to cup over Jack's hips again, responding to the kiss like the frottage woke something sleeping inside of him.]
I know you do. [Somehow, he trusts the white haired boy's feelings, despite having been skeptical about this 'date' when they'd first made plans. If there's something Hiccup prides himself in, it's his excellent judge of character.] It's okay, Jack.
[No, it wasn't okay.]