This time Fives doesn't misinterpret the humor, and his eyes squeeze shut as he laughs quietly but helplessly at Jedao's ridiculous joke. "Yeah... yeah, you do," he agrees warmly once Jedao releases his lip.

He's about to press in for another kiss when Jedao makes his announcement and he stills, quivering at the thought. Jedao up on his knees for him, stretched wide and wet and ready: he has to reach down to squeeze himself again, groaning and shifting and panting with almost desperate want.

"Yeah-" It's a hoarse rasp, and it takes him a moment longer to release himself and shift back up onto his knees, looming over Jedao and shifting his attention to where his fingers are pressed into him. "Yeah, just-" He eases them free, biting his lip at the way it feels like Jedao's body is clutching at them, trying not to imagine what that will feel like around his cock.